Chapter 297 Incompetent Fury
Buzz!
The aura that surged out of the middle-aged man whom Long Zhetian called Uncle Lei at this moment was like an infinite ocean, covering the whole place, giving people a sense of vastness like an abyss and a prison.
At this moment, the eyes of all the Sword Sect members, including the sect leader, changed.
Long Zhetian came prepared as expected. This time, he actually brought a great monk in the supernatural power realm with heavenly cultivation from the ancient Thunder Sword Arms behind him.
This made many people despair for a moment.
Including the encouragement and excitement given to everyone by Ye Feng's victory over Long Zhetian just now, all of them disappeared in an instant.
Because at this time, the middle-aged man in green clothes didn't have to do anything or say anything. He just stood there, exuding a trace of energy, like a giant beast rising and falling, as if the emperor was coming, which instantly made people feel desperate and deep. Deep powerlessness.
"The power fluctuation is so strong, it's like a wild beast standing there."
Ye Feng's eyes were filled with a hint of shock at this time.
Sure enough, a true great monk in the realm of supernatural power possesses a level of strength that reaches the heavens.
Crunch!
At this moment, just standing there, the middle-aged man made Ye Feng's entire golden body crackle. He felt that his spine was suddenly pressed against a high mountain. It was extremely heavy and his body was shaking. It would be broken by that terrible pressure.
Long Zhetian was extremely happy at this time. He stared at Ye Feng and said with a cruel smile: "Ye Feng, you are dead! You are dead! You have no background. Even if you win, you will die. What are you going to do with me?" I fight?”
Long Zhetian's mentality was completely broken at this time. He just wanted to use the power of the middle-aged man to completely obliterate Ye Feng.
At this moment, the middle-aged man glanced at Long Zhetian and couldn't help but sigh, the young master of his family still
It's the same as before. As long as there is a little failure or setback, I will become so irritable and will only be incompetent and furious.
But after all, Long Zhetian is the young master of their Thunder Sword Arms Department.
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng, who was not far away, and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "You, a young man, are indeed amazingly talented. A small and remote place like the Great Yan Dynasty can produce a young genius like you who was born and raised here." , It is not easy, but after all, you are young, daring, and have no inhibitions, and you have offended the young master of our Thunder Sword Arms Department, so you can only die today. "
The middle-aged man spoke, his tone was extremely indifferent and calm from beginning to end, as if he was just telling a result.
He walked towards Ye Feng, very calmly. Obviously in the eyes of this middle-aged man, everything in the Dayan Dynasty, including Ye Feng, was just a child's play.
"This farce must end."
The middle-aged man said and grabbed Ye Feng with one hand.
Buzz!
Ye Feng was immediately shocked to find that the space around him was immediately blocked when the middle-aged man stretched out a hand.
Dang Dang Dang!
Dang Dang Dang!
Ye Feng blasted around wildly, but the golden fist hit the surrounding void space, only making crisp sounds like the collision of steel.
Obviously, the magical power monk's method was incredible. In an instant, the space around Ye Feng became as hard as magical iron, making it impossible for Ye Feng to escape!
"Hahaha, Ye Feng, let me see how you die now!!"
Long Zhetian made a sound of great excitement and killing at this time.
He didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to watch Ye Feng die tragically in front of his eyes.
No matter what means he uses, he will let everyone who disobeys him die! Buzz!
The aura that surged out of the middle-aged man whom Long Zhetian called Uncle Lei at this moment was like an infinite ocean, covering the whole place, giving people a sense of vastness like an abyss and a prison.
At this moment, the eyes of all the Sword Sect members, including the sect leader, changed.
As expected, Long Zhetian came prepared. This time, he actually brought a great monk in the supernatural power realm with heavenly cultivation from the ancient Thunder Sword Arms behind him.
This made many people despair for a moment.
Including the encouragement and excitement given to everyone by Ye Feng's victory over Long Zhetian just now, all of them disappeared in an instant.
Because at this time, the middle-aged man in green clothes didn't have to do anything or say anything. He just stood there, exuding a trace of energy, like a giant beast rising and falling, as if the emperor was coming, which instantly made people feel desperate and deep. Deep powerlessness.
"The power fluctuation is so strong, it's like a wild beast standing there."
Ye Feng's eyes were filled with a hint of shock at this time.
Sure enough, a true great monk in the realm of supernatural power possesses a level of strength that reaches the heavens.
Crunch!
At this moment, just standing there, the middle-aged man made Ye Feng's entire golden body crackle. He felt that his spine was suddenly pressed against a high mountain. It was extremely heavy and his body was shaking. It would be broken by that terrible pressure.
Long Zhetian was extremely happy at this time. He stared at Ye Feng and said with a cruel smile: "Ye Feng, you are dead! You are dead! You have no background. Even if you win, you will die. What are you going to do with me?" I fight?”
Long Zhetian's mentality was completely broken at this time. He just wanted to use the power of the middle-aged man to completely obliterate Ye Feng.
At this moment, the middle-aged man glanced at Long Zhetian and couldn't help but sigh, the young master of his family still
It's the same as before. As long as there is a little failure or setback, I will become so irritable and will only be incompetent and furious.
But after all, Long Zhetian is the young master of their Thunder Sword Arms Department.
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng, who was not far away, and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "You, a young man, are indeed amazingly talented. A small and remote place like the Great Yan Dynasty can produce a young genius like you who was born and raised here." , It is not easy, but after all, you are young, daring, and have no inhibitions, and you have offended the young master of our Thunder Sword Arms Department, so you can only die today. "
The middle-aged man spoke, his tone was extremely indifferent and calm from beginning to end, as if he was just telling a result.
He walked towards Ye Feng, very calmly. Obviously in the eyes of this middle-aged man, everything in the Dayan Dynasty, including Ye Feng, was just a child's play.
"This farce must end."
The middle-aged man said and grabbed Ye Feng with one hand.
Buzz!
Ye Feng was immediately shocked to find that the space around him was immediately blocked when the middle-aged man stretched out a hand.
Dang Dang Dang!
Dang Dang Dang!
Ye Feng blasted around wildly, but the golden fist hit the surrounding void space, only making crisp sounds like the collision of steel.
Obviously, the magical power monk's method was incredible. In an instant, the space around Ye Feng became as hard as magical iron, making it impossible for Ye Feng to escape!
"Hahaha, Ye Feng, let me see how you die now!!"
Long Zhetian made a sound of great excitement and killing at this time.
He didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to watch Ye Feng die tragically in front of his eyes.
No matter what means he uses, he will let everyone who disobeys him die!
