Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Chen Feng vs Yang Jingtian!

"I have prepared for him. This time he won the gift. The last time he was 16 years old, we couldn't get back to the clan. This time, we should make up for him."

This middle-aged man is Yang Chao, the inner sect elder. He is Yang Jingtian's uncle. The burly old man next to him is the supreme elder of neizong, Yang Buyi.

Yang Chao clearly believes that Yang Jingtian will definitely win.

Yang Buyan glanced at him and looked a little unhappy. His son was not young, but he was still so frivolous, but he was embarrassed to embarrass him in front of so many people.

He said faintly, "Chen Feng is not weak. There must be a fierce fight today."

Yang Chao didn't understand his father's mind yet. He laughed and said, "what kind of apprentice can that waste teach?"

Other elders around also echoed.

At this time, suddenly there was a shriek breaking through the air from the horizon, and a man in black came plunging into the air.

This black robed man, tall and dignified, showed a thick momentum like a mountain, which made people feel like kneeling and submission. On his black robe, there is a mountain embroidered with gold thread. If you look carefully, it is the mountain where qianyuanzong is located.

The crowd immediately issued a exclamation: "the Lord is here, too."

On the ridge, all neizong elders knelt on one knee, and the supreme elder bent down together and said in unison, "welcome the Lord."

Only Xu Lao and the old man next to him were still sitting.

It turned out that it was the leader of neizong, Guan Nantian.

Guan Nantian took his seat at the top of the cliff, where there was a seat only for him. He smiled, nodded slowly at Xu Lao and the old man, and then said faintly, "sit down, everyone. Today, I come here. I just heard that two new young heroes in the sect are going to have a war, so come and have a look."

This statement shocked everyone even more. Many disciples of neizong have not seen the sect leader so far, but they didn't expect that the sect leader would watch the martial arts competition between two disciples who had just entered neizong for three months.

"The patriarch really attached great importance to the two of them. He even came to see them personally, which is worthy of being the golden generation."

"Don't forget that the four words" golden generation "were first passed on from the patriarch."

"Who did you say the patriarch came to see today? Yang Jingtian or Chen Feng?"

"Nonsense, do you need to talk about it? Of course, it's Yang Jingtian."

Everyone talked, and at this time, Chen Feng and Yang Jingtian had also stood on the stage of life and death, three feet apart.

Zhao duanliu waited for Guan Nantian to finish, then waved his hand slightly and said in a deep voice, "the final battle of the rookie list qualifying, start!"

"Waste, are you ready to die?" Yang Jingtian looked at Chen Feng, with a grim smile on his mouth, and said in a cold voice.

Chen Feng said lightly, "it's still a dilemma who wins and who loses today. You can't talk too full."

"Really? Why don't I think it's a paradox?" Yang Jingtian laughed, and suddenly shouted in an extremely overbearing voice, "today, the only winner is me, Yang Jingtian! And you, you will not only lose, but also be crushed into meat."

He laughed wildly and said, "Chen Feng, I'm going to see you today, your useless dead Master."

After saying this, Chen Feng's face immediately became cold, narrowed his eyes, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and stared at Yang Jingtian.

Master Yan Qingyu is his most respected person. Others humiliate his master, absolutely not. This is his inverse scale.

"Waste, die!" Yang Jingtian snorted coldly and suddenly slapped his palms. It was the broken wave palm.

Breaking waves, nine heavy days, nine heavy waves, each with tens of thousands of pounds of power, slapped out at Chen Feng. Ordinary disciples, if they are touched by this broken wave jiuchongtian, their bones will be broken, their tendons will be broken, and their internal organs will be broken.

But Chen Feng was not in a hurry. He took a misty step and made a mistake under his feet, which was to avoid the breaking wave jiuchongtian, and then walked around Yang Jingtian's side. The index finger of his right hand turned jade white and pointed towards Yang Jingtian's temple.

The following people exclaimed, "here comes another finger. Will Yang Jingtian also die under this finger?"

Of course, this is impossible. Can Yang Jingtian's strength be compared with those people Chen Feng met before? Besides, he had studied Chen Feng's combat method long before, and knew that Chen Feng would come, so he had long been on guard. Yang Jingtian laughed loudly, and also showed a very esoteric footwork, retreated to one side, and then slapped his hands again. Breaking waves, Jiuchong sky roared again.

Only this time, there was a little more chill in the broken wave Jiuchong sky, and it seemed that there were many ice cubes in the wave.

He just skillfully integrated the ice and snow Gang Qi into the broken wave Jiuchong sky, reduced the surrounding temperature, delayed Chen Feng's action, and made Chen Feng's action slow. He was also very afraid of Chen Feng's mysterious footwork.