Similar words, different people, and similar scenes immediately touched the sensitive nerves of the Ji family, and the air pressure dropped a notch.
But Ye Fan had no idea that he had stepped on a thunderstorm, and Shi Shiran came in carrying the coffin. Seeing all the Ji family members staring at him with cold eyes, Ye Fan was confused:
This is wrong. The eldest son of the Ji family who has the deepest friendship with me has already been promoted by Feng Jinghong. Why does it feel like the Ji family has a deeper opinion of me...
After a lot of quarreling with everyone in the Wang family, Ye Fan shot and killed several of the Wang family's pawns. Finally, he and Wang Teng entered the martial arts arena, and the battle was about to break out.
Feng Jinghong sat swaggering in the auditorium, drinking wine and eating melon. Behind him, Huang Shen stood like a bodyguard, acting like a playboy descendant of a great religion.
Sitting next to him was the Nan Yao brother and sister, but Feng Jinghong changed his image at this time, and they did not recognize him. Qi Fushui looked at this man who had been talking since he sat down, his eyes full of disgust.
"Brother, who do you think will win?" Feng Jinghong asked Nan Yao with a smile.
Nan Yao Qi Lin glanced at this unknown young master in surprise, but still replied politely:
"Qi thought that Beidi had a better chance of winning. Although the holy body was amazing enough, his cultivation level was too far behind..."
Feng Jinghong smiled and shook her head. This was also the view of most people.
Qi Huoshui saw him shaking his head in displeasure, "Why, does this young master have any objections?"
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "Yes, I think the Holy Body will win!"
Nan Yao was a little surprised: "I wonder why brother is so sure?"
Feng Jinghong pinched two fingers together and made a handprint, with an enigmatic expression: "I calculated with my fingers, Beidi will be in disaster today!"
Nan Yao looked speechlessly at Feng Jinghong's wrong gesture. Qi Fushui rolled his eyes, then rolled his eyes and said:
"Since you are so sure, let's take a gamble!"
Feng Jinghong smiled and nodded: "Yes!"
"What do you want to bet on?"
Qi Huishui said: "You and I are both people of high status. The bet is too small to be interesting. How about betting on the source of 500,000 catties?"
Feng Jinghong smiled and shook her head. She really planned to kill herself as the victim.
"Don't you dare? Or can't you come up with such sources?" Qi Huoshui challenged with a look of contempt.
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "Of course there is no problem, but I don't want to bet with you, I want to bet with Brother Qi Lin!"
Nan Yao is an honest person and doesn't want to bully others like this, but he is also a girl-controller who can't bear it. Under Qi Fushui's "threat", he still nodded and agreed.
Feng Jinghong was overjoyed and said: "If I lose, I will give you five hundred thousand kilograms with both hands. If you lose, I will change the bet."
"Brother, please tell me!" Although Nan Yao had a little friendship with Ye Fan and hoped that Ye Fan could win, he really couldn't imagine what Ye Fan could do to defeat Wang Teng.
"If you lose, in the future you and I will fight, and the loser will follow the winner!"
When saying this, Feng Jinghong looked at Nan Yao with an extremely serious expression.
Nan Yao was surprised when he heard this, and then looked at Feng Jinghong carefully, but found that he couldn't see through it. Using his natural divine sense, he felt that the person sitting in front of him seemed not to be a person, but a brilliant fairy fire, with vast divine power.
, the energy and blood are soaring to the sky! It actually made him feel the slightest pressure, and the demon god's blood boiled.
Only then did he become serious and knew that he had really met a master. Qi Fushui originally wanted to urge his brother to agree quickly, but found that his brother showed a rare solemn expression:
"Okay, I agree!"
Feng Jinghong was overjoyed: "It's a deal!"
After that, the two of them stopped talking and turned their gaze to the field. Qi Huoshui was a little confused, but he also knew that something was wrong and did not dare to speak anymore...
Ye Fan and Wang Teng stood opposite each other, one heroic and domineering, surrounded by four spirits, like the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven!
A man who is calm and resolute, with golden energy and blood soaring into the sky, as if the God of War is coming to the dust!
Feng Jinghong silently made a comparison between the two.
constitution:
Ye Fan: Ancient Holy Body
Wang Teng: Mortal body (the top of the root bone, once bathed in phoenix blood to refine the body)
Comprehension:
Wang Teng: Top(Xianmiao)
Ye Fan: Top(Xianmiao)
Secret skills:
Wang Teng: The complete "Luangu Emperor Sutra" (including the inheritance of ruthless people and void parts), "Taihuang Sutra", unknown supreme sutra, before the Nine Secrets
Ye Fan: "Tao Jing" Wheel and Sea Scroll, "Western Emperor Sutra" Tao Palace Scroll, "Heng Yu Jing" Four Pole Chapter, "Swallowing Heaven Demonic Power" Hua Long Chapter, "Taiyang Zhen Jing" Hua Long Xiantai Chapter, "Emperor"
"Zun Sutra" Sendai chapter.
The Nine Secrets of Xing Zi Mi and Dou Zi Mi are both Zi Mi.
Cultivation:
Wang Teng: Sendai Second Heaven
Ye Fan: The third small step in the first level of Sendai
equipment:
Wang Teng: Heavenly Emperor Sword (his own Taoist weapon).
Ancient Emperor's Chariot (grade unknown, but has only shown king-level power)
Chaos Ancient Emperor Talisman
Ye Fan: Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things (his own Taoist weapon).
Bronze coffin of the third generation (immortal weapon)
Black Gourd (Incomplete Imperial Weapon)
Nine-color divine fire on the ninth level of the fire domain
Luck:
Wang Teng: His personal luck is top notch, not weaker than the ancient emperor in his youth
Ye Fan: The top personal luck, the merits and luck of the first nine great saints in ancient times to suppress the dark turmoil.
Feng Jinghong silently gave Wang Teng a candle in her heart. Except for his cultivation, he really had no advantage. Ye Fan's equipment was too luxurious. Unless Wang Teng became a saint immediately, he would have no chance of winning!
Sure enough, Wang Teng started the battle with confidence, but suffered a huge loss from the beginning, losing half of his arm.
Later, he was beheaded by Black Gourd, burnt to pieces by the Nine Color Divine Fire, and smashed by the bronze coffin of the Third Generation...
No matter how much his secret skills were used, his fighting prowess was useless. He was beaten to death by Ye Fanke. Bystanders could feel the anger of Beidi, it was so frustrating!
In terms of real cultivation, Wang Teng could press Ye Hei to the ground and rub him at this time. But including the equipment, the object being pressed and rubbed was reversed.
In the end, Wang Teng was beaten to a pulp by Ye Fan, and then burned to a pulp, and a large part of the Wang family was burned to death. Ye Hei showed the protagonist's style, only last-hitting, not beeping! Unfortunately, he was still beaten by the Ji family
The Holy Lord took action to stop it.
At this point, Ye Hei was completely victorious, and Beidi came to an end, leaving only a disabled person whose soul was polluted by the Supreme.
Is Wang Teng strong? He is! He is really strong! At this time, Beidou has very few people who can compete with an ancient emperor like the Holy Prince on the same level.
Ye Hei counts as one, Zhonghuang counts as one, Nan Yao counts as one, and Jiang Yifei counts as one. The Fluttering Light Magic Skill has not yet been fully developed, so it is probably very unreliable. If I count half of it, the others are gone.
Did Wang Teng lose unjustly? No! To be able to be cut down by an immortal weapon and an incomplete imperial weapon in the realm of great power, and still survive in the end, he is already very defiant!
Looking at the entire world of Zhetian, he is the only one who can enjoy such luxurious treatment in this realm! Such an honor is something that no one else can even envy!
It can only be said that Ye Hei's protagonist aura is too strong. With his equipment at this time, anyone who faces him will be a loser. Unless you also carry two imperial weapons with you...
A much-anticipated battle came to an end, and everyone was silent for a long time. This result was beyond most people's expectations. The arrogant Beidi was defeated miserably, and the Holy Body stepped on his reputation and rose to power, becoming the strongest of the younger generation of Beidou.
one of those.
"I won!" Feng Jinghong said calmly.
Qi Huoshui looked at him, his glasses widened, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only look at his brother.
Nan Yao was silent for a long time, and finally smiled: "Qi is waiting for you to fight in the same realm!"
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Not finished today, making up homework...
It’s finished. Fellow Taoists who have already read it should re-do it.