Facing this punch, Zhao Feng smiled faintly, then fucked him, "Heavy Sword God Fist·Breaking Kill!"

"Bang!"

A loud noise spread and the entire battlefield was filled with smoke and dust, wrapping the two of them in.

"Win?"

Those disciples who belong to the Xiahua Divine Martial Arts Powers looked at each other.

If Teng Lie's punch hit them, it would definitely break all the bones in their bodies.

They think Zhao Feng will definitely not be able to take over all of them!

However, the facts exceeded everyone's expectations. Zhao Feng not only followed, but instead shattered Teng Lie's arm.

"A tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and then a gust of wind suddenly erupted, knocking Tengliu out.

The whole audience was cold and silent.

No one would have thought that it was not Zhao Feng who flew out, but Teng Lie.

Didn’t it mean that Tenglie is a strong man on the Lingge List of more than 100, or an old disciple? Why can’t he even beat a new disciple?

"Impossible, why are you so strong? Who are you?"

Teng Lie lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looking at Zhao Feng with an incredible look.

"Oh, my name is Zhao Feng, I just entered the underground pavilion. Oh, by the way, I have fought side by side with Bing Wuya, the son of the Emperor in Xiahua Shenwu Realm."

"Zhao Feng?"

Just then, a scream of surprise suddenly sounded in the distance.

Zhao Feng turned his head and looked up, and the corners of his mouth rose again. It really means that Cao Cao was here. Isn’t this Teng Lie being beaten away by Han Shengjue with one move?

"Your Highness!"

After seeing Bing Wuya, Teng Lie immediately got up from the ground and respectfully clasped his fists.

Bing Wuya walked over quickly, glanced at Zhao Feng, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Your Highness, this year is our Xiahua Shenwu Realm to collect money, but after this person arrived, he directly beat us..."

Teng Lie endured the pain caused by his injuries and told the whole story.

After hearing this, Bing Wuya's face darkened and he said, "Zhao Feng, are you looking for trouble?"

"I didn't ask for trouble. I just asked some questions. Who knew that your person was going to do it directly and wanted to slap me, so I took a lesson."

Zhao Feng said slowly, then looked at the young man before.

Bing Wuya looked along his gaze, and suddenly, the person who wanted to slap Zhao Feng before was frightened and said while trembling: "I didn't mean it, I thought he was not Wu Kuang..."

"Oh? Isn't this intentional?"

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows.

"waste!"

Bing Wuya shouted coldly, then looked at Zhao Feng, and said, "No matter what, I only know that you touched me from Xia Hua Shenwu Realm."

"Bing Wuya, you are looking for trouble now. The person who hurts you and makes you have no shame is Han Shengjue, not me. Moreover, if I hadn't blocked Han Shengjue that day, would you think you could survive?"

Zhao Feng's eyes turned cold.

This Bing Wuya is a bit ungrateful.

"Shut up!"

Bing Wuya immediately shouted angrily.

Become enemies?

very good!

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Haha, it seems that there is nothing to say. So, Your Highness Bing Wuya, how do you want to solve it?"

Zhao Feng was not even afraid of Han Shengjue. Are he still afraid of Bing Wuya?

"You cut off your arm and give up this matter!"

Bing Wuya's tone was extremely cold.

"hehe."

Zhao Feng didn't agree at all and smiled coldly. It seemed that Bing Wuya was looking for death.

At this time, Xiao Han in the crowd ran up and said with a fist: "Your Highness, I am willing to cut off my arm for Zhao Feng..."

"Shut up, did I let you talk?"

Bing Wuya angrily scolded before Xiao Han finished speaking.

Now, Zhao Feng was finally angry.

"Bing Wuya, if you want my arm, it depends on whether you are qualified enough. Don't think that you are the son of the Emperor of the Shenwu Realm, just superior. Not everyone is afraid of you!"

Zhao Feng said, looking around. At this time, many masters had already leaned over, all from Xia Hua Shenwu Realm, and at least three seven-star martial arts madmen.

The two people looked tense, and the atmosphere in the whole audience was extremely tense. The more than 200 people were holding their breath and concentrating and did not dare to make any sound.

Maybe, this battle will start because of their voice...

At this moment, another figure suddenly came out, and a hearty laughter sounded: "Hahaha, it's so lively here."

who?

Who dares to speak out in this situation?

Everyone's eyes changed and finally fell on a young man wearing floor clothes.

"Who are you?"

Bing Wuya looked at the young man and asked.

People who can walk out so calmly at this time are definitely not ordinary people.

However, Zhao Feng knew this young man.

"Your Highness, his name is Long Yu, he is the first in the underground pavilion list, and he is also a hall master of the Martial Alliance."

Teng Lie whispered.

Martial Alliance?

Bing Wuya was also shocked when he heard this. What did the people from the Martial Alliance come out to do?

Although the four great divine martial arts worlds in the Southern Yuan Land have sent people to Jifeng Pavilion every year, there are not many places. Over the years, the number of people is only a hundred, and it is also spread throughout the three palaces.

And there are hundreds of people in Lingge alone.

I'm afraid that only when the four great martial arts worlds unite can they compete with the Martial Alliance.

Moreover, in the martial arts alliance, there are only four hall masters except for the leader and the deputy leader.

In other words, the Long Yu in front of him has a higher identity than Bing Wuya.

"Is there anything wrong with this senior brother?"

Bing Wuya asked friendly.

"It's nothing, I just saw a friend here, so I came over and said hello."

Long Yu walked slowly and said with a smile.

"friend?"

Bing Wuya was stunned again, but when he saw Long Yu walking towards Zhao Fengfang, his face had already sunk to the bottom of the valley.

Zhao Feng, how could he know Long Yu?

No, how could Long Yu know Zhao Feng?

"Zhao Feng, thank you for your hard work these days, why don't you rest well? The Running Pavilion is here?"

Long Yu walked up with a smile on his face.

"Come to find two friends, Brother Long, why are you here?"

Zhao Feng smiled.

Long Yu is the senior brother Zhao Feng met when he was refining weapons. In the past twenty days, the two have been very familiar with each other.

"Haha, the materials are used up, so I come to Lingge's Weapon Hall to borrow some."

Long Yu smiled, then looked at Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han, and said, "Since they are Zhao Feng's friend, then I, Long Yu's friend, Teng Lie, return the money they paid last month to them. They won't have to pay it in the future."

Teng Lie glanced at Bing Wuya.

Bing Wuya hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Then, Teng Lie took out two items containing Yuan crystals from the item storage ring.

"Okay, this is a misunderstanding, it's all broken up."

Long Yu said, and took Zhao Feng and the other two to leave directly.

Bing Wuya stood there with a gloomy face.

He, the son of the great emperor in Xia Hua Shenwu Realm, dared not even give up a single fart in front of Long Yu.

The new disciples looked at Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han with enviousness. They could hear clearly what Long Yu said just now.
Chapter completed!