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Ye Feng's advice was ineffective, there was no more nonsense to speak, the Profound Qi's suggestion, was to fight.

This Luo Mansion disciple was here to be abused, so Ye Feng was not courteous at all.

Clenching his fist, Profound Strength surged out, and a fist that exceeded the first level of Martial King burst out like a cannonball. In the next second, the cannonball ruthlessly collided with the Luo Mansion disciple's fist.

Ka-cha.

The sound of bones breaking sounded out. The disciple with Luo Mansion screamed and was sent flying, the bones of his entire right arm were shattered into fifty pieces. The broken bones had pierced through his skin and revealed his appearance.

Ye Feng didn't even look at him and prepared to use his movement technique to leave. Unexpectedly, that damn fatty Luo Mansion pounced towards him and hugged his leg, and clamored: "This time, even if you beat me to death, I won't let you go."

Ye Feng felt a headache. Without wasting any words, he punched the dead fatty's face.

The damn fatty's face caved in, his teeth almost fell out of his mouth. His mouth was full of blood, and his head tilted to the side as he fainted.

However, this damn fatty was really holding onto Ye Feng's thigh tightly, like an iron pincer.

Bringing along a dead fatty while sprinting, of course he couldn't be fast, he had to get rid of him.

Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! *

Ye Feng's temper flared. He immediately twisted off the fatty's hand and threw him far, far away.

This damn fatty was so annoying, he wanted to throw him far away.

At this time, other disciples rushed over angrily.

Looking around, he saw that they were still Huang Mansion and Xiao Lu.

Ye Feng's face turned serious.

A cold light flashed across their eyes. Without saying a word, they rushed over.

Ye Feng did not want to fight with them, because he knew that the more time he wasted, the more people would come and it would be harder to escape.

Therefore, when the Sky Shadow Flying Wings was unleashed, it transformed into a afterimage as it whizzed forward.

Qian Hao's eyes congealed, and his cultivation instantly erupted. Using his movement technique, he crazily chased after him: "Ye Feng, if you have the guts, don't run."

"Haha." Ye Feng laughed out loud, "Idiot sow, if you have the ability, come up and hit me."

Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, his face changed as he rushed forward to see the two Shen Mansion disciples.

Ye Feng immediately turned and flew to the other side, but he was helpless as the Zheng Mansion disciples rushed over.

"Ye Feng, you can't run anymore." Guo Yun's cold voice came out, "All around, hold on."

Abruptly, the Void Energy surged and a big yellow hand came down from above Ye Feng's head. Ye Feng only felt the sky collapsing and in that moment, he felt a huge mountain above his head, and the ground beneath his feet started collapsing inch by inch.

With a loud shout in his heart, the Mudra in Ye Feng's hand changed. With lightning flashing in his hand, the Thunder Extinguishing Fist shot up into the sky and struck the yellow coloured hand.

Bang.

The sound was ear-piercing and the entire space was like a roaring sea. The Profound Qi roared as the trees and rocks around shattered.

Ye Feng landed on the ground and couldn't help but take two steps back. His face was pale white, and his expression became even more unsightly when he looked at Guo Yun. His lips trembled, and he was forced five steps back.

In other words, Ye Feng would win in this battle.

Guo Yun's heart felt extremely bitter, it was hard to imagine that Ye Feng was slightly stronger than him.

Is this even a Ninth Level of Martial General?

Is this the normal first level of Martial King?

However, although Ye Feng was slightly stronger than Guo Yun, but at the same time, Qian Hao, Shyo, Lin Tian and the rest had already surrounded him.

"It's over, Ye Feng is going to be abused."

"This time, Ye Feng will be crippled."

"…"

The disciples around the arena were discussing amongst themselves.

Besides the Great Elder, who shook his head, the other elders also revealed a trace of a smile.

Group fighting with Ye Feng, that was what they wanted to see happen.

Dong Chun, Jia Fei and Huang Shan were so nervous that their breathing became hurried.

Ye Chen clenched his fists as he stared at the remaining one-fifth of the cigarette on the stage.

As long as he finished burning this cigarette, he would rush into the Posterior Mountain to save Ye Feng.

At that moment, Ye Feng looked around at the 10 people of the 4 residences, his face gloomy.

Five first stage Martial King s, six Ninth Level of Martial Lord Stage!

With this kind of strength, honestly, even if Ye Feng could use Chaos Dragon Cauldron Divine Ability, Ye Feng did not have the confidence to defeat them all. Furthermore, these idiots could not be killed, otherwise, it would be fine to just use one sword technique.

Brain pain.

However, Ye Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and calculated the time. It was about time, as long as he could endure for a while, when the time was up, with his father's temper, he would definitely come in.

If he could persevere for a while, Ye Feng was confident that he would succeed.

"Hahaha, Ye Feng, let's see how you can still act so arrogantly now." Qian Hao laughed complacently, "Just wait for us to gang up on you."

"Haha, run! Keep running!" Why aren't you running anymore? " Lin Tian mocked.

"Isn't your formation very useful?" Why aren't we using our formations anymore? " Zou Run was sarcastic.

The other disciples also mocked and ridiculed Ye Feng.

"Stop wasting time with him. Let's attack together, as long as we don't beat him to death." Qian Hao said.

"Go, hit him."

The group of people jeered, then made their move one after another, and pounced towards Ye Feng.

"If you want to fight, then come." Ye Feng bellowed, his cultivation exploding out, at the moment, a berserk Qi surging out from his body, causing the surrounding space to distort.

"First stage of Martial King!"

"He is indeed at the first stage of Martial King!"

"…"

Sensing the berserk Qi on Ye Feng's body, the eyes of the disciples started to burn.

When the disciples around the arena saw this, they were so shocked that their jaws almost fell off.

Ye Feng had always been a weak chicken in front of them, and was known as trash. Only now did they truly understand Ye Feng's true strength.

But, when did Ye Feng possess such strength?

Everyone was confused.

The few Elders in the viewing gallery were all incomparably shocked as well.

Who is Ye Feng? They were extremely clear that this trash, who had not broken through in several years, actually possessed the strength of the first level of Martial King.

It was strange.

They only thought that Ye Feng had been hiding it all this while.

The one who was excited was Ye Chen.

As Ye Feng's father, Ye Chen had always wished to see Ye Feng become capable.

Right now, the strength Ye Feng had displayed was already far more than enough.

Now, even if he died, he would be at ease.

"Extreme Collapsing Fist!"

"Primeval Palm."

"Desolate Kick."

"Golden Dragon Blade!"

"…"

Several Martial Cultivator s of the Four Palaces unleashed their martial skills at Ye Feng alone, making the disciples on the stage stop breathing.

Ye Chen, Huang Shan, Jia Fei and Dong Chun were extremely nervous, as if they were fighting against those martial skills.

Ye Feng's expression was also grave and serious. Opening his heart, Phantom Step stepped out and his figure moved like a ghost, drifting erratically and dodging the dangerous attacks.

The ground was crushed, and strong gales howled. The Profound Qi rose to a higher level like ocean waves.

Swoosh.

Ye Feng rushed out of the smoke and dust, his face pale white and without blood, panting.

"Sky Breaking Finger!" Suddenly, a cold shout came from behind. It was who had erupted with a middle grade Yellow Rank martial skill from behind, "I want to burst your chrysanthemum."

Ye Feng's gaze turned cold, and he turned around to face it with a palm...