Originally, he thought Song Ke could be stronger, but it was obvious that he overestimated the other party too much.
This so-called third genius of the Great Xia Dynasty is just a state of vain. In terms of life and death, it is too weak!
He has no right to use all his strength!
Such a battle is of no use to Ye Feng.
In the tall building, a group of beakers and the extraordinary pride of heaven were stunned, and the original playful expressions turned into surprise and awe!
They are in the capital and think they are at the center of the whole world. The strong man outside the capital is just Er'er, and he is not their opponent at all!
Before the showdown began, they even felt that Song Ke could completely defeat Ye Feng with just a few moves, and there would be no suspense. They even prepared a celebration banquet for Song Ke!
But the scenes that were within their eyes made a huge wave in their hearts, and their hearts were shocked!
Looking at Ye Feng's cold face, and looking at Song Ke who was half dead by Ye Feng's feet, something in their hearts was subverted!
Their self-proclaimed arrogance was directly torn apart by Ye Feng in an extremely rough way!
After all, even Song Ke is not Ye Feng's opponent. Are they, who are not as good as Song Ke, look like ants in front of Ye Feng?
This made their faces so hot that they felt they were slapped one by one.
"Mr. Zhao, how powerful is Ye Feng? Why did Song Ke lose like this!" A man showed an unwilling look, his voice was low, and his eyes looking at Ye Feng were filled with fear and fear.
As soon as these words came out, a group of geniuses looked at Zhao Yiming, looking at the number one genius of the Great Xia Dynasty!
They wanted to know more whether Zhao Yiming would be Ye Feng's opponent!
"Ye Feng...is very strong!"
Zhao Yiming's face was solemn, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he kept thinking about the battle on the Tongque Fighting Stage in his mind, and put himself in Song Ke's identity.
After pondering for a while, Zhao Yiming said confidently: "However, although Ye Feng is strong, he is not yet at the point of being able to be rampant in the capital!"
"I wonder if Mr. Zhao will fight Ye Feng, so that Ye Feng can restrain his arrogance and let him know that there is heaven outside the sky and outside the world!" A woman raised a seductive smile on her lips, smiling.
Said.
Zhao Yiming's pupils contracted to the size of a needle tip, and his voice was calm: "If I have a chance, I will find time to defeat Ye Feng!"
This sentence immediately made the atmosphere on the scene colder.
Some people who are interested are ready to move!
"Young Master Zhao, you said bluntly that Ye Feng is not Song Ke's opponent. Obviously, you underestimated Ye Feng, so I suggest that Young Master Zhao should not provoke this man who is known as the God of Death!"
That's when
Chen Jiao, the most beautiful woman in the capital, tied her hair, and her seductive eyes fell on Ye Feng. Her eyes were flowing, and some ripples appeared in her heart.
In response to this, Zhao Yiming raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he had seen Chen Jiao's eyes, such ambiguous eyes!
He pursued Chen Jiao for many years, and people all thought that they were made of heaven, but in fact, Chen Jiao never looked at him with a glance!
Zhao Yiming couldn't help but hate Ye Feng more and more.
He had a intuition that if Ye Feng was not removed early, the man who suddenly entered the capital would not only take away his reputation, but might even take away the woman who should have belonged to him!
On the other side, the wind was rustling.
The robe of the master of the Great Xia Dynasty moved in the wind, and his exposed pupils penetrated everything, staring at Ye Feng's face for a long time.
A moment later, the master of the Great Xia Dynasty said slowly: "I didn't expect that the pride of heaven cultivated by our Great Xia Dynasty is so vulnerable! No wonder the pride of heaven in the entire martial arts world, we will lose again and again, and lose all of me.
Face!”
"The subordinates are incompetent!"
Zhu Xingchen, the old prince Zhu trembled, but he felt a ray of pressure released by the master of the Great Xia Dynasty, which made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar and trembling.
He understood that this most powerful man was even stronger!
"Forget it, maybe it's the right choice for you to let Ye Feng represent the Daxia Dynasty to attend the Tianjiao Conference. In any case, this time, the Daxia Dynasty cannot lose anymore. This battle will affect the strategy of our Daxia Dynasty, you can understand!"
The master of the Great Xia Dynasty had a cold voice and looked down on the world.
"I understand!" Big beads of sweat oozing from the old prince Zhu's forehead, and he vaguely guessed something.
During this period, the Great Xia Dynasty has been raising energy!
According to his understanding of the master of the Daxia Dynasty, he would never be willing to be king in one corner. His ambitions have always been to conquer the entire martial arts world and become the true emperor of the ages!
Once the Tianjiao Daxia Dynasty wins the lead, this will play an extremely important role in promoting the expansion of the Daxia Dynasty in the future.
And once it fails, what qualifications does the Daxia Dynasty have to conquer the world!
"The world of martial arts will soon begin to undergo drastic changes!" Zhu Xingchen, the old prince Zhu only felt dry and excited and a little afraid.
after all,
No one knows where the future will go!
Under the torrent of the times, everyone is duckweed. Only truly powerful people can dominate their own destiny.
Otherwise, it will only be a chess piece that can be abandoned at will in the hands of others.
On the bronze bird fighting platform.
Song Ke struggled desperately, the blue veins on his face twisted together, looking extremely terrifying, and every cell in his body was painful.
But what made Song Ke even more uncomfortable was that his face, his dignity, everything about him was trampled by Ye Feng, and now even his own life was under Ye Feng's control.
With a moment of thought, Ye Feng can completely disappear from this world.
Last second, he was still a fan of countless people, the pride of heaven holding power. Now, he is like a pool of mud, and it is difficult to turn over again.
"Ye Feng, you can't kill me! I'm from the Song family, I can't afford to provoke me with my background!" Song Ke gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.
anyway,
Even if he loses all face, he must survive from Ye Feng's hands first.
Only by living can he have the chance to take revenge!
Suddenly, Song Ke's pupils were covered with blood, and his sharp nails kept tearing on his somewhat deformed cheeks. Blood marks appeared, looking shocking.
Song Ke let out the most shrill scream, and struggled constantly under Ye Feng's trampling feet, obviously suffering to the extreme.
"Kill you, that's the last thing. Do you remember what I said? I will make you regret coming to this world!" Ye Feng's voice was cold and without any emotion.
Since Song Ke cut off Prince Chen's arm, Ye Feng has not planned to spare the other party easily.
What's more, he actually dared to attack his sister-in-law Tang Ying!