Facing this punch, Zhao Feng smiled faintly, and then greeted him with a punch, "Heavy Sword Divine Fist Break!"

"Bang!"

An earth-shattering loud bang rang out, and the entire battlefield was filled with smoke and dust, enveloping the two of them.

"Win?"

Those disciples who belonged to the Xia Hua Divine Martial Realm forces glanced at each other.

If Teng Yan's punch hit them, it would definitely shatter all the bones of their bodies.

All of them thought that Zhao Feng would definitely not be able to take it!

However, the truth exceeded everyone's expectations, Zhao Feng not only followed, but also shook Teng Yan's arm,

"The tiger is not powerful, you treat me as a sick cat?"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and then a gust of wind suddenly rose, blasting Teng Yan out.

The audience was silent.

No one would have thought that it was not Zhao Feng who flew out, but Teng Yan.

Didn't you say that Teng Yan was a powerhouse with more than 100 people on the Ling Pavilion list, or an old disciple, how could he not even beat a new disciple?

"No way, why are you so strong, who are you?"

Teng Yan lay on the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Zhao Feng with a look of disbelief.

"Oh, my name is Zhao Feng, and I just entered the Underground Pavilion. Oh yes, I have fought side by side with you, Bing Wuya, the son of the Great Emperor of the Xia Hua Divine Martial Realm. ”

"Zhao Feng?"

At this moment, a surprised shout suddenly sounded in the distance.

Zhao Feng turned his head to look, and the corners of his mouth rose again, really saying that Cao Cao Cao was here, wasn't this Teng Yan who was beaten away by Han Sheng's trick?

"Your Highness!"

After Teng Yan saw Bing Wuya, he immediately got up from the ground and respectfully hugged his fists.

Bing Wuya walked quickly, glanced at Zhao Feng, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, this year it was our Xiahua Shenwu Realm who collected money, but after this person arrived, he directly beat our people ......"

Teng Yan endured the pain caused by his injuries and told the ins and outs of the matter.

After listening, Bing Wuya's face sank, and he said, "Zhao Feng, are you looking for trouble?"

"I'm not looking for trouble, I'm just asking some questions, who knows that your people will do it directly and want to slap me, so I will teach me a lesson. ”

Zhao Feng said slowly, and then his gaze fell on the young man before.

Bing Wuya followed his gaze, and suddenly, the person who wanted to slap Zhao Feng before was directly frightened, and said while trembling: "I didn't mean to, I thought he wasn't a martial madman......"

"Oh, and that wasn't meant to be?"

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Rubbish!"

Bing Wuya snorted coldly, then turned his gaze to Zhao Feng again, and said, "Anyway, I only know that you moved my Xia Hua Divine Martial Realm people." ”

"Bing Wuya, now it's you looking for trouble, the one who hurt you and made you shameless is Hansheng, not me. Besides, if I hadn't stopped the cold that day, do you think you would have survived?"

Zhao Feng's eyes were cold.

This Ice Cliff is a little ungrateful.

"Shut up!"

Bing Wuya immediately shouted angrily.

Turning against each other?

Very good!

Zhao Feng squinted his eyes and said, "Hehe, it seems that there is nothing to say, then, Your Highness Bing Wuya, how do you want to solve it?"

Zhao Feng is not even afraid of cold life, is he still afraid of ice without cliffs?

"You cut off your own arm, stop this matter!"

Bing Wuya's tone was extremely cold.

"Huh. ”

Zhao Feng didn't think so at all, and smiled coldly, it seems that this Bing Wuya is looking for death.

At this time, Xiao Han in the crowd ran forward, hugged his fists and said, "Your Highness, I am willing to cut off my arm for Zhao Feng......"

"Shut up, did I let you speak?"

Bing Wuya didn't wait for Xiao Han to finish speaking, he just scolded angrily.

At this moment, Zhao Feng finally became angry.

"Bing Wuya, if you want my arm, it depends on whether you are qualified enough, don't think that if you are the son of the Emperor of the Divine Martial Realm, you are superior, not everyone is afraid of you!"

Zhao Feng said, looked around, and at this time, there were already many masters around him, all of them were people from the Xia Hua Divine Martial Realm, and there were at least three Seven-Star Martial Madness.

The two parties looked tense, and the atmosphere in the audience was extremely tense, and the more than 200 people were holding their breath and not daring to make any sound.

Perhaps, this battle will be fought because of one of their voices......

At this moment, another figure suddenly walked out, and at the same time a hearty laugh sounded: "Hahaha, it's so lively here." ”

Who?

Who would dare to speak out in such a situation?

Everyone's eyes shifted, and finally landed on a young man wearing a pavilion costume.

"Who are you?"

Bing Wuya looked at the young man and asked.

The person who can come out so calmly at this time is definitely not an ordinary person.

However, Zhao Feng knew this young man.

"Your Highness, his name is Long Yu, the first in the Earth Pavilion, and he is also a hall master of the Martial Alliance. ”

Teng Yan whispered.

Wumeng?

Bing Wuya was also shocked when he heard this, what did the people of this Martial Alliance come out for?

The four great divine martial realms of Nanyuan Lu, although they send people to the Extreme Wind Pavilion every year, there are not many places, and over the years, the number of people is only a hundred, and they are all over the three mansions.

And the Martial Alliance, there are hundreds of people in the Spirit Pavilion alone.

I'm afraid that only when the four great divine martial realms unite can they compete with the Martial Alliance.

Moreover, in addition to the alliance leader and deputy alliance leader, there are only four hall masters in the martial alliance.

In other words, the identity of this Long Yu in front of him is higher than Bing Wuya.

"This senior brother, what's the matter?"

Bing Wuya asked in a friendly manner.

"It's nothing, I just saw a friend here, so I just came over to say hello. ”

Long Yu walked slowly and said with a smile.

"Friends?"

Bing Wuya was stunned again, but when he saw that Long Yu was actually walking towards Zhao Fengfang, his face had sunk to the bottom.

Zhao Feng, how did he know Long Yu?

No, how could Long Yu know Zhao Feng?

"Zhao Feng, you've worked hard these days, why don't you rest well, and you're here to run the Spirit Pavilion?"

Long Yu approached with a smile on his face.

"Come to find two friends, Senior Brother Long, why are you here?"

Zhao Feng said with a smile.

Long Yu was the senior brother that Zhao Feng met when he was refining weapons, and in the past twenty days, the two of them have become very familiar.

"Hehe, I've run out of materials, so I'll borrow some from the Weapon Hall of the Spirit Pavilion. ”

Long Yu smiled, and then his eyes fell on Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han, and said: "Since it is Zhao Feng's friend, then it is also my Long Yu's friend, Teng Yan, return the money they paid last month, they don't have to pay it in the future." ”

Teng Yan glanced at Bing Wuya.

Bing Wuya hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Then, Teng Yan took out two Nawu bags containing Yuan Jing from the Nawu ring.

"Okay, it's a misunderstanding, let's all disperse. ”

Long Yu said, and left directly with Zhao Feng and the others.

Bing Wuya, on the other hand, stood in place with a gloomy face.

He, the son of the Great Emperor of the Xiahua Divine Martial Realm, didn't even dare to let go of a fart in front of this Long Yu.

The group of new disciples looked at Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han with envy, and they could hear what Long Yu had just said.

In the future, Wang Yaozu and Xiao Han are in the Ling Pavilion, I'm afraid that no one will dare to make trouble, even if it is Bing Wuya.