Ye Chenfeng was already filled with anger.

Fortunately, Guevara, a guy who has been hiding in the tombs all year round, has a trick in escaping, and has used a secret method to deceive everyone.

"Mr. Zhao, please be careful. I just saw him fighting. He should be on Du Wenxuan and Yi's footsteps. The God of War in the Grassland is far from his opponent."

Guevara gave a message.

"Okay, meeting a real master of celestial beings just enough to prove my strength."

Ye Chenfeng sneered.

...

A resort in Lancheng.

It is said that it is Du Resort, but it is actually Shang Wenxing’s nest in Lancheng.

Fan Jingfeng and the other four arrived in the air, and Shang Ye’s nest was in crisis for a moment.

"Master Fan Tian, ​​you and I don't have any grudges against each other. Why did you come here with such a mobilization today?"

Shang Wenxing was not panicked and stared at Fan Jingfeng and asked.

Cao Tianyang echoed on the side: "Yes, Master Fan Tian, ​​you should be here to find Mr. Zhao, right? But Mr. Zhao is not here."

Fan Jingfeng stared at them without saying anything.

Li Dajiang, who was standing beside him, sneered: "Haha, aren't you guys with Mr. Zhao? Last time, you and Mr. Zhao plotted against us together. Why? You want to separate your relationship at this time?"

"Yes, Master Shang used Mr. Zhao's hands to clear the forces of Lancheng."

"What's more, it doesn't matter. We will come here to sweep the northwest this time."

Huang Shi and Huang Ren looked joking.

Shang Wenxing hesitated and said, "Master Fan Tian is just a matter of judging the situation. If I didn't do that, I, Shang Wenxing, would never be alive."

Fan Jingfeng asked, "So, are you willing to help me deal with Mr. Zhao?"

"That's right, Master Fan Tian. I'll serve you. And Master Fan Tian, ​​I tell you that Mr. Zhao is deliberately waiting for you."

Shang Wenxing's respectful saying.

"Oh? There's something going on. Okay, tell me where Mr. Zhao is?"

Fan Jingfeng asked.

"Zhao..."

Just as Shang Wenxing was about to make a sound, a voice sounded in the field: "No need to look for me, aren't I here?"

With the sound, a figure appeared. Who wasn't Ye Chenfeng?

"Young Master Zhao?"

Huang Shi and Huang Ren immediately changed color and exclaimed in surprise.

A trace of fear flashed across Li Dajiang's face.

As for Shang Wenxing and others, they were stunned. They never expected Ye Chenfeng to be nearby.

Then Ye Chenfeng heard everything he said just now.

If Fan Jingfeng could not deal with Mr. Zhao, he would definitely have taken action against them.

In an instant, Shang Wenxing and others placed all their hopes on Fan Jingfeng.

Ye Chenfeng didn't look at them, his eyes fell directly on Fan Jingfeng: "Is it the one you injured me?"

"Yeah? He wasn't dead?"

Fan Jingfeng's expression changed.

Ye Chenfeng's smile deepened: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally here."

This sentence was inexplicably stunned Fan Jingfeng.

"What does it mean? Are you waiting for me?"

Fan Jingfeng asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, start fighting, I'm still busy."

"You hurt my apprentice, took away the Shenwu Refining Furnace, and even took away my Yang Ling Fruit. You are destined to not be alive today!"

Fan Jingfeng's eyes were already full of murderous intent.

"Bang!"

Fan Jingfeng's blue shirt swelled without wind, and he waved his slap.

Yuan just now dealt with the power of theft Guevara, and everyone obviously saw the scene of the distortion of the space and gradually tearing and shattering.

Space is a very abstract thing, but Fan Jingfeng easily expressed the space under his palm.

"ah?"

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise, their faces full of incredible feelings.

Although Fan Jingfeng's palm was boring, it was far less intense than the battle of the God of War in the Grassland.

But everyone understands that the two are not on the same level.

"boom!"

But when he arrived in front of Ye Chenfeng, the palm force that twisted the space had been cut open.

"not bad!"

Fan Jingfeng sneered.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng's momentum changed dramatically.

"The Seventh Level of the God-Resistance Classic!"

Ye Chenfeng shouted loudly, and the red air flow was surging around his body, as if it was about to turn into a substantial flame.

The air flow turned into the shadow of the Vermilion Bird with a huge aura, and was extremely powerful, as if it was about to devour the heaven and earth.

"This is Fan Qiukong's magical aura..."

Shang Wenxing and his group felt like they were going crazy, and when Ye Chenfeng used it, it was much scarier than Fan Qiukong.

"God's Wind Style!"

Fan Jingfeng naturally didn't dare to be arrogant, and immediately came out with his unique moves.

In an instant, all the winds in the world gathered together, forming a tornado that ruined the world.

"boom!"

The tornado and the red airflow encounter, the sky collapses and the earth breaks, and the universe turns back.

The two of them really fought for the first time, and they were tied.

"God's Thunder Style!"

Fan Jingfeng's fighting spirit rose, and a lightning flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, the sky changed color, and with the wind and thunder, the sky was covered with lightning, as if the punishment of heaven was coming.

He has created his own law, and this move is comparable to the heavenly punishment in the land of the gods.

This is the terrible thing about the powerful people in the realm of heaven and man.

"The eighth level of the God-Rewarding Qi is destroyed by the sky!"

The airflow around Ye Chenfeng turned into purple, and it was surrounded by lightning, as terrifying as the lightning of the gods passing through tribulation.

Ye Chenfeng, shrouded in the purple airflow, looks like a demon god, the demon is lingering, and I am the master.

The terrible power permeates the world, just as if the hundred-foot dragon that has been dormant under Lancheng for thousands of years is about to be born.

The purple air current was first showing its mighty momentum, as if it was about to scatter the sky and destroy everything.

The purple airflow was submerged with the force of devouring the heaven and earth, and thunder and lightning were gradually swallowed up.

The thunder river like heavenly punishment disappeared, countless spaces were twisted, torn and collapsed, clearly visible to the naked eye, and Fan Jingfeng was forced to retreat hundreds of meters away.

A terrifying and terrifying vision appeared between heaven and earth...

Fan Jingfeng's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and Mr. Zhao was a little scary.

Especially Fan Qiukong's tricks are used.

These days, Ye Chenfeng has not been idle. In addition to refining medicine and finding ways, he is practicing the magic and energy control scripture.

Even he himself didn't know why he could get started with other people's martial arts quickly and even get rid of the original martial arts.

Shang Wenxing and his group were shocked. They had seen Fan Qiukong use the seventh or even the eighth level of the Spiritual Aura.

But there is Ye Chenfeng so terrifying, it is not of the same magnitude at all.

"How could Mr. Zhao be so terrifying? Will Master Fan Tian lose?"
To be continued...