However, the unfathomable strength displayed by the other party made them unable to move...

Can the two of them really kill Ye Feng?

Looking at the place where Ye Feng disappeared, Mo Ling and Sarna were not talking and were in a very complicated mood.

......

Japan.

The era background was 1986, so the big city is full of a sense of technology.

Compared with Giants and Iron City, this plane is simply as technological as it is.

"Galaxy Arena Competition?"

The latest news Ye Feng received.

Organized by Asia's largest Gula Consortium, ten Saints fight, and the first tourist will receive the Golden Saint Clothes of Sagittarius.

The host of the arena is the heir of the consortium, Miss Saori Toru.

This will be the largest Galaxy ring match ever in Japan.

"Well?"

"Is there something flying in the sky?"

"What's that?"

"I'm so fucked, I was confused and confused today?"

The crowd talked.

Even in the era of 2020, human technology has not invented the wings of flying.

“What a beautiful wing,”

"It's like...it's like the legendary angel."

Saori murmured blankly.

The white wings with the exploding scent of holy breath, the young man who was indescribably handsome, filled her heart with a wonderful feeling.

Once upon a time, she seemed to have seen a person with this kind of aura.

"It's falling down!"

"The angel is coming!"

Ye Feng made a gorgeous appearance with a sunny smile on his face.

The power of rules originated from Shika, Michael's Wings are indeed the power of angels in real blood, not fake tricks or fakes.

With his realm, it is no exaggeration to be called a god in this universe, and it is also a pity to pretend to be a slut.

"Fellow Taoist, this treasure is destined to me."

"What if you might as well give it to me?"

Ye Feng fell next to Saori and suddenly spoke.

Everyone: "..."

"Sorry, this Golden Saint Clothes can only be given the first place to participate in the selection,"

"And only Saints can participate."

A man in black said seriously.
Chapter completed!