Ye Fei's mood was very complicated. Although he knew that there were countless powerful people in the martial arts world, and there were many people who were stronger and more invincible than him.
But when such a person really appeared in front of him, he still felt uncomfortable. Not for anything else, just for the dignity of the strong!
He is strong!
There is no law, but he is also a strong man!
Liu Rufeng is even more powerful!
But the three of them faced the young man in white one after another. As a result, Fa Wudao's life wheel was shattered and Liu Rufeng was decapitated. Only Ye Fei, relying on the powerful defense of Zijin Tai Chi, resisted the attack of the young man in white.
fist.
Ye Fei couldn't help but feel a kind of frustration. He was also in the Martial Saint realm. Why was this young man in white so strong?
"Maybe this person is one of those peerless geniuses! One of the strongest geniuses in Zhongzhou!" Ye Fei felt very uneasy inside. He looked at the young man in white.
The young man in white also looked at Ye Fei with interest, his expression showing a touch of surprise and a touch of solemnity, "I didn't expect that you would actually take that path. If my family hadn't objected and said I was a born saint, maybe I would have followed
You went down the same road."
The tone of the young man in white was filled with sighs. It seemed that he was not able to embark on the path of despair, which made him quite regretful. When he heard this, Ye Fei almost vomited blood in depression. What is a born saint? He has the soul as soon as he is born.
, you can break through to the Martial Saint Realm without any barriers!
This is a born saint!
Compared to the young man in white, these little ants who have climbed up step by step from the warrior realm, the gap is really huge.
Hearing this, not only Ye Fei was depressed, but Fa Wudao's originally unwilling face suddenly flashed with deep shock, and loudly said: "A born saint, the white-clothed war god! You are the white-clothed war god Di Fan of the Emperor Wu family!"
"What, he is Di Fan! The peerless genius who claims to be invincible since birth. No wonder, even if we join forces, we can't stop his punch. I, Liu Rufeng, am so convinced of my defeat!" Liu Rufeng vomited blood and suddenly put it away.
The god behind him, but deep in his eyes, there still flashed strong unwillingness, and deep... dissatisfaction!
After all, we are all martial saints, and we are all standing at the pinnacle of the younger generation. Who would be willing to succumb to others? Not only Fa Wudao and Liu Rufeng were unwilling to accept it, but Ye Fei was also very unhappy in his heart.
"It doesn't matter if I was born as a martial saint, or if I were a peerless genius, once my God of War and Demonic War break through the eighth, ninth, or even tenth level, I won't believe that I will be inferior to these peerless geniuses!"
Thinking of this, Ye Fei quickly regained his invincible confidence. Just because he couldn't beat the young man in white now, doesn't mean he won't be able to beat him in the future. A truly strong man must not only have the determination to win, but also the courage to withstand failure!
"I will definitely defeat you in the future!" Ye Fei stared coldly at the young man in white, with a strong fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
Fa Wudao and Liu Rufeng both looked at Ye Fei with disdain, defeating the God of War in white? Even top geniuses like them did not dare to say these words, but Ye Fei could only abandon a useless person for a day, but he actually had the nerve to say it?
Di Fan stared at Ye Fei and said in a deep voice: "The road to despair is a road of thorns! My road to sainthood is a smooth road! No one in this world can defeat me! They can't, and neither can you, but
I will give you a chance to catch up with me!"
"So, you don't plan to kill us?" Fa Wudao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He was arrogant in his bones, but this kind of arrogance was very powerless when facing the white-robed God of War.
Di Fan smiled, it was an invincible smile, and a confident smile, "Invincible is always lonely! I want to make progress, and I can't just practice hard, so I need a few stepping stones! Anyone who can withstand my punch will
Those who are immortal are qualified to be my stepping stones. Anyone who can take my punch without getting hurt will be qualified to be my opponent in the future!"
"Fa Wudao, Liu Rufeng, you can face me without dying, that is your pride! Therefore, I will give you enough time to grow into my stepping stone! As for you...if you can integrate the fifth despair
With your strength, maybe you can be half of my opponent! You are not good enough now!"
After saying that, Di Fan turned around and left. He sat cross-legged in the sky, quietly waiting for the birth of the quasi-emperor monster in the distance. He did not say anything to drive it away, but Di Fan's action had already shown his attitude.
He would not kill Ye Fei and the others, but he did not want anyone to disturb him in obtaining the heirs of the Quasi-Emperor Warcraft. The faces of Ye Fei and the others became ugly.
But a born saint is not something they can defeat now.
"We don't have to fight for the heirs of Warcraft, but we must kill this man!" Suddenly, Fa Wudao pointed at Ye Fei, with a flash of hatred in his eyes.
Liu Rufeng's eyes were also cold. They had suffered great losses at the hands of Di Fan, so they naturally aimed their anger at Ye Fei.
Chen Mengyao's eyes flashed with a hint of resentment.
Ye Fei didn't care about this. He simply ignored the murderous eyes of these people, hummed a tune, carried the dragon turtle, and continued walking towards another Warcraft lair on the map.
"Stop, Ye Fei, what are you going to do? Keep going deeper. Do you want to compete with the white-clothed God of War for the heir of that monster?" Chen Mengyao finally seized the opportunity. She was very excited. If she could inspire the powerful white-clothed God of War,
It would be better if young people take action.
Fa Wudao and Liu Rufeng had the same idea. They both looked at Ye Fei jokingly, hoping that Ye Fei's actions would offend the white-clothed God of War, so that they could eliminate Ye Fei without taking action.
In the sky, Di Fan also opened his eyes in confusion, with a hint of coldness, "I said, you are no match for me now! Are you sure you want to compete with me?"
Ye Fei was very depressed and helpless and spread his hands: "I said, I didn't come in for any Warcraft, I just came to mine. Don't you want us to be your stepping stone in the future? Now
, you must give me a way to collect spiritual veins and improve my strength, right?"
He did this out of necessity. Now Fa Wudao and Liu Rufeng have made it clear that they want to kill him and then quickly. If he leaves, these two people will definitely chase him.
Rather than being chased and running around, he might as well go deeper, dig out a few more spiritual veins, and then break through to the tenth level of the Martial Saint as soon as possible. In this way, even if Fang Wudao and Liu Rufeng join forces, they can't even think of killing him.
Ye Fei can also be sure that he must have been tricked by Venerable Qingmu, otherwise it would be such a coincidence that the location of the magical beast's lair given to him by Venerable Qingmu happens to be the only way to the quasi-emperor magical beast. In this way, he
Only then would you be unlucky enough to meet this group of people.
"Perhaps, this is another kind of test for me by Senluo Palace. Unfortunately, I don't have enough information to judge Senluo Palace's true intentions towards me. In this case, I can only dig a few more spiritual veins and try to improve my strength.
Strength."
Ye Fei made his own little calculation, and at the same time looked at Di Fan, the white-clothed God of War, with a provocative look. He wanted to see if this person really had the courage to train them as a stepping stone. (To be completed.)