Chapter 825: Yao Jie

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The counter-shock force generated by the fragmentation of the bell and drum was really terrifying, and Ye Feng couldn't help but shake his body, and he fully used his comprehend power to resist.

The destruction storm gradually dissipated, and Ye Feng was surrounded by a strange luster, without being affected by that force.

Zhou Fan, who was not far away, was not so lucky. Perhaps he was shocked when Ye Feng played the seventh bell and drum. Zhou Fan did not immediately resist the devastating counter-shock force released by the fragmentation of the bell and drum.

At this moment, he, with incomplete clothing on his body, with traces of blood stains, looked extremely embarrassed. If he were not strong, he would have been swallowed by the terrible counter-shock force.

Quiet, there was silence in the space, as if everything was still at this moment, the crowd stared blankly at the figure of the white-clothed youth standing proudly on the high platform, unable to speak for a short time.

Just now, a young figure in the Sixth Realm of Shenwu who was ridiculed by them in every possible way, played the seventh bell and drum, setting the empty record of the **** of war Aofeng created thousands of years ago.

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

Up to this moment, this dream was broken by a young figure who had just joined the Holy Spirit Sect.

He only has the cultivation base of the Shenwu 60% realm, but his strength is horribly powerful. Before the six-sided bells and drums, this young man tightly used pure physical power to play them all.

At the seventh bell and drum, the youth no longer uses pure physical power and releases other physical abilities. Not only does the seventh bell and drum sound, but because the attack power is too strong, the seventh bell The drum was completely blown apart under his terrifying fist!

It can be seen how terrifying the power of a fist that this young man has just released is probably stronger than the **** of war proud wind thousands of years ago!

"How is it possible, how is this possible?"

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

Each of them trembled and looked at the figure of Ye Feng on the high platform, their pupils gleaming with extremely incredible luster.

Before that, who would have thought that it was such a young man in the Sixth Realm of Shenwu who had even quelled the bombardment record of the God of War that the **** of pride had been silent for thousands of years.

Zhou Fan's eyes flickered and his face was extremely ugly. At this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed, and he wanted to find a place to sew in.

Below the high platform, Chen Chuhan, Liu Shiyun, Zuo Tao and the top talents looked different, but the shock in their hearts had reached the climax. I just felt that my body was trembling constantly, and I didn't know what to say for a while.

Ye Feng's eyes were deep, he stood proudly on the high platform, and glanced over the crowd below, ignoring Zhou Fan, who was extremely embarrassed at this moment, and flew down from the high platform.

"Brother, great!"

At this moment, Meteor and He Zijian looked very wonderful. They looked at Ye Feng with a faint smile on their faces, and were happy for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was not choosing to bombard the eighth bell and drum. He knew that he would not have come to the stage to bombard the bell and drum if he hadn't breathed out for the meteor.

Therefore, he did not want to be too dazzling. If he successfully bombarded the eighth bell and drum, it would be tantamount to breaking a belief in the hearts of the Saint Godzong for thousands of years. He did not want to do this, nor did he want to. Be the faith of others, he is him.

Everyone's eyes were still focused on Ye Feng's body, and the shock in his heart still did not subside.

"Second brother, how is your injury?"

Ye Feng naturally ignored the gaze of others, and asked the meteor.

"Brother He healed me, it's fine!"

Meteor smiled and nodded to Ye Feng. He was hurt by Zhou Fan's beam anyway, but it was not that serious.

"I didn't expect this brother's strength to be so good, it is ridiculous that Chen Chu has no eyes."

At this moment, a young man who did not come to Ye Feng, his eyes were piercing, and he said to Ye Feng: "I admire the strength of my brothers, but I don't know the true combat effectiveness. May I wait. Have some experience?"

The young man who spoke was also a top genius who was about to enter the Tongtian Secret Mansion on behalf of the Saint God Sect in a few days.

This person was named "Yao Jie", cultivated to the peak state of Shenwu, comprehending the power of the two later stages of the body state, awakening the double-green war spirits, and the talented combat power is extremely powerful in the same state.

As soon as Yao Jie's words were spoken, the eyes of all the people present solidified. Although Yao Jie's words were extremely polite, everyone present was extremely clever and could naturally hear the overtones in the other's words.

The bombardment of bells and drums is very one-sided, and it can only test Wu Xiu's physical strength and understanding of the power of influence, but cannot represent Wu Xiu's true combat effectiveness.

The reason why the God of War Aofeng has been able to circulate in the Saint God Sect for thousands of years and become a generation of faith is not only because of the series of records he left in this martial arts field.

Thousands of years ago, the Taixu Realm was turbulent, and all the arrogances of all parties were fighting for the hegemony. The major forces rose and continued to compete. In that era, the **** of war proudly rose to the Holy Spirit Sect and made great contributions to the Holy Spirit Sect and became a legend. Called the **** of war by the world.

His fame has long spread throughout the Taixu Realm, but it is not just because of these few records. The God of War Aofeng was truly at the top thousands of years ago, and one or two records simply do not represent his strength.

Just like Ye Feng at this moment, even if the seventh bell and drum were played, the bombardment record of the **** of peace, Aofeng, could not really test his true combat effectiveness.

More importantly, Ye Feng played the seventh bell and drum, which caused an uproar in the entire martial arts venue. The sound of drums permeated the entire Holy God Sect. It shocked many powerful figures in the Holy God Sect. This kind of limelight will bring all the geniuses of Song Shenzong. The characters are over.

As a top figure, Yao Jie was naturally dissatisfied with Ye Feng in his heart. He has his own pride, but now he has let a person like Ye Feng of the Sixth Level of Shenwu smash his head, making Yao Jie unwilling.

He said so, undoubtedly he wants Ye Feng to be the challenge of everyone in the martial arts field, a person of the sixth stage of the martial arts, even if he can play the lacquered bell and drum, the real combat power is definitely not much stronger.

By then, once someone was crushed, the sensation caused by Ye Feng would naturally be greatly discounted, and Yao Jie had achieved his goal.

Not only Yao Jie, but many people present had similar thoughts in their hearts, and they didn't want Ye Feng to show up in the limelight just like that and overshadow them.

"Not interested in."

Ye Feng's gaze swept over Yao Jie's body, and he spoke indifferently. He could naturally see what the other party meant, but Ye Feng never liked being led by the nose. The other party asked him to show his strength, so he wanted to show it, then he What is it, is the other party's servant failed?

"Second brother, let's go."

Immediately, Ye Feng's gaze fell on Meteor again, and he spoke lightly. As for He Zijian already Zhou Fan's protector, Ye Feng couldn't let the other party contact him.

Meteor nodded to Ye Feng, and then the two wanted to leave.

"Why is this brother not giving face so much? There is a battlefield in the martial arts field. I just want to learn from my brother. I think it's not just me here, but many people have this idea, just simple discussion. Are you afraid of losing?"

Seeing that Ye Feng wanted to leave, Yao Jie's figure flashed, and he directly blocked Ye Feng and Meteor, his eyes flashed with sharp edges.

"I said, I'm not interested, please let me go."

Ye Feng frowned slightly, Yao Jie was a bit too much.

"I really think who I am. Brother Yao wants to invite you to fight. It's your honor. Isn't it ignorant to play the seven-sided bell?"

There was a cold voice from a certain prescription, and the words were ironic. It was obvious that the person who spoke was Yao Jie and his group.

There was a sharp flash in Ye Feng's eyes. He didn't want to show up, he was just venting his breath for the meteor, but he didn't want these people to step on him urgently.

"You have repeatedly refused, I guess you must be scared, if you don't fight, you can give in to me now, and I will let you leave!"

A satirical smile was drawn at the corner of Yao Jie's mouth, and he spoke proudly, directly letting Ye Feng admit defeat to him.

"What kind of thing are you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will make my elder brother give in to you, and will not take photos of you by pissing."

The resentment on Meteor's face made Yao Jie's words go too far.

Ye Feng patted Meteor on the shoulder, then turned his eyes to Yao Jie, and said, "How do you want to fight?"

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of everyone present flashed. Obviously, Ye Feng said this deliberately to promise Yao Jie to fight.

Yao Jie sneered and said, "Go to the battle stage and fight fair, rest assured, I will be lighter and try not to hurt you."

"it is good."

Ye Feng nodded. He knew that in this situation, he wanted to leave just like that, it might be impossible.

Seeing Ye Feng nodded, Yao Jie's face immediately showed a satisfied smile. Then, he was flying up, volleyed into the sky, his body turned into a stream of light, and it instantly landed on a huge battle hundreds of meters away. On stage.

The author Wan Mu Zhengrong said: The three shifts are over, don't wait, there is so much today.