"If you continue this sword, there is no possibility of survival under the Martial Saint!"
"Xiang Feng... shouldn't be a Martial Saint, right?"
"Twenty-year-old Martial Saint? Haha, how is that possible!"
Seeing that the wind was getting closer and closer to the wind, many people around were looking more and more serious and curious.
They also want to see how strong Xiang Feng is.
Can the wind stop Feng Buping’s sword?
Under their gaze, Xiang Feng was still standing there with a calm expression in the face of Feng Buping's sword.
It is exactly the same as when Feng Buping launched an attack before.
When Feng Buping's long sword was about to slash Xiang Feng, they saw that Xiang Feng slapped again as before.
"Bang!"
His palm fell accurately on Feng Buping's face like a phantom.
The speed is far beyond the speed of the wind's long sword.
Feng Buping's body flew out again.
The long sword also flew out and inserted it steadily on the ground.
Feng Buping's body hit the side of the long sword.
The dull sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts.
"How is it possible? Another slap?"
"Xiang Feng's strength is so strong?"
"Martial Saint? Xiang Feng, is he the Martial Saint?"
"But... did there be a spiritual fluctuation just now?"
Looking at Xiang Feng with a calm face, many people's scalp was a little numb.
Ji Suyi looked at Ji Chen at the first time and frowned and said, "Uncle Chen, why didn't I feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy? Did you feel it?"
Her cultivation is actually not weak, and she also has reached a Martial Saint.
However, she didn't feel any fluctuations in spiritual energy.
Ji Chen's cultivation is much stronger than her, and he has reached the two-star martial saint.
But he also frowned and smiled bitterly: "Xiang Feng either has never used spiritual energy, or... he has become very skilled in using spiritual energy. When he makes a move, the spiritual energy condenses but does not disperse. Even if the wind is not flat, he may not be able to sense it.
Unless I fight him personally, I can feel it."
"Hehe, this is actually not important. Anyway, no matter whether Elder Xiang breaks through to the Martial Saint or not, he can defeat Feng Buping so easily, which is enough to prove that he has the strength of the Martial Saint."
Ji Suyi grinned.
Ji Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Suyi, even if he really has the strength of a one-star martial saint, he can't help you any more."
Ji Suyi shrugged, "It doesn't matter. Even if I can't help my father in the future, I can still help him recruit a powerful general."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chen didn't say anything, but just sighed in his heart.
Unfortunately, although Xiang Feng is very talented, he is still a little younger.
If Xiang Fengneng practiced for a few more years and now has the strength of a mid-level martial saint, there is indeed hope that he can help Su Yi.
At this moment, everyone around them looked shocked.
"Martial Saint! Xiang Feng must have reached the Martial Saint. No wonder he dared to come to find injustice without any scruples."
Yang Wangji shook his head and sighed softly.
Huang Minghao said, "The twenty-year-old Martial Saint, even if it is placed in the Jinling Branch of our Tianwu Academy, is definitely a top genius. A strong man at the level of the vice president is willing to accept him as his closed disciple.
.Even the dean may be tempted.”
Cheng Bingxue, who was beside him, looked at Xiang Feng's eyes, and there was a bright look in her beautiful eyes.
The twenty-year-old Martial Saint...
My father will definitely be very interested, right?
"Xiang Feng, you... why are you so strong? Have you broken through to the Martial Saint?"
At this moment, Feng Buping had already struggled to stand up.
On both sides of his face, there was a bright red slap on one side.
He looked at Xiang Feng with hatred and resentment, shock and surprise.
He always thought that it would be an extremely simple thing to defeat Xiangfeng if no one helped Xiangfeng.
But he never expected that after doing it himself, he would be slapped away.
After that, he tried his best and even used his martial arts, but the result still did not change. He was slapped away again.
Wind is too strong!
So he really wanted to know whether Xiang Feng had already cultivated spiritual energy and entered the realm of Martial Saint.
However, Xiang Feng did not give him any face and said directly: "Have I broken through to the Martial Saint, it's all your business? You just need to know that there is a life-and-death battle between you and me. Now, the battle is not over yet.
Woolen cloth."
"Fighting life and death..."
Hearing these three words, Feng Buping's heart trembled violently.
Before, he naturally was not afraid.
But now, he is no match for Xiang Feng at all.
If you continue fighting, there is only one result waiting for him, that is, you will be beaten to death by Xiang Feng.
"Xiang Feng, my cousin is not as skilled as others and his strength is not as strong as you. He lost this life-and-death battle!"
At this moment, Yang Wangji took a step forward and said, "Your battle will end here. As for the bet of 20 billion, he will transfer it to you!"
"Oh yes, bet..."
When Xiang Feng heard the word "two billion", he suddenly realized a problem.
Although I am fighting life and death, I still have a bet of 20 billion.
Betting is his purpose.
But if Feng Buping was killed, how could he get the 20 billion yuan in Feng Buping?
"The battle ends here? Are you kidding? We are going on, but the battle of life and death! Since it is a battle of life and death, the final result is naturally a life and death. There is no saying that one party will admit defeat and end immediately!"
Although Xiang Feng realized the problem of "bet", he did not mention it, but turned his eyes and hummed.
Yang Wangji's expression turned cold, "Xiang Feng, let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Wangji. I am from Yang's family in Wuxi City, a student from Tianwu Academy, and also Feng Buping's cousin. Can you give me some face?
, This life-and-death battle is over? I let my cousin Feng Buping immediately transfer 20 billion to you. What do you think?"
"Okay, your name is Yang Wangji, right? Then I'll give you a face!" Xiang Feng nodded.
Hearing this, Yang Wangji laughed.
Sure enough, few people dare not ignore the title of the Yang family in Wuxi City.
Their Yang family is one of the giants in Wuxi City and an absolute wealthy family.
But Xiang Feng's next words made his expression completely cold.
"I won't kill him in this life-and-death battle. But if he wants to save his life, he has to pay more!"
Xiang Feng continued: "He Feng Buping is not only a student of Tianwu Academy, but also a relative of your Yang family in Wuxi City. His value must be extraordinary. His life is worth at least 20 billion, right?"
The smile on Yang Wangji's face froze and said coldly: "Xiang Feng, what do you mean?"
"Of course it means literally..."
Xiang Feng said, "He only needs to transfer me 40 billion, so I can spare his life. How about it, I'm giving you enough face, right?"