Chapter 1079： Tang San lost

​Faced with Tang San in this state.

Ye Feng knew that it would be useless to say anything now.

He can only wake him up with his fist first!

"Lei Dun! Zidian! Shuang Lei Zhen!"

Ye Feng threw the already riddled Ninja Knife on the ground, both hands were bursting with purple thunder, and the two-handed version of the purple lightning thunder cut towards Tang San's Eight Spider Lances with lightning speed.

Zi Zi Zi!

Click!

what! what! what!

Although the Eight Spider Lances were extremely sharp, in front of the purple version of Lei Che, the Eight Spider Lances snapped like eight bamboo poles.

Even though the Eight Spider Lances had an external spirit bone, it was already integrated with Tang San's body. The feeling of the Eight Spider Lances breaking was the same as the feeling of ribs breaking, which caused Tang San to cry out in pain. Voice.

But Tang San didn't know.

Ye Feng was also afraid that Tang San would hurt, so he thoughtfully numbed Tang San's wound with electric current, otherwise Tang San would only feel more pain.

"Uchiha Madara! You give me a blow!"

Although Tang San was in pain, he did not give up lightly.

He endured the pain of the eight spider spear being severed, his body rotated in the air, and the blue silver grass with his right hand retracted, turning into a posture of holding a hammer with both hands. The small black hammer that was only a foot long in the middle was lifted high and smashed towards the top of Ye Feng's head. The weight of the hammer even caused the air to be distorted. It was truly a Clear Sky Hammer!

"Hey..."

Ye Feng sighed secretly.

Xiao San really deserves to be the protagonist of the seriousness. This kind of perseverance and perseverance is worth learning from him!

Unlike someone in his night, except when doing something wrong, he has never encountered a time when he needs to exert his perseverance.

It's too late to say, then fast.

The black clear sky hammer fell from the sky with the supreme majesty.

If this hammer is smashed, even a defensive spirit master like Zao Wou-ki will have to be crushed if he is not mentally prepared.

But the night wind did not flash!

Raiden Chakra activated the body's cells to the extreme.

Ye Feng raised his left hand, his five fingers resembling a sky hook, abruptly from bottom to top, grabbing the oncoming Clear Sky Hammer.

boom!

After a muffled sound.

Cobweb-like cracks appeared in the arena under Ye Feng's feet, and the entire arena seemed to collapse at any time, but Ye Feng held the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand straight, with a relaxed and calm expression on his face.

"Tang San, you lost."

A faint voice fell.

Uncontrollable despair revealed in Tang San's pupils.

Even my strongest form can't make him show a trace of panic, how strong is his true strength!

Brother Feng!

sorry!

This man can only be defeated by you personally!

Thought of this.

There was a plop.

Tang San's legs were weak, and his whole body was weak. If Ye Feng didn't raise his hand to help him, he would almost kneel to the ground.

"Tang San, you are already very good, you are a respectable opponent, go on your own, I will not give you away." Ye Feng said lightly.

Heard this.

Tang San glanced at Ye Feng with complicated eyes.

Go down by yourself?

It's not bad.

If he were kicked down like Xiao Wu, he might really feel ashamed.

On the VIP table.

Salas gasped.

What's happening here?

What was going on just now?

If you analyze it from the surface phenomenon, the guy named Uchiha Madara just used a yellow first spirit ring, and he won the battle with a ten thousand year spirit ring, a spirit bone, and a clear sky hammer. Tang San?

What about it?

Is this kidding me?

Lao Tzu may not be able to do it, right?

All in all, Salas couldn't believe the scene he had just seen.

This is completely inconsistent with the correct outlook on life, values, and world outlook that he has formed over the years.

"Qinghe, you are fine, fine, very fine." The Great Xueye didn't say much, but said three good hellos to Qian Renxue.

It's not that Emperor Xueye's low level of education has left him poor in his words.

He was so emotional.

Fortunately!

Fortunately, my son Qinghe found this excellent team!

My Heaven Dou Empire Royal Family will definitely become the most shining star in the Elite Soul Master Competition of the Advanced Soul Master Academy in the whole continent!

"I... I didn't expect him to be so strong... I can only say that it was God's will..." Qian Renxue stood up and behaved very respectfully, after all, his father is the emperor.

But Qian Renxue did not expect him to be so strong!

Although Qian Renxue was rescued that day, she found the bodies of the two snakes outside, but she always thought that Ye Feng just led her to escape from the mouth of that snake, and that snake was the other one that killed the other. Killed by the master of the snake.

Look now.

Did he kill the snake?

He seems to have this strength!

After all, the snake burned its own essence and blood, fought against Soul Sage A and Soul Sage B, and fought with himself all the way, perhaps the final true strength has been less than 20,000 years.

"Brother Sa, I heard that your Martial Arts Hall team is also very strong this year, don't know how it compares to Uchiha Madara?" Prince Xuexing smiled faintly.

Look at it.

What if I drove away Shrek Academy?

The imperial family of the Heaven Dou Empire is the destiny of the destiny. After a Shrek is gone, won’t there be a Yingba Academy?

"First, my last name is Sara, not Sa."

"Second, the team of my Soul Hall is of course very strong. Is it comparable to Uchiha Madara?"

"Third, you are the prince of the district, and you deserve to be called a brother to me?"

Salas was very angry at first, and every time Prince Xue Xing pretended to beep in front of him, he naturally bashed back.

"You!" Prince Xue Xing wanted to go wild, but considering that Salas was even stronger than Dream Machine, he abruptly endured it.

no way.

In the face of absolute power, the status of his prince is not worth mentioning.

.........

Ring direction.

Xiao Wu had already jumped onto the ring, carefully checked Tang San's injuries, sighed, and helped him off the ring.

Ye Feng began to heal Tang San's injuries.

"Brother Feng, don't force it later, if it's not easy to fight, just give up in time." After hesitating for a while, Tang San finally said this to Ye Feng.

"Little San! What do you mean! You don't even believe that Brother Feng can win!"

Xiao Wu curled her lips.

Even Ming Erming can't do anything about Feng, so what is the mere Uchiha Madara?

"Hey... I didn't mean that..." Tang San sighed.

"Stop talking, I understand, you just need to heal your wounds at ease." Ye Feng patted Tang San on the shoulder, and smiled softly.

"Tang San, you just said on the stage that Uchiha Madara said that he is actually the night breeze. What does this mean?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.