"The prince is invincible—"

"Brother Xia is invincible!"

Many people shouted one after another, taking the opportunity to pat the sycophants of Prince Xia Feng.

Even Feng Xingtian and Jiang Yi symbolically cheered for Xia Feng.

Xia Yu watched all this quietly, the people here, I'm afraid that only Yang Ling'er is relatively simple, and he is fighting with Jian Xin. The others have their own calculations.

The sectarian realm and Xia Feng and the others were not only calculating Xia Yu, but they were also calculating with each other.

Today here, it's more lively.

The show has just begun.

"I have heard that the prince of Xia Feng is named Zhenyanjing, and I have never had a chance to see him. Today, I'm going to ask you about the secret art of the royal family—"

Ye Han won big victories one after another, and at this moment he swelled to the extreme, his eyes were full of disdain, and the arrogance on his face could be seen even by relatively simple people.

He has defeated the younger generation of Yanjing in a row, and he is also full of disdain in the face of the royal family at this moment.

"Asking for advice, just because you are also worthy, Xiao Xiaopanshan is just an ordinary school in the sectarian world. If you do the math carefully, you can't count as second-rate. If you know each other, you will admit defeat directly. Otherwise, as soon as this prince makes a move, you will regret it forever-"

Prince Xia Feng's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at Ye Han.

it!

People exclaimed, this is the style of a prince.

Even in the face of the genius of the sect world, in the face of Ye Han, who has won many games in a row, he is so calm and arrogant.

"This kid is pretending to be like -"

The donkey muttered.

"Hey—"

Some Tianjiao in the sectarian world sneered and didn't say much, they were well prepared, this time, they must make the young generation of Huaxia never dare to raise their heads again, let alone be enemies of the sectarian world.

"Prince Xia Feng, you are too arrogant. What kind of royal family is just the honorific title of the world, in the eyes of the sectarian world, it is still an ant. In our sect realm, we only know Bai Yujing, and we don't know the five major royal families, I'm really sorry-" Ye Han was also very inflated, and sneered.

When Prince Xia Feng heard this, he immediately sneered: "Is it? Give you a chance, you strike first, otherwise, you'll never get a chance to shoot-"

There were cheers around again, this is the prince's bearing.

People couldn't help but look at Xia Yu and found that compared with the domineering Xia Feng, Xia Yu was too ordinary, and he didn't say a word, so he looked like a royal family and deserved to be driven out of the Xia clan.

Clicks–

Ye Han didn't talk nonsense, holding a war knife in his hand, and slashed at the prince of Xia Feng.

The void was cut out of cracks, and the sword was shocked, and he cultivated all the essence of Panshan's secret techniques to the point of perfection, becoming the most talented disciple of Panshan in the past hundred years.

Its strength is far beyond that of ordinary quasi-grandmasters.

The people around exclaimed, they didn't expect Ye Han to be so powerful, he had been an opponent just now, and now he showed his true strength.

And Yan Lingtian and the others were as dead as ashes.

It turned out that Ye Han hadn't used all his strength just now.

Prince of Summer Wind, can you stop it?

Many people began to suspect that Ye Han's strength was probably comparable to that of a weaker grandmaster, Xia Feng was born in the royal family, could he stop it? If the royal family couldn't stop it, then I'm afraid that few people in Huaxia could fight with Ye Han at the same level.

Even if there is, most of them are in Bai Yujing.

When—

At this moment, Xia Feng made a move, his two fingers emitted golden light, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning, and the dragon power shook all directions, clamping Ye Han's battle knife.

"What?"

People exclaimed, this is the strength of the prince?

"The Xia Clan's Interception Finger—"

A monk whispered.

"Poof—"

The next moment, Xia Feng's fingers glowed, and the battle knife left Ye Han's hand, and immediately after, it was thrown back by Xia Feng. Ye Han let out a miserable scream, and was slashed out by his own war knife, coughing up blood.

Ye Han, hit the street!

"Panshan, a third-rate sect, vulnerable-"

Xia Feng looked indifferent, glanced around, and said lightly.

"The prince is mighty—"

The people of Yanjing were very excited and finally won.

Moreover, the Prince of Xia Feng also killed Ye Han in seconds and defeated him with one move.

"Yanshan—"

Another young man from the sectarian world stood up and introduced to Xia Feng.

"No need, this prince has no interest in the name of his defeated general, let's shoot. You Yanshan is no better than Panshan - don't waste the time of this prince, don't say that this prince won't give you a chance, you can use your tricks. Xia Feng said indifferently.

Enough!

Even the donkey kept nodding, and Xia Feng was a good hand.

Boom –

Yanshan's Tianjiao was very simple, carrying a mace, smashing the void and crushing it towards the summer wind.

"Carving insect skills—how can they compare to the secret skills of the royal family—"

Seeing this, Xia Feng sneered and condensed a light palm.

Bump –

The mace took Yanshan's Tianjiao and was shot out.

Yanshan Tianjiao, hit the street!

Bang bang –

Next, the scene of Ye Han sweeping Yanjing Tianjiao just appeared again, and Prince Xia Feng won big victories one after another. Beat out the geniuses of Panshan, Yanshan, Shanggu, Yuyang and other sects.

"Damn—worthy of my royal family in China—"

"It's amazing, these sects aren't that scary. ”

"The royal family is the royal family, and the strength is too strong, and they didn't use weapons, so they beat these sect realm Tianjiao down. ”

The people of Yanjing were flushed with excitement, and Prince Xia Feng finally helped Yanjing, helped Huaxia Xue Shame, and defeated Tianjiao in the sectarian world.

"Senior brother, do you want it?"

At this time, a young man came to the monk's side and whispered.

"No, let him be proud first, the higher he holds it, the worse he falls. How happy they are now, how miserable they will be later. It's that Xia Yu, keep an eye on me. I always feel that this person is not simple. He can cut out the fantasy-level dragon marrow, maybe he is not an ordinary person, he is our main target this time. ”

Although the monk is a monk, his eyes are full of calculations.

Bump –

In the distance, the battle between Kenshin and Yang Ling'er finally came to an end, Yang Ling'er got the mysterious strong professor, and his strength was very strong, but he was still defeated by Kenshin and coughed up blood.

And Xia Feng won several more games, and his popularity reached its peak.

"Xia Feng's strength is indeed very strong. The sectarian world is not as strong as the legend says, and it is the same as the Chinese secular world, there are strong and weak. Feng Xingtian stared at Xia Feng on the martial arts arena and said with a smile.

Jiang Yi shook his head: "The ones who shot just now are all third-rate sects, and very few are second-rate sects. As for the first-class sects, the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and the transcendent forces, none of them made a move. In the five holy places, there are almost no disciples walking in the world. The most terrifying thing is the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, the Transcendent Forces, and the Five Holy Lands—"

"Prince Xia Feng is worthy of being the third generation of the Xia clan, and his strength is extraordinary. Today, in the Lower Heavenly Sound Pavilion, the Buddha also wants to have a discussion with the prince-"

A monk stood up and chanted the Buddha's name.

Tenyin Pavilion!

The first-class sect in the sect world, except for the lack of transcendent beings, the other foundations are no weaker than the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Although there is not only one Buddha, the people who can get the identity of the Buddha are extraordinary.

"Finally there's one to fight, please-"

This time, Xia Feng is finally satisfied.

If he can defeat the Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion, then he will have a long face.

Tianyin Pavilion? Xia Yu looked at all this and still didn't say much. Just a few words of comfort to the defeated Yang Ling'er and continued to wait for the situation to develop.