Chapter 147 Domineering and Peerless King of the North!
Chapter 147 The unparalleled domineering King of the North!
Soon Commander Lan took over the old Southern King's sword. He walked up to Ye Feng and presented the glazed sword with both hands.
Ye Feng took it and immediately felt a chilling air when he took it. He immediately praised: "What a sword, it is really a peerless sword!"
The Zen Master Zhuan Lun opposite could not help but sneered: "Of course it is a good sword. Ten years ago, I was defeated by this sword and was pierced through the lower abdomen with a sword!"
Having said this, the great Zen master couldn't help but laugh wildly: "But after today, this sword belongs to me, and all the humiliation I suffered under the sword will be washed away!"
The dozen or so red-clothed lamas behind him also laughed and said: "Great Zen Master, after we return to the Brahma Kingdom, we must hold a sword tasting conference. At that time, we will invite famous people from all over the country to participate. Think about the scene.
It’s very spectacular.”
Zen Master Zhuanlun laughed loudly and said: "No, not only the famous people from our Brahma Kingdom are invited, but Zen Master Ben, our friends at home and abroad, will also be invited. After all, this is the sword worn by the old Nan King of the southern border of Xuanyuan Kingdom in the past!"
At this point, all the red-robed lamas in the Brahma Kingdom laughed wildly. Their laughter was unbridled and arrogant to the extreme.
Everyone here in the Southern Territory clenched their fists and was extremely angry. If it was true as they said, then the Southern Territory's face would probably be lost to the whole world.
But what can we do? This great Zen Master Zhuanlun is so powerful that even the four guardians can't defeat him together. I'm afraid no one in the southern base camp can be his opponent.
Ye Feng's face was always calm and unmoved, and he said calmly: "Master Zhuanlun, according to the agreement, this sword can be given to you, but I am a little worried because you just insulted me Xuanyuan
There is no one in the country, so I’m afraid it will be difficult to carry it out of the southern gate!"
"Huh?" Master Zhuanlun frowned with two gray eyebrows and said coldly: "Are you threatening me?"
Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "Yes, this is indeed a threat, but I can tell you that I rarely threaten others, and you are not worthy of my threat!"
Speaking of this, Ye Feng changed the subject and said, "How about we make a bet?"
Zen Master Zhuan Lun stared at him with a pair of sinister eyes and said one by one: "What bet do you want to make?"
"It's very simple. Since you said that our Xuanyuan Kingdom has no one, then I will fight you again, and the bet is my King's Seal!" After Ye Feng finished speaking, he took out his Northern King's Token.
Zen Master Zhun Lun's eyes suddenly focused, as if he wanted to see through Ye Feng. After a while, he shouted: "You want to fight with me? I heard this right, Zen Master?"
"Of course you heard it right!" Ye Feng smiled faintly and said: "If you win, not only will you take this green light glazed sword, but you will also take away my king's order. But if you lose,
I can’t take this glazed sword with me.”
The dozen or so red-clothed lamas immediately snorted coldly: "What a joke. You Xuanyuan Kingdom are still shameless. First, there is a great protector, but he is still unconvinced after losing. After that, four people will join forces to fight together. These four people have lost."
You still want to cheat, now there is another Northern King, do you want to play a wheel battle?"
Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "If what you just said was that there is no one in the southern territory, then I will never come forward, and there is no need to do so. But you just said that there is no one in Xuanyuan Kingdom, so I have to take action.
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"So what if you take action? A cripple with a broken leg who can't even walk. You still want to challenge our great Zen master. Is your brain flooded or is it trapped in a wheelchair?" said a Zen master in red.
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and a majestic murderous aura erupted from his body. He shouted angrily: "Come here, chop off this man's head!"
"Yes!" Sima Zhantian immediately accepted the order, then swept out with an arrow and rushed straight towards the red-clothed lama who was sarcastic just now.
"Wait a minute!" Zen Master Zhuanlun suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Okay, I agree to your conditions. Originally, I planned to take revenge on the shame of the southern realm and then go north to sweep through the three realms of Xuanyuan Kingdom. Now that you, the Northern King, have appeared.
, wouldn’t that save me a lot of effort!”
"However, I hope that you will not go back on your word when the time comes, and you must ensure that this is the last time, otherwise it will be endless, and your Xuanyuan Kingdom will seem a bit despicable and shameless!"
Ye Feng chuckled: "It's a deal!"
After he finished speaking, he waved his right hand lightly, and the green light glazed sword in his hand shot out and stuck on the sand. To his surprise, Wang Ling originally flew out too, but in the end it landed steadily.
On top of the glazed sword.
When Zen Master Zhuan Lun saw this, he was slightly startled and laughed: "This move is not bad, but you think you can win over me with this little three-legged cat skill. You can't even walk, and you can't even walk away."
Do you want to defeat me?"
Ye Feng stopped talking nonsense and asked in a deep voice: "Master Zhun Lun, are you ready?"
"Of course..." Zen Master Zhun Lun just said this, and then he couldn't say anything anymore, and a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.
At this moment, Ye Feng, who was still sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly flew out of thin air and flew out like a golden-winged roc.
But at this moment, the ground was filled with flying sand and rocks, and the sky was filled with yellow sand that almost filled the entire school grounds. Even the leaves around were shaking non-stop, and even because of this sudden and terrifying strong wind, people around were pushed back again and again.
In the sky full of yellow sand, people were shocked to see Ye Feng's figure flying up, suddenly arriving in front of Zen Master Zhun Lun, and then slashing out with a palm.
In the next moment, Ye Feng returned to the wheelchair.
All this is really as fast as lightning and flint.
Then, everyone in the school heard a miserable cry, and Zen Master Zhun Lun flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, and finally hit the ground heavily.
The yellow sand gradually settled, and only then did everyone see clearly that Master Zhuanlun was covered in blood and his body was twitching. What was even more frightening was that his right hand had been broken, revealing half of the shocking white bones!
"This..." Seeing this scene, more than two thousand soldiers from the southern border were all dumbfounded and froze on the spot.
Zen Master Zhun Lun's face was almost distorted because of the pain, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You... you actually... have actually made a breakthrough..."
Ye Feng sat in a wheelchair, staring at him with a knife-like gaze, and said word by word: "You should be lucky that you haven't killed anyone since you entered our Xuanyuan Kingdom. Otherwise, you would have been lying on the ground by now.
A corpse!”
quiet!
For a time, the huge campus, with more than two thousand people, was so quiet that no one dared to speak.
At this time, everyone looked at the figure in the field. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he was extremely tall and majestic at this moment!
This is the King of the North, the unrivaled and unparalleled King of the North!
