Chapter 825

The anti shock force produced by the broken bell and drum is really terrible. He can't help but make Ye Feng's body vibrate. He tries his best to resist with the strength he understands.

The destruction of the storm gradually dispersed, Ye Feng surrounded by a strange luster, but was not affected by the force at all.

Zhou fan not far away was not so lucky. Perhaps he was shocked by Ye Feng playing the seventh bell and drum. Zhou fan didn't resist the destructive shock force released by the broken bell and drum in the first time.

At the moment, his clothes on his body were incomplete, with bloodstains, and he looked extremely embarrassed. If he was not powerful, he would have been swallowed up by the terrible anti shock force.

Quiet, the space is quiet, as if everything is still at this moment, the crowd's eyes are staring at the figure of young people in white standing on the high platform, and they can't speak for a short time.

Just a moment ago, a young man in Shenwu's six realms, who had been ridiculed by them, played the seventh bell and drum, equalizing the air flight record created by Aofeng, the God of war, thousands of years ago.

This record has always been a dream pursued by many young people of the Holy Spirit sect, but no one can break this dream after many years.

Until now, this dream has been broken by a young man who has just joined the holy theocracy.

He had only 60% of the cultivation of Shenwu, but his strength was appalling. Before the six bells and drums, the young man played them all with his pure physical strength.

When it comes to the seventh bell and drum, the young man no longer uses pure physical strength to release his other attributes and abilities. He not only plays the seventh bell and drum, but also, because of the strong attack power, the seventh bell and drum are completely exploded under his terrible fist!

It can be seen that the power of this young man's fist just released should be more terrifying than the proud wind of the God of war thousands of years ago!

How could that be possible

An unbelievable voice broke the silence of the scene, and most of the people on the scene woke up from the shock.

One by one, they looked at Ye Feng's figure on the high platform, and their pupils were full of unbelievable brilliance.

Before that, who would have thought that such a young man in Shenwu's six levels of state should have equalled the bombardment record of Aofeng, the God of war, for thousands of years.

Zhou fan's eyes twinkled and his face was very ugly. At the moment, he looked very embarrassed and wanted to find a ground to drill in.

Below the platform, Chen Chuhan, Liu Shiyun, Zuo Tao and those top talents look different, but their hearts have reached the peak of shock. I just feel my body is constantly trembling, I don't know what to say for a while.

Ye Feng's eyes are deep. He stands proud on the high platform and glances at the crowd below. He doesn't pay attention to Zhou fan, who is in great distress at the moment, and flies down from the high platform.

"Big brother, great!"

At the moment, the meteor and he Zijian look very wonderful, looking at Ye Feng with a faint smile, happy for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng did not choose to bombard the eighth bell and drum. He knew that he was a new comer. If he had not breathed for the meteor, he would not have been on the stage to bombard the bell and drum.

Therefore, he does not want to be too dazzling. If he successfully bombards the eighth bell and drum, it will be tantamount to breaking a belief in the heart of the Holy Spirit sect for thousands of years. He does not want to do this, and he does not want to be the belief of others. He is him.

All people's eyes are still focused on Ye Feng's body, the shock in the heart is still not subsided.

"Second brother, how is your injury?"

Ye Feng naturally doesn't pay attention to other people's eyes and asks for a meteor.

"Brother he has healed my wounds. It's no longer a problem."

The meteor smiles and nods to Ye Feng. He was injured by Zhou fan's beam, but it is not so serious.

"I didn't expect this brother's strength to be so excellent. It's ridiculous that Chen Chu has no eyes."

At this time, a young man did not come to Ye Feng. His eyes were bright and bright. He opened his mouth to Ye Feng and said, "brother, I admire you for your strength, but I don't know what the real combat effectiveness is. Would you like us to have a look at it?"

The young man speaking is also a top talent who will enter the secret mansion of Tongtian on behalf of the holy God sect in a few days.

His name is "Yao Jie". He is the peak state of Shenwu. He understands the power of two kinds of potential in the later stage of entering the body state. He wakes up the fighting spirit of the double green ranks. His natural combat effectiveness is extremely powerful in the same realm.

As soon as Yao Jie's words were spoken, the eyes of all the people present were frozen. Although Yao Jie's words were extremely polite, all the people present were extremely clever and could naturally hear the implied sounds in the other party's words.

The bombardment of bells and drums is very one-sided. It can only test the physical strength of Wuxiu and its comprehension of the power of potential, which can not represent the real combat effectiveness of Wuxiu.

The reason why Aofeng, the God of war, was able to spread for thousands of years in the holy God sect and became a generation of belief is not only because of the series of records he left in the martial arts arena.

Thousands of years ago, the Taixu state was turbulent, and all the parties were arrogant and contending for supremacy. In such an era, the God of war Aofeng rose in the shengshenzong and made great contributions to the shengshenzong and became a legend. It is called the God of war.His fame has already spread throughout the whole Taixu realm, but it is not just because of these records. Aofeng, the God of war, was a real peak figure thousands of years ago. One or two records simply can't represent his strength.

Just like Ye Feng at the moment, even if he played the seventh bell and drum, and Ping Zhanshen's arrogant wind's bombardment record, he could not really test his real combat effectiveness.

What's more, Ye Feng played the seventh bell and drum, which caused a great stir in the whole martial arts arena. The sound of the drum filled the whole shengshenzong. It even alarmed many powerful people in the shengshenzong, which covered all the talented people in the song Shenzong.

As a top figure, Yao Jie is naturally dissatisfied with Ye Feng. He has his own pride, but now he has been oppressed by Ye Feng, a man with six levels of martial arts. Yao Jie is not willing to.

No doubt, he wanted to make Ye Feng the target of all the people in the martial arts arena. He was just a man of the six levels of Shenwu. Even if he could play the bell and drum on the lacquer surface, his real combat effectiveness would not be much stronger.

At that time, once crushed by people, the sensation caused by Ye Feng will naturally be greatly discounted, and Yao Jie will achieve his goal.

Not only Yao Jie, but also many people present had similar ideas in their hearts. They didn't want Ye Feng to appear in the limelight and overshadow them.

"No interest."

Ye Feng's eyes sweep over Yao Jie's body and speak indifferently. Naturally, he can see the meaning of the other party. However, Ye Feng never likes to be led by the nose. When the other party asks him to show his strength, he will show it. What is he? Is he the servant of the other party?

"Second brother, let's go."

Then, Ye Feng's eyes fell on the meteor's body and spoke faintly. As for he Zijian, who was the protector of Zhou fan's road, Ye Feng did not want the other party to contact him.

The meteor nods to Ye Feng, and then, they want to step away.

"Why is this brother so shameless? There are battle platforms in the martial arts arena. I just want to compete with my brother. I think it's not just me who is present, but many people have such ideas. It's just a simple competition. Are you afraid of losing? "

See Ye Feng want to leave, Yao Jie's body flash, but directly blocked in front of Ye Feng and meteor, eyes flashing with the edge of the road.

"I said, no interest, please get out of the way."

Ye Feng frowns slightly, which Yao Jie is a little too much.

"Who do you really think you are? Elder martial brother Yao wants to invite you to fight. Is it your honor to play the bell and drum with seven faces and be arrogant?"

Somewhere, a cold voice came over. The words were ironic. Obviously, the speaker was Yao Jie.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed a sharp light, he did not think of any limelight, just for the meteor, but do not want these people are eager to step on him.

"If you refuse again and again, I guess you must be afraid. If you don't fight, you can admit defeat to me now and I will let you leave!"

Yao Jie's mouth outlined a satirical smile, arrogantly opened his mouth, but directly let Ye Feng admit defeat to him.

"What kind of thing are you? It will make my big brother admit defeat to you, and don't pee."

The indignation of meteor's face, Yao Jieyue said more and more.

Ye Feng patted the shoulder of shooting star. Then, he turned his eyes to Yao Jie and said, "how do you want to fight?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes flashed. It was obvious that Ye Feng said this on purpose to promise Yao Jie a war.

Yao Jie sneered and said, "fight fairly on the stage. Don't worry. I'll be lighter and try not to hurt you."

"Good."

Ye Feng nodded. He knew that in this situation, it was impossible for him to leave.

Seeing Ye Feng nodding, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on Yao Jie's face. Then, he flew up and wasted in the air. His body was like a streamer, and fell on a huge battle platform hundreds of feet away.

The author WanMu Zhengrong said: after the third shift, please don't wait. Today is so much.

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