"That's right, I'm from the sea, so what?" Hearing the diminutive tone of a young man with a short stature, a back on his back, and a proud young man's eyes, Yang Lang, his eyes condensed, and said in a cold voice.

When the young man with short stature, his back on his back, and his arrogant eyes heard Yang Lang's unfavorable answer, a coldness suddenly surged in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and said, "So what? I don't know, we will tell the elders of the sect about you being a person from the sea area, and you will not be dismantled." ”

"You ......" Yang Lang heard this, and his face instantly turned red.

"Hey, little dwarf, no, little back, you don't scare people, Elder Danzong, is it just an indiscriminate killing of innocent people? You beware that I will tell the elder about the damage to the elder's reputation, so that you can't eat and can't leave. The young man with short stature, back to the pot, and arrogant eyes in his eyes, that posture originally gave Ye Feng a feeling of disgust, but after listening to what he said at this moment, his disgust deepened, and he said unceremoniously at the moment.

If this person is just a backbiter, but he has a pure heart and is friendly, Ye Feng will definitely treat him with a smile, but if he is full of arrogance and bad words, Ye Feng will definitely not give him face.

Just as the short man is most afraid of people saying that he is short, and the fat man is most afraid of people saying that he is fat, this small back pot, the most afraid is that people say that he is the back pot, hearing Ye Feng call him a small back pot, suddenly anger erupted, a fair face suddenly surged with anger, and the body qi couldn't help trembling, and immediately, the beast soul was mobilized, and the soul power on the body was agitated, and the clothes shook the hunting sound, and two words were squeezed out from between the teeth, "Looking for death!"

As the words fell, the short young man rushed out at the moment and attacked Ye Feng, one hand was already condensed into a claw, the blood-colored soul power on the claw surged, and a bloody breath came to his face, Ye Feng was about to make a move, but Yang Lang preemptively mobilized the beast soul and said to Ye Feng: "Brother Ye, I have been bullied by this little back for a long time, now I don't have to hide the sea beast soul, let me teach him a lesson!"

Ye Feng, who was about to make a move, heard what Yang Lang said, his starry eyes turned and said, "Okay, then this product, I'll let you teach you a lesson!"

The soul power fluctuations that fluctuate from the young man with a short stature and a back pot are only middle-level soul kings, and Yang Lang's cultivation realm is average, and Yang Lang's sea beast soul is much more powerful than the average land beast soul, although Yang Lang's strange fire skill is used, but the probability of defeating this small back pot is still very high, Ye Feng is very relieved, and in Danzong, there are sect rules here, don't worry.

"Hoo ......"

A wind groan sounded, and the small back pot was covered with blood-red claws, like the hand of a devil, and grabbed Yang Lang fiercely.

Yang Lang had already mobilized the sea beast soul, and not long after the soul power on his body was agitated, he used the blue ripples of the debut path, and in the face of the blood-red claw attack of the small back pot, the punch carrying the surging blue soul power smashed out violently.

"Bang!"

The claw fists collided, and suddenly a loud sonic boom sound, and in an instant, two powerful anti-shock forces made Xiao Beiguo and Yang Lang's bodies take two steps back, and the claw fists naturally separated.

"The sea beast soul is really powerful!" The big fat man watching the battle in the rear, the 'smiling tiger' eyes lit up, and he admired.

"Roar!"

The 'little back pot' raised his head, opened his mouth, like a beast, and roared angrily, and immediately, the soul power on his body surged more crazy and violent, and the blood-red soul power on his hand was more bright red, and the fluctuations were more violent, and then a rotating blood-colored tornado was condensed in the palm of his hand, and the blood-colored tornado became bigger in the blink of an eye, and then the 'small back pot' grabbed the thin end of the blood-colored tornado, as if grasping the hilt of a sword, and smashed the thick end of the blood-colored tornado, like a sword, and smashed it towards Yang Lang.

Yang Lang hurriedly released the sea spirit technique, the seahorse spirit body, although it was used once before, but the cooldown time of the spirit skill is not like the special skill, it takes a day, it only takes more than half an hour, and it will be cooled down, so at this moment, Yang Lang's seahorse spirit body can be used again.

Casting the seahorse spirit body, the blue soul power on Yang Lang's body surged, and soon gathered a seahorse phantom on his body, the sharp mouth of the seahorse phantom was exactly the position of a fist, and Yang Lang smashed out a punch with the long mouth of the seahorse phantom.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The blood-colored tornado swirled at one end and stirred the air and smashed on Yang Lang's fist with the long mouth of the seahorse phantom, and suddenly, there was an explosion of energy collision, and in an instant, the two powerful energies instantly squeezed each other strongly, squeezing the energy again, and emitting an even more terrifying explosion.

With the sound of this explosion, a mighty and powerful ripple spread from the attack point of the two, and the blood-colored tornado was suddenly destroyed by the waves, turning into a mixed stream of red energy and bursting away, and the body of the 'little back pot' was also impacted, and he retreated a distance fiercely, and bright red blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and the seahorse spirit body was also affected by a strong impact, making Yang Lang's body retreat as if pushed by a giant hand, and his face appeared in pain.

However, although the seahorse spirit body has become a lot more illusory, it has not completely disappeared, Yang Lang is a little ground on the soles of his feet, and his body is like a tiger pounced, and he swept towards the 'little back pot' whose face was surging with anger and hatred.

Xiao Beiguo's face was ugly, his fists were clenched, and immediately, another third-level beast soul was mobilized, and his body suddenly changed, his limbs contracted rapidly, becoming unusually slender, like the thickness of a small branch, giving people a feeling of being easily broken, but his torso began to swell, and soon it was like a ball, and the overall look was like four willow branches inserted in a football.

"I still don't believe it, I can't clean you up!" 'Little Back Pot' said viciously, and the two soft arms were like leather whips and pumped towards Yang Lang, who was rushing towards the body with a lot of illusory seahorse spirit body, and when he was about to hit Yang Lang's body, a bright yellow light surged out of the two arms, and the momentum skyrocketed instantly.

Yang Lang felt the terrifying power of this move, and hurriedly stopped the pace of rushing forward, lowered his head, and balanced his arms in front of him, so that the phantom of the seahorse's head, which originally appeared on top of a fist, appeared in the center of the horizontal arms.

"Bang!"

"Smack......

The fists connected on the two soft arms of the 'little back pot' finally hugged each other, forming an existence that wrapped bright yellow soul power like a hammer, and then smashed the ball of the chain ball on the seahorse head phantom in the center of Yang Lang's crossed arms, and suddenly an explosion sounded, and immediately, "pop" With a bang, the seahorse head burst open, Yang Lang's low head suddenly raised, in his eyes, the cold light, like the sword just out of the sheath and the sharp edge, as if to choose someone to eat, the horizontal arms instantly expanded, both hands like electricity, quickly grabbed the 'small back pot' that was hugged together because of the collision with the seahorse head and scattered the bright yellow light, and then pulled hard, directly put ' The little back pot inflated, and the football-like body was brought to a distance in front of him, and then he bent his knees, and a knee with surging soul power slammed into the swollen stomach of the 'little back pot'.

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