Chapter Twenty-Three: The Battle King's Wood

Han Mengdie squeezed out of the teahouse, and when Wang Mu was stunned, he hurriedly ran to the middle of the two and said to Wang Mu: "Brother Wang Mu, Ye Feng's nature is not bad, and he often goes to South Street to rescue poor beggars. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Ye Feng has been devastated by illness all year round, how can you withstand your fists and kicks? ”

Han Zidie's words failed to make Wang Mu extinguish the fire, but on the contrary, his vicious eyes added a lot of ferocity.

Finding that Wang Mu's eyes were getting more and more unkind, and he didn't mean to stop, Han Zidie hurriedly turned around and pushed Ye Feng, and said anxiously: "Brother Feng, you should leave quickly." Wang Mu is an inner disciple of the Hengyue Sect, and his martial arts have reached the middle stage of chivalry. As the saying goes, there are no eyes in the fists and feet, and even if he punches you, even if you don't die, you will be disabled for half a month. ”

Looking at the panicked Han Zidie, Ye Feng's heart was filled with a warm current, and a touch of emotion appeared in his eyes.

"Purple Butterfly girl, you avoid it first, Wang Mu is determined to go to war to find death, and I, Ye Feng, am also willing to avenge my father. You can rest assured, don't look at Wang Mu is an inner disciple of the Hengyue Sect, and the next battle between me and him, who lives and who dies is another matter. Ye Feng was like an ancient pine when he went to that station, allowing Han Zidie to exert all his strength, and Ye Feng's footsteps did not move backwards at all.

As soon as Ye Feng's words came out, I saw that everyone on the lookers was stunned, and then they sneered at Ye Feng in their hearts, did they take the wrong medicine? It's just enough to dare to have a dispute with Wang Mu, but you really dare to fight, isn't this purely looking for death?

Han Zidie was also stunned, and just wanted to open her mouth to comfort again, but suddenly felt a pain in her left shoulder, and her delicate body stumbled to the side.

"Purple Butterfly, get out of the way, today I have to kill this thing that doesn't know whether to live or die." Wang Mu had already been blown up by Ye Feng's heart, and he didn't care that Han Zidie was a weak woman, so he directly pushed her aside, picked up his fist and punched Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng, who was holding the purple sword, frowned suddenly, didn't look at the iron fist that was coming from the whirring wind, mobilized his vitality to swim and shook his whole body to the right, and after dodging Wang Mu's punch dexterously and agilely, his right arm directly hugged Han Zidie, who was about to fall.

Ye Feng's speed was so fast that the heroes only felt a flower in front of them, and it turned into a scene in front of them that skillfully dodged the iron fist hero to save the beauty.

"Just ...... What just happened? I...... Am I dazzled? The man leaning against the doorpost was startled, and hurriedly stood up straight and cast his gaze at Ye Feng.

Originally, Ye Feng and Wang Mu had a big fight, but the man disdained to see it.

What is there to see about a chivalrous man going to fight against a sick seedling? But just now, Ye Feng cleanly dodged Wang Mu's punch, and at the same time saved Han Zidie, and immediately let the man who stood up straight rub his eyes, and his face was instantly filled with incredulity.

"Leaf ...... Ye Feng ...... Dodged. Wang Mu didn't hit him? Across the street, a middle-aged man in his thirties opened his mouth and exclaimed.

"Oh my God, was it just a coincidence? Wang Mu's punch was like a bamboo, and the speed was amazing. It must be a coincidence that Ye Feng, a sick seedling, was able to dodge. Yes, it must be a coincidence. A big man on the street swallowed hard, and a muttered of surprise came from his mouth.

Skillfully dodge a punch and stretch out your arms to save the beauty. Ye's smooth movements shocked everyone present. However, the most surprising among everyone was Wang Mu.

Wang Mu shook his head vigorously, and looked down at his fist in a daze, his ears were full of terrifying words around him, which made Wang Mu's face turn red.

When Wang Mu saw Ye Feng holding Han Zidie with one arm and staring at each other, Han Zidie's pale cheeks showed a flush, the anger in Wang Mu's heart ignited in an instant, and his right hand stretched out the tip of the long sword and pointed at Ye Feng angrily.

"What a piece of shit, I didn't expect you to dodge my fists. Okay, good, although I don't know what happened to you, but today I touched the purple butterfly at you, and I, Wang Mu, will cut off your head. ”

Wang Mu's punch has become a fact, and it is acceptable to be ridiculed by the people around him. But Wang Mu couldn't tolerate the woman he wanted, and was held in his arms by a person who was a waste in his eyes.

Now, Wang Mu asked himself if he didn't kill Ye Feng under the sword, it would be difficult to eliminate the shame and evil anger in his heart.

The next moment, Wang Mu didn't wait for Ye Feng to speak, he waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed, and the sharp tip of the sword went straight to Ye Feng's throat.

This sword was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it came to three inches between Ye Feng's neck. At such a short distance, Ye Feng could feel the wind coming from the tip of the sword.

But there was no trace of panic on Ye Feng's face at all, but in his blazing eyes, two sneering lights appeared.

In the next second, an inch in front of the tip of the sword was Ye Feng's throat.

At this moment, all the heroes around them exclaimed, and everyone hurriedly closed their eyes, not wanting to see the cruel scene of blood splattered on the spot.

Instantly! In the blink of an eye, everyone with their eyes closed was wondering why they hadn't heard Ye Feng's screams? The next second, I heard an exclamation.

He ...... He ducked again. How did Ye Feng do it? ”

"I didn't see it. Just now, Wang Mu's sword had already pierced an inch in front of Ye Feng's throat, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that he was holding Han Zidie and moved to a meter away. ”

"It's really weird, could it be that the ghost is on Ye Feng's body? Otherwise, how could he dodge Wang Mu's sword? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, where does the soul come from in the world? Just now, Ye Feng easily dodged Wang Mu's punch, and now he avoided Wang Mu's sword. In this way, Ye Feng is no longer the waste he was before. ”

"Yes, it's no coincidence. Judging from Ye Feng's clean dodge, he has become a chivalrous man. can be comparable to Wang Mu, which is enough to show that his skills are at the beginning of chivalry. ”

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Ye Feng's clean dodge caused an uproar among the onlookers.

These people have to admit that since then, there has been one more chivalrous person in Wangu Town. And Ye Feng also broke the spell that no one in the Ye family could practice martial arts for hundreds of years.

Wang Mu, who was standing in place, had a pale face, watching Ye Feng gently put Han Zidie aside, and Wang Mu, who was angry and angry, trembled with anger.

"Okay, well, don't be impressed for three days. I, Wang Mu, didn't expect that you, a stinky salted fish, would also turn over. That's it! Today, I will show my real strength to reunite you with your dead ghost father. ”

Wang Mu's steel teeth creaked, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, the dantian vitality traveled through the eight veins of the whole body, and his feet kicked the ground violently, and his sword body stabbed towards Ye Feng again like a meteor.

Don't look at Ye Feng dodging Wang Mu's two attacks, the moment he pointed at his throat just now, it also scared Ye Feng out of a cold sweat.

Although Ye Feng became an early chivalrous man, he was still a little inferior to Wang Mu's strength. If he blindly dodges, it will not be easy for Ye Feng to hit Wang Mu.

As Wang Mu stabbed with his sword, the two suddenly fought together.

Ye Feng didn't pull out the purple sword, but just used the scabbard to resist Wang Mu's long sword. I only listened to the sound of the collision of bells and bells, which instantly shook the long street in front of the teahouse.

"Hey! This trip to the teahouse was not in vain, and I encountered such a hearty fight. ”

"Well, look at that Wang Mu, he is worthy of being the inner disciple of the Hengyue faction, the sword he just cut down is full of power, his feet are more like ancient pine roots firmly grasping the ground, the center of gravity of his body is all concentrated on the waist, and the whole person is as calm as Mount Tai."

"Needless to say? Don't look at who Wang Mu's master is. Among the four elders of the Hengyue Sect, he was known as the personal disciple of Elder Zhu Liang Zhu who sealed his throat with a sword. ”

"Wang Mu is Zhu Liang's apprentice? Hiss! As far as I know, three years ago, Elder Zhu Liangzhu's skill reached the middle stage of chivalry. He is the third of the eight elders, and he is quite a weighty person. ”

"No wonder Wang Mu's moves are mostly based on piercing the throat, and it turns out that he has obtained Zhu Liang's true inheritance. It seems that this Ye Feng, who has just become a chivalrous man, is going to be unlucky. ”

"yes, that's a shame. Just got rid of bad luck and took off the title of waste. But he was about to die under Wang Mu's sword, and went to the underworld to see Ye Longtian. ”

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Ye Feng became a chivalrous man, but he surprised the surrounding heroes for a moment. But as Wang Mu's identity surfaced, more and more people thought that Ye Feng was more than lucky.

It's no wonder that everyone sighed, Wang Mu has been an early chivalrous man for half a year, and the vitality in the dantian has long been familiar with the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, which is not comparable to Ye Feng at all.

Just as at this time, Wang Mu is fighting more and more fiercely, the long sword in his hand is whirring with the wind, sometimes up and sometimes stabbing quickly, each coherent like flowing water is obviously caused by long-term hard practice, which has made Ye Feng only have the ability to parry without the slightest strength to fight back, and he was even more suppressed by Wang Mu who was covered in sweat and panting and constantly retreated backwards.

"Little cub, how long do I see if you can hold on?" Wang Mu's eyes radiated light, and the moment Ye Feng retreated, his toes kicked the ground, and the long sword stabbed at Ye Feng's throat again.

Although Ye Feng Dantian has vitality, his whole body is still extremely jerky, and he has long been provoked by Wang Mu's continuous onslaught.

And Ye Feng was most annoyed by Wang Mu's throat with a sword, only to see that the tip of the sword was about to approach Ye Feng's throat, Ye Feng waved his hand and touched Wang Mu's long sword with the scabbard of the purple sword, and knocked the long sword to the side with a bang.

By touching the sword in Wang Mu's hand for a moment, Ye Feng grabbed the hilt of the purple sword with his right hand, pulled out the purple sword by an inch, and said at the same time: "I'll blind your dog's eyes." ”

An inch of the sword body was out of the sheath, and a purple light shot straight in all directions.

Wang Mu tilted his head by Zimang, and couldn't open his eyes under the irradiation of Zimang.

At this moment, not only Wang Mu couldn't open his eyes, but even the dozens of onlookers around him moved their heads to the side, not daring to look directly at Ye Fengdi.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng hurriedly put the purple sword into the sheath, and at the moment when the purple mang disappeared, Ye Feng took a step abruptly, and slapped Wang Mu's chest with his cold right hand.

Suddenly, Wang Mu only felt a chill in his chest, and it was like a cold current was injected into his body, and before he could shiver, his body immediately rolled upside down and fell three meters away.

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