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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen

Unexpectedly, the one who appeared here was Ma Mingjun who was beaten up by himself, and Ma Mingjun did not expect that the monk who did not answer was Ye Feng.└@ ┘

The two of them stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Several people, this is Ye Feng, a famous crazy prank in our Qinglong Academy. The day before yesterday, I accidentally fell into his hands and made me lose face in front of everyone." Ma Mingjun also had the face to mention the pain of being beaten by Ye Feng.

Four masters of the Nascent Soul stage looked up and down Ye Feng, "Boy, you are very brave. Those who dare to offend the princelings, I want to see how many brains you have today."

"You dare to come out and embarrass you. If you want me to be a small river, just jump in and drown. You're the princelings. Don't you think the prince's face has been thrown away by you?" Ye Feng said a word and ridiculed Ma Mingjun. I'm so scared of the four masters of the Nascent Soul stage!

"Being arrogant, you will die when you see the deacons in the school, you will die." Lu Mingyuan scolded. When the students in the school see these deacons, they are not respectful, for fear that if they say something wrong, they will be punished and excluded by the school. They have long heard that Ye Feng is arrogant, but they did not expect that they are so arrogant.

It seems that the rumors are true. Ye Feng does not take the princeling seriously at all. It is time to teach this boy a lesson. The princeling's prestige is sometimes an imperial edict in the Qinglong Academy. No one dares to provoke authority. Even if there is, it will become a dead person and a useless person.

"What a great power, but it's better not to do this in front of me, so as not to tear my face and make you unable to hold on!" Ye Feng snorted coldly.

"Hahaha, I want to see why you told us that we couldn't stand it!" Chi Muyu, a master of the Nascent Soul stage, is also a core member of the prince's party. No one has ever talked to him like this, even if the prince is, he would call him Muyu.

"Several deacons, there is no one here. I guess they will be killed by the spirit beast. There will be no news afterwards." Ma Mingjun's face was gloomy, and he instantly remembered a poisonous plan to kill Ye Feng.

"Of course, this is the territory of the zombies. Ye Feng was unfortunately killed by the zombies in the battle with the zombies, and his death was miserable." Li Zhongcheng said immediately.

Ma Mingjun is a good boy. Jiang Guolong felt that Ma Mingjun reacted quickly and was scheming cruelly. He was just a small dispute and was determined to kill people and silence him. He will definitely be a core member of the princeling party in the future and will have a bright future.

Ye Feng smiled without saying a word, but with a hint of murderous aura between his smile. He originally thought that seeing Ma Mingjun was just a fight, and at worst he could fight and go his own way. Unexpectedly, these five people wanted to completely eradicate themselves. In this place, it was really the best place to destroy corpses.

However, as for the final result, it remains to be discussed who will destroy whom here, at least it will not be Ye Feng.

"Boy, your life has come to an end today. Be an ordinary person in the next life. This is the end of offending the princelings. It's too late to regret it." Jiang Guolong came to Ye Feng in one step.

The two of them have one level different cultivation level. Ye Feng has just advanced to the Golden Pill stage, while Jiang Guolong has been advancing to the Nascent Soul stage for a long time and has long been stable. He has no comparison in cultivation level.

"Daichi Chiang should not be careless. Ye Feng is very strange." Ma Mingjun yelled loudly behind Jiang Guolong that he had experienced Ye Feng's horror personally and still remembered it freshly.

Jiang Guolong turned around and glared at Ma Mingjun with dissatisfaction. The meaning of it is self-evident. As a master of the peak of Jindan, you were defeated by a newly advanced Jindan monk. If you lose your face, you will think that I am a master of the Nascent Soul stage and you will still be afraid of the failure of the Jindan stage monk!

Ma Mingjun regretted saying this. Isn’t it thankless to do it? It was obviously kind-hearted, but if you say this in front of anyone, you will be misunderstood. Ma Mingjun stood there in embarrassment.

"Boy, remember, the person who sent you out of this world is Jiang Guolong, who is a deacon in Qinglong Academy." Jiang Guolong pretended to be serious, then raised his palm, slowly lifted it to the same as his chest, and put his five fingers together.

In an instant, a powerful aura attacked Ye Feng from Jiang Guolong's palm. It seemed slow, but Ye Feng felt that his body was under strong pressure.

Jiang Guolong did not use any magic weapon. He thought that he had to use magic weapon in the face of a young Jindan cultivator who had just advanced, which was simply insulting his cultivation and identity.

Ye Feng didn't think so. No matter how you face any opponent, even if you are much lower than yours, you must treat it correctly. Being able to use the strongest attack and kill the opponent with one attack is the best result. None of the outcomes of installing a fork are good, and it is extremely painful.

So Ye Feng directly held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, slapped his clothes with his palm, and a series of hills were facing Jiang Guolong.

This dress has been worn on him for a long time and has played a lot of roles during this period. However, when facing the masters of the Nascent Soul stage, they are still a little weaker. The main reason is that Ye Feng's cultivation is insufficient and he cannot stimulate all the power of the treasure robe.

But the hill that appeared in this moment was enough to at least block Jiang Guolong's attack.

"Bang!" Xiaoshan was shattered by Jiang Guolong, and Jiang Guolong's attack was also blocked. He had to withdraw his palms and gather his spiritual energy to attack again.

Jiang Guolong was furious after failing to succeed in one move. He wanted to take Ye Feng down with a beautiful move, but he made a even match in the first move, which was embarrassing enough.

The attack again increased the strength of the spiritual energy, which was almost Jiang Guolong's strongest attack.

Ye Feng was not idle either. He knew that the power of the hill would not pose any threat to Jiang Guolong. A golden cane appeared in Ye Feng's hand. Ye Feng waved his hand casually, and a golden light rushed straight to Jiang Guolong's attack.

When Jiang Guolong saw the cane on Ye Feng's hand, he was shocked. This was the magic weapon of a master of the Nascent Soul stage. Even when he reached his level, he had never found the most advantageous magic weapon. He suddenly became extremely interested in the cane in Ye Feng's hand. Even Jiang Guolong was thinking in his mind that it was the most correct decision to take the lead in the battle.

"Bang!" As Jiang Guolong expected, although his attack was strong, it was resolved by the cane in Ye Feng's hand.

It doesn't matter. Even if you don't take Ye Feng down in two moves, it's worth embarrassing as long as you get the cane in his hand.

Well? The situation is wrong, why did a burst of exclamations come from behind?

Jiang Guolong heard the friends behind him shouting, "Be careful," and a cool feeling came from his stomach, as if his head was a little bad. He wanted to look down, but it was very difficult.

The smiling face in front of me was so disgusting, with a ridiculous feeling of laughter.

Jiang Guolong finally lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

I saw a clear trace on Jiang Guolong's belly. Jiang Guolong wanted to reach out to touch him. He saw what was going on, but his body no longer obeyed the command. Then he saw his body split into two, his upper body fell to the ground, and his legs were still standing there with half of his stomach.

Until Jiang Guolong closed his eyes, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Ma Mingjun and others in the distance could see clearly. Ye Feng used two magic weapons to resolve Jiang Guolong's attack. At the moment when the cane emitted golden light, Ye Feng's body quickly activated. Taking advantage of Jiang Guolong's situation that Jiang Guolong could not see clearly, he came to Jiang Guolong in one step, swept the black broken knife in his hand horizontally, and then Jiang Guolong turned into two halves.

The speed was too fast, and several people only saw a figure in front of them. When they said what they said, Ye Feng's movement had been completed, and Jiang Guolong's cup was used.

Several people could not hide the panic in their eyes. I am afraid that no one present could have such speed.

"Don't leave Ye Feng!" Several people reacted and immediately surrounded Ye Feng, fearing that Ye Feng would leave quickly with the help of his help.

"Ye Feng, if you dare to kill the deacons in the school, you should die." The anger in Lu Mingyuan's eyes was about to erupt. It was really horrifying. A student actually killed a deacon!

Ye Feng had no intention of escaping, but looked at the few people coldly.

"Why, being killed by you means being killed by the spirit beast. I am in self-defense and being guilty. Hahaha, since that's the case, then as you said, don't leave, I will fight you all today. Let's see if the school can know that I killed you. Aren't you dead at the hands of the spirit beast?"

Several people looked at Ye Feng, wondering where Ye Feng, who was talking wildly, would have such confidence and wanted to keep everyone behind. Could the world have changed now? A just advanced Jindan stage cultivator can kill four Yuanying stage masters and one Jindan stage master?

Lu Mingyuan is relatively old, and what he thought of was that Ye Feng was so arrogant must have something to rely on. Could it be that there was someone hiding his son in secret and releasing his spiritual sense to cover dozens of miles of radius? Lu Mingyuan did not see any suspicious person?

Or is Ye Feng's harsh and weak appearance, using the momentum he had just killed Jiang Guolong, trying to scare him and others away, and then he left safely?

This must be the case. After confirming Ye Feng’s thoughts, Lu Mingyuan was much more relieved.

"Ye Feng, we're the only one left to play with you. Let's die honestly. The result of resistance will be greater pain." Li Zhongcheng stared at the two magic weapons in Ye Feng's hand, thinking in his heart that it would be not enough to compete for two magic weapons. By the way, I saw that Ye Feng was dressed well before, and three people were exactly one by one, while Ma Mingjun was directly ignored by Li Zhongcheng. He was finding the place for Ma Mingjun, and it was enough not to charge Ma Mingjun for compensation. He also wanted treasures, which was simply a dream.

Several people were sure that Ye Feng was intimidating everyone, but just to hide the panic in his heart. There was nothing to be afraid of.
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