1189 A Divine Blade
1189 A divine blade
"Junior is arrogant, today I want to learn from you." Wang Tian's face was gloomy, his big hand reached out and grabbed Ye Feng. This claw contained terrifying power, tearing through the void, like a divine blade. I want to kill Ye Feng here.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he punched out.
"Boom."
His fist was extremely terrifying, bringing up a blazing and dazzling flame, like a meteor streaking across the sky, colliding with Wang Tian.
"Crack!"
The next moment, the sound of broken bones echoed around.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Wang Tian's left arm was broken.
"How...how could this happen?"
Wang Tian's eyes widened and almost fell down, with an expression of disbelief.
You know, he is a powerful demigod, with combat power comparable to that of an intermediate demigod.
However, such a demigod was actually defeated, injured by a little Innate Martial Master, and even had his left arm broken?
This is fake!
Wang Mingyang was also dumbfounded.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Who are you?" Wang Mingyang asked in shock and anger.
"Humph!" Ye Feng snorted coldly and did not answer, but continued to walk towards the depths of the sky.
"Seeking death." Wang Mingyang was furious. He jumped up and shot out. He spread his fingers and pressed down on Ye Feng in the air.
This blow is the unique secret skill of the Master Bed Master Mansion - Destroying the World Without Punishment!
As Wang Mingyang took action, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, electric snakes were swimming, and strong winds were raging. The sky became gray, as if the end was approaching, and the scene was extremely terrifying.
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped, Wang Mingyang was a demigod, and his strength was much more powerful than the young man with the sword just now. Such an attack was enough to destroy any city.
"Boy, suffer death!" Wang Mingyang smiled ferociously, with a ferocious look in his eyes, already convinced that Ye Feng was bound to die.
However, at the moment when Wang Mingyang's palm was about to fall on Ye Feng, Ye Feng suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand and slapped Wang Mingyang like a mosquito.
Bang!
Wang Mingyang's palm suddenly shattered into pieces, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
"Ah, damn it." Wang Mingyang cried out in pain, backed up quickly, and looked at Ye Feng with a pale face. He simply couldn't believe that his majestic demigod [Tang Ran] would lose in front of ten Martial Masters?
Moreover, this Innate Martial Master is still so young, which makes it even more difficult for him to accept.
At this time, Ye Feng raised his foot and kicked Wang Mingyang away.
puff!
Blood splattered, and Wang Mingyang fell to the ground. A look of horror appeared on his face, and he shouted in horror: "You are not an Innate Martial Master. Are you a Foundation Building master?"
"Foundation Building environment? Hahahaha? What a joke." Hearing this, everyone laughed.
"This kid must be hiding his strength."
"I didn't expect that he was a strong person in the Foundation Building realm. No wonder he could kill Qin Haonan and Qin Tianlong, but our palace is not easy to mess with.
"That's right, so what if he is a strong person in the Foundation Building realm? He is not alone. We have seven masters here, enough to suppress him, and the prince will arrive soon.
A group of people talked incessantly, full of contempt for Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention and walked straight into the cave.
