However, Ye Feng is not finished yet.

"Let go of me!"

With a wave of his hands, his strength was infinite, and he didn't even catch the two boiling blood elders, and he was broken free by this thing and came to the field to raise his leg to Yuan Hao, who was buried in the ground.

Airplanes.

Yuan Hao's two-meter big man was pumped and buzzed in the air, and flew out towards the open gate.

"Yuan Hao!" Haken's eyes turned red.

The people of the Haka tribe also gasped one by one, watching the undefeated hero in their hearts swishing around.

And at this time, a swaying figure happened to walk in at the gate of the wall.

Mo Jiu forbearance, covering his hairy head, was still cursing Yuan Hao, a damn bastard, in his heart, but a familiar face flew in front of him.

, Yuan Hao, you!

Don't!

Boom!

The two of them collided face to face, and Mo Jiuren flew up again, and he didn't know if it was his own or Yuan Hao's blood, and let out an inexplicable scream.

This......

A touch of embarrassment appeared in Ye Feng's golden eyes.

If someone can see the situation in Ye Feng's body, they will find that he has already recovered from that domineering state of mind, and everything behind him is acting skills.

And Mo Jiuren...... Accidental injury, pure accidental injury!

......

"Ye Feng, stop me!"

On the main seat, Haken finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly: "We have admitted defeat, you still dare to make a move, if you don't give me an explanation today, Lao Tzu will let you not get out of this big village!"

"What for!!"

Jing Bu'er immediately widened his eyes beside him: "When will it be your turn for the people of our Sword Sect to force you, give me a dodge!"

He squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Feng, but his voice was a little low: "Ye Feng, you really went too far this time, just hit it, don't slap your face, it's so heavy, how can people choose the Holy Son tomorrow?"

Poof.

The disciples of the Sword Sect below were all holding back their laughter.

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Feng's eyes were still 'bursting with golden light' at this moment, and he said loudly: "Sect Master, it's not that I'm too much, it's that this guy is too weak, it's just rubbish!"

"What are you talking about!" a few hundred people stood up next to him.

"Who are you talking about garbage!"

Ye Feng laughed, stretched out his finger and drew an arc in the direction of Haka and the Soul Devouring Tribe: "I didn't hear clearly, I said-everyone here, it's all rubbish!!"

I'll rub your uncle!

It's really fried now.

Barbarian warriors have the most face, where can they withstand this humiliation.

The young warriors of the two major tribes couldn't wait to rush out and trample Ye Feng to death at this moment, and even the older generation on the main seat were so angry that they couldn't stand the arrogance of this young man.

Next to Haken, the black-robed high priest Wu Sen had been slightly closed, but at this moment, he couldn't help but open his shriveled eyelids, and a pair of gray eyes inside swept coldly towards Ye Feng.

Behind him, a lean young man straightened his waist slightly, as if he wanted to stand up, but he was finally pressed down.

Right now...... It's not time yet!

But the others had already jumped off the field, clamoring to challenge Ye Feng.

And at this time, Jing Buer squinted his eyes and seemed to be a little angry: "Enough, Ye Feng, you are too presumptuous today, you don't have the demeanor of our Middle-earth Etiquette State at all, don't give me a retreat!"

"Huh, stand down, it's not that simple!" Haken gritted his teeth beside him, "Breaking the rules of my savage duel......"

"Discipline your uncle!" As a result, Ye Feng was still choking below: "You have to be satisfied if your people beat our warriors into pigs' heads, it's a joke!"

"Shut up!"

Jing Buer waved his hand: "Ling'er, bring Ye Feng down for me!"

Yes?

Is the sect going to be serious?

Yun Fei and the other Sword Sect disciples on the side were stunned.

Why did Jing Fuji, who has always protected his shortcomings, target Ye Feng so much today, unlike the old man's style?

Ling'er?

The Great Chief of Manji was also stunned?

How do you get my granddaughter to come out and do it?

Can she beat this arrogant Ye Feng?

In the midst of a sound of surprise, Barbarian Ling'er really came out in a hurry, holding an unknown short stick in her hand, and she had already transformed into a catwoman form, looking at Ye Feng with a complicated look.

But she finally gritted her teeth and raised the short stick in her hand:

"Ye Feng, don't even listen to the sect master's words, I think you really forgot the rules of our Sword Sect, and don't let me get out!"

"Hahaha! ridiculous!" Ye Feng was really a little crazy: "Barbarian Ling'er, just because you are afraid that you can't ...... it"

"Presumptuous!"

Barbarian Ling'er didn't wait for Ye Feng to finish speaking, she jumped and rushed towards Ye Feng, the short stick in her hand was extremely heavy, and a black black light was drawn in the air.

What a stick this is!

People who know the goods can see at a glance that the stick of Man Ling'er is extraordinary, but what everyone didn't expect was that this stick actually forced this arrogant Ye Feng to fly.

"Wow, it hurts, it hurts, my hand is broken!"

Ye Feng originally blocked with both arms, but the whole person flew upside down as if he had been cannonballed, and rushed towards the gate of the village with great speed.

In the air, a mouthful of blood rushed out, making Ye Feng seem to have been hit hard.

So strong?

Originally, because of the explosion, the inside of Dazhai was quiet.

Everyone looked at Barbarian Ling'er and the short stick in her hand in disbelief, and said in their hearts that this bloody saintess was so powerful?

And just when everyone was shocked by Barbarian Ling'er, at the gate of the village, Mo Jiu couldn't help but cover his nose that had just been broken by Yuan Hao with great sadness, and held on to the doorpost of the gate, finally wanting to come in.

As a result, another black shadow flew in.

I'm Nima!

Mo Jiuren was about to explode at this moment.

Boom.

Everyone heard a solid muffled sound again, and then saw Ye Feng's head hit Mo Jiuren's stomach directly, knocking the latter into a bent shrimp male, spurting old blood in his mouth again, and the two of them flew away together.

In the air, Mo Jiu's unwilling roar was faintly heard:

"Can't you guys change directions!!

......

The Boiling Blood Tribe's reception feast ended in the hustle and bustle.

Barbarian Ling'er, became famous in a fight.

None of the people thought that the Boiling Blood Holy Maiden who had been sent to the Sword Sect since she was a child would have such terrifying strength, Ye Feng was able to defeat Yuan Hao, she was a monster with an amazing body, and she was all pulled away with a stick, how strong was that Barbarian Ling'er?

It's unimaginable.

This incident not only shocked outsiders, but even the chief of Manji himself didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a few years, and his granddaughter was so awesome, so in the evening, he called his baby granddaughter to his big village for the first time, wanting to ask what was going on.

But strangely, even the brute himself couldn't figure out what was going on.

She had only received Jing Buji's order the night before, if someone was disobedient at the banquet, she would let Barbarian Ling'er use that stick to teach the other party a lesson, but what she never expected was that the last person to teach would be Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was really beaten down by her own stick.

This is completely unscientific, huh?

And just when an old man and a young man were staring at each other in the stockade, two figures quietly sneaked in outside.

"Old man, it's me, open the door!"

Jing Fuji?

Manji just held back his stomach and wanted to find the other party, so he hurriedly opened the door to take a look, only to see Jing Buer and Ye Feng standing outside the door with a smile, and flashed into Dazhai without anyone noticing.

After coming in, Ye Feng made his plan clear in one sentence.

This sentence made the old chief of Manji so shocked that he was about to break his jaw, and even made Man'er burst into tears in an instant, and shouted excitedly:

"No, I don't say yes!"

However, it didn't work.

The three old men have already made a big plan.

......

At the same time, in the boiling blood village, in the camp specially arranged for the Haka tribe, Haken was looking at Yuan Hao on the bed with a distressed face.

The lad is really miserable.

Originally, Yuan Hao's face was full of various scars, but now it's good, the scars have been beaten out of position, and they can't even get close to each other, plus the whole face has been soaked in water for several years and seems to be swollen, and it can't be seen.

"Yuan, Yuan Hao, ah......"

Haken felt very sorry for the child: "I really wronged you this time, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't allow you to use the spirit beast, I wouldn't have ......."

Hiss~~

As he spoke, Yuan Hao let out a suppressed low roar.

Next to him, Wu Sen, the high priest of the Soul Devouring Tribe, was healing the child's wounds, his technique was very special, he was using strange insects to put on Yuan Hao's face, some were gnawing at rotten meat, some were releasing vitality, and some were directly drilling into the flesh and blood to continue the broken bones, this scene was quite disgusting and scary, but the effect was surprisingly good.

By midnight, Yuan Hao's swollen face like a pig's head had completely returned to normal, on the one hand, Ye Feng really didn't kill him, just to vent his anger, on the other hand, it also proved that Yuan Hao's body was strong, and he was hammered dozens of times without hurting the roots, and he was already able to babble and talk at this time.

Although, still a bit of a big tongue:

"Chieftain, chief...... Ming, tomorrow, I must tear that Ye Feng apart with my own hands!"

In the room, there was another person standing beside Wu Sen, it was the lean young man sitting behind Wu Sen today, he looked at Yuan Hao's tragic situation, and said coldly:

"Yuan Hao, don't worry, I will use the [Soul Snatcher Gu] to turn that miscellaneous piece into a beast, and then break the corpse into ten thousand pieces to give you anger!"

This young man's facial features are straight, not handsome, but not ugly, but the terrible thing is that when he speaks, worms crawl out of his nostrils and crawl in along his ears, as if his whole head is a huge nest, which is disgusting to watch.

Yuan Hao on the bed had a fierce face, but when facing this young man, he couldn't help but show a touch of fear.

Because he knew that this [Guda] from the Soul Devouring Tribe was the real trump card used to seize the Boiling Blood Tribe this time, even if he summoned a spirit beast, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive a meal in front of the other party's terrifying Gu magic.

You know, this is said to be the chosen son of God who has been strengthened by the gods himself!

......

And at this moment, Haken, who was in charge of guarding, suddenly had a thought, and seemed to open the mysterious qi barrier that shrouded the room, and put in a figure wearing a black cloak.

As soon as the man came in, he looked angry, revealing an equally swollen and messy face, and shouted at Yuan Hao:

"Yuan Hao, you actually hit me so hard!!"

............

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