Chapter two hundred and fortieth first-class master
"etc!"
Just as Ji Lan and Zhao Yi were about to do, Su Changhong suddenly yelled and came out of the crowd.
"Everyone, this Ji Lan is so arrogant. Her humiliation of the Martial Arts is really too much. Do we not want to save face?"
"Ji Lan, I don’t know about this battle between you and Zhao Yi, do you dare to bet on?"
"What dare not?" Ji Lan said with his head: "Grandma Grandma bet with you."
The thin monkey screamed in a hurry, "Ji Lan, don't be fooled, you have already played a few games, they are wheel wars, they are not fair."
Su Changhong hurriedly said: "Wheel war? You can also send someone to replace Ji Lan! I didn't say that Ji Lan could fight."
"Okay!" Ji Lan was a little impatient, "Grandma promised, let's say! What is the bet?"
Su Changhong has always wanted to retaliate Ji Lan. He waited for Ji Lan's sentence, so he said loudly: "Everyone, which party loses this party, and all people will go to the ring to call the other party and call the grandfather."
"Okay! Grandma's consent." Ji Lan waved his hand, "You roll down."
Jiang Feng shook his head below, and he had felt it from the breath. Ji Lan was difficult to be Zhao Yi's opponent.
Although Zhao Yi is not too strong, there is a characteristic that cannot be described.
Ji Lan, the girl, was too big, and went to Su Changhong.
At this time, Ji Lan made a ghost face towards Jiang Feng.
Su Changhong sneered, walked down the ring, waiting for Ji Lan to kneel.
Zhao Yi's color was calm, and he hooked his fingers towards Ji Lan, "Women are preferred, come!"
Ji Lan was not polite, jumped up, and pressed his feet to Zhao Yi's head.
This foot comes with a strong strong wind, and it is vigorous.
Zhao Yi's mouth slightly evoked a disdain, and his body suddenly disappeared from the same place.
"Well!"
Ji Lan was pressed on the floor of the ring, and the floor appeared several cracked cracked cracks.
Without a hit, Ji Lan swept thousands of money.
Zhao Yi hurriedly jumped up and easily avoided it.
But without waiting for him to land, Ji Lan was a heavy punch and took his waist.
The disciples present at the scene held their breath. Ji Lan's trick was too fast. They all worried about whether Zhao Yi could resolve it.
However, their concerns are superfluous.
Zhao Yi's body rotated in the air, resolving Ji Lan's fist.
Holding the three -board ax of Ji Lan's opening, Zhao Yi sneered: "Ji Xiaolan, I have asked you three moves, then you must be careful."
To put it, he punch out, and there is no move, that is, ordinary punch.
Others couldn't see it, but Jiang Feng found that this punch was quite simple, and Ji Lan may be a bit troublesome.
Sure enough, this punch seems ordinary, but with a powerful coercion.
The powerful coercion raged, and she firmly locked Ji Lan like a shackle, making her unable to move at all.
Ji Lan was shocked. She wanted to dodge, but she couldn't avoid it. She had to grit her teeth and banged out.
"Well!"
Two fists are connected fiercely together, stirring a spark, bright and eye -catching.
Zhao Yi was standing in place and his complexion was easy. He did not continue to launch an attack.
Although Ji Lan was also standing in place, she was pressed back. At this time, the five internal organs seemed to be moved. If they were not forcibly suppressed, they would have vomited blood.
Zhao Yi smiled lightly, "Miss Ji, you are a girl, so young, and such a cultivation is already very remarkable, I admire it."
"But I still want to persuade you, you are not my opponent, don't force me to fight with me anymore, otherwise you will hurt your foundation and you will lose it."
Ji Lan took a breath and rubbed his fist, "I never know what to admit defeat, see the tricks!"
After speaking, she banged out again.
Zhao Yi shook his head, "You are so stubborn! Since you have to fight, I am not polite."
Speaking, his fingers stretched out, and he pointed to Ji Lan's fist.
In the next second, his finger poked Ji Lan's fist, Ji Lan retreated again and again, his face instantly became pale.
Zhao Yi stands in place, "Ji Xiaolan, you hit my ice finger, if you are lucky, you will be frozen into ice sculpture immediately."
At this moment, Ji Lan only felt that a cold was spreading from his fist to the whole body, as if he had gone to the Arctic.
For a while, a cold box was made through her heart. There was a cold box on her skin.
"Ji Lan, how are you?"
Wang Dong and Wang Qiang brothers, thin monkeys are so anxious below.
Ji Lan wanted to speak, but he couldn't even open his mouth when he was frozen.
Soon, the frost on her skin gradually thickened, and slowly became a layer of ice.
"Miss Ji, you have lost." After Zhao Yi said, he turned and walked down.
At this time, Su Changhong hurried to the ring and looked at the thin monkey under the ring.
"Hahaha ... you lost, just kneel and call grandpa together."
The thin monkey hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth.
Zhao Yi's voice suddenly came over, "You better come up and kneel and call Grandpa. After a long time, it will cause permanent damage to Miss Ji's body."
"well!"
The thin monkey sighed, and then said to the two brothers of Wang Dong and Wang Qiang: "Brothers, we usually just talk about righteousness. Even if we lose our face, Ji Lan cannot suffer permanent damage."
Wang Dong and Wang Qiang helplessly nodded and had to follow the thin monkey to the ring.
At this time, the two martial arts disciples pushed a fat man on the ring and kicked him in the center of the earth.
The corner of the fat man's eyes was swollen, and it was obviously violently beaten.
"Fat, how did you be hit like this?"
The fat man cried loudly, "I'm sorry! It's all because of me, your talents ..."
"Don't cry!" The thin monkey drank angrily.
The cry of the fat man stopped abruptly.
Su Changhong poured his mouth, "Oh! Say well, bleed without crying."
"It's moving! Unfortunately, you are going to kneel and call Grandpa now. Starting immediately, five of you are the grandson of our martial arts all the people, hahaha ..."
Ji Lan hated gritting his teeth, but he couldn't move but couldn't move. His legs had been frozen, but he couldn't say it.
At this moment, Ji Lan suddenly felt a stream of flow to all parts of the body.
I don't know when Jiang Feng has appeared behind her, and one hand is on her back.
Jiang Feng only shot at this time. I wanted to see if Ji Lan's friends were enough.
I also want to see the face of these disciples of Wumeng. He once promised the master that he must match the Sanzha of the Martial Arts.
Soon, all the cold air on Ji Lan disappeared, and all the ice on her body turned into water, dripping onto the floor floor.
And Ji Lan's whole person was just like climbing from the river, and his body was soaked.
"Okay, let's take your friends!
Jiang Feng shot, Ji Lan was full of confidence, so he nodded.
"Let me follow me!"
Three thin monkeys followed Ji Lan to lift the platform, but their eyes were full of doubt.
Because Jiang Feng looks cultural and thin, and he is thin, I am afraid that Zhao Yi can position him in a punch.
"Ji Lan, can that kid do it?"
"Shut up! He is my master, Zhao Yi is miserable this time." Ji Lan took a provocative look towards Zhao Yi.
At this time, the disciples of the martial arts all turned their sights on Jiang Feng.
"Who is this guy?"
"This is also used, it must be the helper invited by Ji Lan!"
"Hum! I can’t be the opponent of the Zhao brother."
The disciples of the martial arts saw Zhao Yi's power with their own eyes. At this time, they were full of confidence in him.
The three elders on the stage stared at Jiang Feng intently, because no one could see Jiang Feng's cultivation.
Zhao Yi was even more dignified, because this person resolved his ice finger without the power to blow ash, and he was definitely a first -class master.
However, although Zhao Yi's expression was solemn, his heart was still full of confidence.
Because in the entire Longdu, he knows the famous masters.
But Jiang Feng, he still met for the first time.
Ji Lan had already put on his coat at this time and shouted towards Zhao Yi.
"My surname is Zhao, this time my master will deal with you, don't go up to fight?"
Zhao Yi was indifferent. He didn't jump up, but stepped on the ring step by step. Every time he took a step, a deep footprint was left on the ring.
However, Jiang Feng's face was not good, as if he didn't see it.
Finally, Zhao Yi walked in front of Jiang Feng, "I never hit an unknown generation."
Jiang Feng smiled, "My name is qualified to know, and never say that you know the ants."
Zhao Yi's eyes were shot with cold light, and the double punch was pinched into a fist.
"Okay! I will let you know that my ants are so powerful!"
He couldn't see Jiang Feng's cultivation, and knew that the person in front of him was absolutely powerful, so he brought out the killer 锏 锏 他.
Jiang Feng did not flashed or avoided, reached out his palm, and pinched the opponent's finger.
Zhao Yi's mouth raised a touch of victory, and then passed the ice from his fingers to Jiang Feng's palm.
But the next second, Zhao Yi's face stiffened.
He found that Han Bing's Qi Qi was constantly being sucked by Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng was not shown to be frozen.
So, he accelerated the rhythm to urge the qi to be true, and saw a blue gas visible to the naked eye, such as a tide, and continued to remit Jiang Feng's palm through his fingers.
Jiang Feng still did not change his face, and the blue gas was immediately absorbed by the body after removing his palm.
"How is this possible?" Zhao Yi's eyes were protruding and could not accept this fact.
The next second, Jiang Feng released his hand, "You are defeated!"
"ah!"
Zhao Yi was unwilling, there was an extra scimp in his hand, Leng Feng was like the moon, and he waved towards Jiang Feng's chest.
"Zhao Yi, you are too despicable!" Ji Lan saw this and was anxious to scold. In such a close range, it was a sneak attack. No one could avoid it.
On the main platform, the three elders secretly relieved, and they also determined that Jiang Feng could not avoid this sneak attack.
But next, they found that they were wrong. Jiang Feng not only avoided Zhao Yi's sneak attack, but also caused him an irreparable harm.
I saw Jiang Feng's double fingers stretched out, and easily pinched Zhao Yi's blade. He broke the blade of the scimitar with the power of double finger, and then he clasped the blade with his double fingers and slammed into Zhao.
Righteous shoulder.
"Yeah! We won." Ji Lan was relieved, and then stretched out the two fingers in the food.
At this moment, the three elders on the main platform flew down at the same time and surrounded Jiang Feng in the middle.
"Boy, just competes for martialocketic, how can you hurt people?"
Ji Lan screamed anxiously, "Do you want to be shameful? Is it Zhao Yi attacked my master? Can't my master return hands?"
One of the elders's faces is like a yin, "but Zhao Yi didn't hurt him! Now the injured is Zhao Yi, we have killed this boy."
"Too shameless!" Ji Lan gritted his teeth, "We fight with you."
"It's okay!" Jiang Feng waved his hand, "Ji Lan, you don't have to worry, just use the three of them, I don’t look at it."