830. Chapter 830 The way of a person rules his body (2)
"Senior Brother Long, beat him to death."
"Kick him out of the Xiaoyao Sect."
"We Xiaoyao Sect don't need this kind of cruelty to fellow disciples."
Hearing so many cheers, Long Feihu suddenly became more excited, and his attacks became more ruthless and domineering.
Ye Xiong seemed to be 'affected' in his state of mind. He was suddenly caught off guard and was in danger one after another, like water in a missing embankment.
"You are still a newcomer after all. How can you compare with other sects outside with such a bad state of mind?" Seeing Ye Xiong being in danger one after another, Zhao Mingde's voice was full of ridicule.
"It is not easy for a newcomer to have such strength. Some of our disciples have been practicing for more than ten or twenty years, but they are not as strong as him. Ye Xiong is in a worse state of mind and lacks combat experience, but who doesn't need experience?"
Gu Yue opened her mouth to help Ye Xiong.
"I'm not in a bad mood, I don't think so."
Long Sanfeng snorted and stared at the stage with bright eyes.
Ye Xiong's little tricks could deceive Long Feihu, but they couldn't deceive him. If he couldn't even see through this trick, his position as the leader would be in vain.
At this time, the situation on the field changed drastically. Ye Xiong was accidentally slapped by Long Feihu and flew to the stage. He seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.
"My surname is Ye, I will destroy you today to avenge Duan Chengan,"
After Long Feihu spoke to Ye Xiong in a voice that could only be heard by two people, he slapped Ye Xiong's Dantian with a fierce palm.
If this palm is hit, Ye Xiong's Dantian will be destroyed, and the Qi he has cultivated for more than ten years will be destroyed.
What a ruthless method!
"Senior Brother Long, destroy him."
"Destroy him."
"Destroy him."
Fierce shouts rang out from the audience, and the sound pierced Ye Xiong's heart like a needle, bringing his inner anger to a critical point.
Ye Xiong glanced at Long Sanfeng and saw that he was still standing in his seat. Although he couldn't bear it, he didn't take action to stop him, and he felt a little discouraged.
In Long Sanfeng's heart, he was always an outsider. Even if Long Feihu hurt him, he would not take action.
In this case, don't blame me for destroying your most proud disciple.
Ye Xiong's eyes widened sharply, and his right fist secretly condensed the Heavenly Thunder Fist.
This move is the third form of the Heavenly Thunder Fist. It requires a lot of energy, but the destructive power is also amazing.
After entering the third level of mastery realm, his realm is already the same as that of Long Feihu. A blow from such a close range will either kill him or be crippled.
boom!
Tianlei punched first, hitting Long Feihu's dantian directly.
Long Feihu's palm was only a few centimeters away from Ye Xiong's lower abdomen. Unfortunately, he would never be able to hit Ye Xiong in this life.
A sound like thunder rang out, and Long Feihu's body was knocked out, breaking several thick fences on the ring, and fell to the ground with a thud. He didn't even have time to hum, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Fainted.
Silence, deathly silence.
Dozens of people stood outside the venue, like a cemetery, and there was no sound at all.
Who would have thought that in just a short moment, Long Feihu, who had the upper hand just now, would suddenly be knocked down from the ring and suffer unknown consequences.
The anger in Ye Xiong's heart suddenly burst out. He stood at the edge of the ring and roared angrily at the dozens of Xiaoyao Sect disciples in the audience.
"Screaming, you are shouting!"
"Hoar, are you all f****** mute?"
"Don't you really want to destroy me? Come on, come up and beat me?"
"A kind of coward, lying on grass."
Ye Xiong raised his middle finger to the audience, venting his inner anger.
The disciples in the audience did not dare to speak. They were stared at by Ye Xiong and no one dared to look him in the eyes.
Before Long Feihu fell into the ring, Long Sanfeng jumped down and put his hand on his wrist to feel his pulse.
He is not dead, but his Dantian has been completely destroyed. The Qi he has worked so hard to cultivate for more than ten years is completely useless. Even after he recovers, he is still just a mortal.
"I will never spare you for committing such a murderous act."
Long Sanfeng's figure flashed to the stage, and he shot out with one palm.
The power of the palm was so surging and overwhelming that Ye Xiong was almost breathless and felt like he was suffocating.
Is this the method of the fourth level of Qi? It’s too terrifying.
Ye Xiong knew that there was a huge gap in strength between him and Long Sanfeng, and any resistance would be a dead end. He shouted in desperation, "Master, I am now the number one young master of Xiaoyao Sect. Do you really want to kill me?"
These words were like a heavy punch, hitting Long Sanfeng's heart hard, and his palm suddenly deflected.
There was a loud roar, and a corner of the ring was shattered by the palm, half of it collapsing.
This is a ring made of rocks, which shows how powerful this punch is. If it hits someone, it will be okay.
Ye Xiong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have to meet the King of Hell.
From the first time he saw Long Sanfeng, Ye Xiong knew that he was a face-saving person.
Long Feihu is his beloved disciple. He doesn't want people to know that the disciple he taught is being gossiped about, so he often turns a blind eye to Long Feihu's affairs. Long Feihu just relies on his status.
And again and again, he acted recklessly.
Now that Long Feihu has been deposed and Duan Chengan is seriously injured and unconscious, the Xiaoyao sect has no disciples who can handle it. If he kills Ye Xiong, who will be sent to participate in the sect competition?
Sending people out casually would be embarrassing, so he stopped immediately.
Two figures jumped down from the stage, and Zhao Mingde and Gu Yue also surrounded them.
"Brother, how is Feihu?" Zhao Mingde asked urgently.
"The dantian is destroyed. He can't die, but he is useless." Long Sanfeng pumped his true energy into Long Feihu's body.
Long Feihu woke up leisurely, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and was about to struggle to stand up, but his body shook and fell softly to the ground.
"My Dantian, my Qi, what's going on?" Long Feihu yelled crazily.
Looking at the crazy-looking Long Feihu, Ye Xiong felt no pity in his heart. If he hadn't possessed the Heavenly Thunder Fist, he would have been the one whose Dantian was destroyed just now. He would never show mercy to those who wanted to kill him.
"Ye Xiong, if you dare to destroy my Dantian, I will kill you."
Long Feihu struggled and rushed towards Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong flew up and kicked Long Feihu on the chest, kicking him to pieces.
With Long Feihu's current strength, Ye Xiong could stab him to death with just one finger.
"Master, you must destroy him and avenge me."
Long Feihu had no choice but to walk to Long Sanfeng and kneel in front of him, hoping that he would see that he was his direct disciple and help him avenge himself.
"Lu San, Wang Wu, take Feihu back and have a good rest." Long Sanfeng ordered.
A simple sentence made Long Feihu feel like he had fallen into an ice kiln, his body collapsed on the ground, and he was given up.
"Master, Ye Xiong injured your direct disciple like this and you don't punish him. Who will dare to be your disciple in the future? Who will obey you in the future? How can you be the leader?" Long Feihu roared.
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"presumptuous!"
Long Sanfeng raised his hand and slapped Long Feihu hard on the face, sending him flying away.
"You were the one who attacked me first, and now you are attacked by me. This is retribution. You still have the nerve to let me help you take revenge. It's really embarrassing for me to accept you as my disciple. Lu San Wang Wu, take him down." Long.
Sanfeng roared angrily.
"Ye Xiong, I won't let you go even if you are a ghost." Long Feihu kept yelling.
It's a pity that it's useless for him to yell, there is no one to help him.