Chapter 2392 (1/2)
”What's going on? How can this happen? Why is that guy so powerful? It's just incredible that he only practiced in the realm of King Wu
The young folding fan said with a shocked face that at this moment he was completely shocked by Ye Feng's action before.
However, Ye Feng's cultivation was only the supreme king of Wu, but he did many things that the superior emperor could not do.
At this moment, even the old administrator was shocked by Ye Feng's strength. In the past two years, no one has ever defeated this golden winged ROC bird, even those who are powerful at the top of the emperor's peak.
This administrator, an old man, never dreamed that this record was broken by a younger generation of the supreme king of Wu.
”This young man doesn't know which master's favorite apprentice went out of the mountain to experience!”
In a room in the arena, a middle-aged strong man's sharp eyes swept Ye Feng's body in the arena and spoke faintly.
In this room, there are many strong men sinking in it. They are all powerful men in the Colosseum.
Ye Feng successively challenged the monsters on the nine battle platforms, which naturally attracted the attention of high-level figures in these arenas.
When they saw that Ye Feng's supreme King Wu's cultivation had defeated the golden winged ROC in the upper demon emperor's peak state, they began to guess Ye Feng's identity one after another.
Next, the Colosseum paid Ye Feng 300000 pieces of shangpinyuan stone. This time, Ye Feng's harvest exceeded his expectation.
The total income is about 600000 pieces of top grade Yuan Stone, which is far more than the price of 100000 pieces of high-grade crystal stone.
Many people were still paying attention to Ye Feng's trend, especially Zuo Wu Hua Xuan. This time, Ye Feng made a big show in the arena, but left Wu lost so badly.
Zuowu lost not only Shangpin Yuanshi, but also the face of Tianjiao figures in his left family this year. If this thing spreads out, he left witch unexpectedly has no face to continue to mix in the Jinchi city.
Left wizard heart unwilling, but at the moment he did not know how to out of the heart of this tone.
Looking at Ye Feng hall and the emperor's leaving the arena, Zuo Wu wants to kill Ye Feng now, but Ye Feng has defeated the golden winged ROC bird before.
Although Zuo Wu is arrogant and arrogant, he has a certain understanding of his own strength. He knows that he may not be the opponent of Ye Feng.
And those left servants beside him are far less powerful than him. Even if he conflicts with Ye Feng, they will surely suffer.
”Send someone to check the specific origin of this person immediately, and let me know if there is any news!”
Left witch to the side of a person open way.
The man took orders at once and set about the matter.
”Mr. Zuo Wu, I have a little understanding of this man's origin.”
At this time, the folding fan youth and the bearded young man came to Zuowu. Although they had no friendship with Zuo Wu, the enemy of the enemy was a friend. They naturally knew this.
”Tell me what you know.”
Left witch's eyes flashed, fell on these two people's body, some eagerly asked.
There was no place to vent his anger.
”That guy should not be from Jinchi city. When we arrived in Jinchi City, we met him on the way. Beside him, there was a female martial arts practitioner in the upper imperial realm and a demon cultivator in the middle emperor's peak state.”
Folding fan youth team left witch said, a thought of Ye Feng, he also hate a burst of gnashing teeth.
”Since you are not a member of Jinchi City, you are brave enough to come to our Jinchi city and act wild!”
Zuowu Lenglie said that although Ye Feng's strength is very strong, he will not put Ye Feng in his eyes. After all, there is a strong left family behind him. People like Ye Feng will not put it in his eyes at all.
”You should be Jue Tianmen, right?”
Zuo Wu asked the folding fan youth and the bearded youth. He seemed to have some impression on them.
Jue Tianmen is a sect power not far from Jinchi city. There are many strong people in juetianmen, and jueteanmen sect leader is an existence of Emperor Wu.
That is to say, the two young men with folded fans and whiskers are not of low origin, and they are also two of the more important young people in juetianmen.
”Yes, Mr. Zuo has a good eye.”
The folding fan youth opened the folding fan in front of him and looked elegant. Zuo Wu recognized them in public, which greatly satisfied the vanity of the folding fan youth.
”Let's go. One day, I'll find out the exact whereabouts of this man and make him worse than death.”
Zuowu speaks faintly, and Hua Xuan has been following Zuo Wu's side. This time, although she has little relationship with her, she is the first to mention this matter, which leads to Zuo Wu and Ye Feng to bet.Ye Feng returns to the inn where he lives. The Red Emperor is still sleeping. Maybe in other people's eyes, the Red Emperor is a very lazy guy who only knows how to sleep all day.
However, Ye Feng does know that this old guy has been practicing for thousands of years. Judging from the breath released from him, it will not be long before the old guy can raise his cultivation level to that of the upper emperor.
This also makes Ye Feng heart very happy.
At the same time, he couldn't be left behind by the old guy. After returning to the inn, he didn't say anything, but practiced directly in his room.
There are still more than ten days before wanbaoge purchases the reincarnated crystal stone for him. In these ten days, Ye Feng has nothing to do, so he is ready to practice in his room all the time.
”Dong Dong...”
A burst of not urgent knock on the door came out, Ye Feng eyes a coagulation, said: ”come in.”
A beautiful shadow appeared in the sight of Ye Feng, who was the master of Jingyue temple.
At this time, it was late at night, and the main body of Jingyue Temple appeared to be particularly brilliant and beautiful under the moonlight.
In the moonlight under the reflection of people's hearts more infinite reverie.
”What are you doing here without rest?”
Ye Feng said to the master of Jingyue temple. Seeing such a beautiful woman, Ye Feng couldn't help but see a light in front of him.
”What? Don't you welcome me? ”
Jingyue Temple master charming smile, between the words, she has moved to Ye Feng, Ye Feng, and then sat down.
A fragrant wind blowing, refreshing, because the two people are very close, Ye Feng can clearly feel the temperature from each other.
”Go back and have a rest.”
Ye Feng said to the master of Jingyue temple that he knew that the woman was very skillful in this respect. He was really afraid that he could not help but make some mistakes at some time.
”I came to Jinchi city with you to cultivate the two skills of Kaiyang Jue and Jingyue Jue with you. Don't you forget it?”
The beautiful eyes of the master of Jingyue Temple flickered, and he could not help leaning towards Ye Feng.
There's no contact between the two bodies.
”I'm tired today. I don't want to practice any more. I'll take another day.”
Ye Feng said to the master of the Jingyue temple, some speechless in his heart.
”Why, do you hate me so much?”
The master of Jingyue Temple blew a breath to Ye Feng's ear, which made Ye Feng's body feel as if he had been electrocuted.
”Since you want to practice, start now.”
Ye Feng is speechless in his heart. He knows that this woman will not leave him here easily.
”Good.”
Jingyue Temple master charming smile, unexpectedly slowly closed his beautiful eyes, toward the Ye Feng side leaning over.
Ye Feng felt a burst of sweat, and then quickly released the formula of Kaiyang. There were bursts of Kaiyang in the palms of his two palms, touching the palm of the master of Jingyue temple.
Then release the jiuzhuanhunyuan Sutra and use this skill to wrap the power of Kaiyang into the body of the master of Jingyue temple.
At the same time, the Hunyuan power of the jiuzhuanhunyuan Sutra also fused with her power in the body of the Jingyue Temple master, and then slowly poured into Ye Feng's body along the other party's meridians.
In this way, the different attribute strength of the two people constantly circulates in Ye Feng's two bodies, nourishing every tissue cell in their bodies.
Jingyue Temple master's beautiful eyes twinkle, a little reluctant to appear on his pretty face. Looking at Ye Feng, she doesn't know whether this guy is really elm or how. Why is he so confused?
Is it true that she didn't rest in the middle of the night to practice with Ye Feng?
In this way, the night passed, Ye Feng and the master of Jingyue Temple kept this special state of cultivation together.
Until the morning of the 2nd, a burst of cough sound awakened them from the state of practice.