At the top of the Martial Arts Tower, on the floor where the Golden Yao students of the Xuanfeng Temple cultivated. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

"Tut-tut, Gu Ping wants to cover the Hidden Mist Temple? haha! I'm afraid he doesn't have the strength, right?"

A young man sitting cross-legged on a golden stone pedestal opened his eyes slightly, he was burly, and there was a slight knife mark on his face that spread from the corner of his eye to his chin.

Luo Yan, the strength of the Kaiyang Realm Dacheng, the third-ranked Jin Yao student of the Xuanfeng Temple, ranked ninth on the gold list of the Beidou Academy.

The strength is strong, with a sky-shaking hammer in his hand, he once crossed the level of challenge, and smashed a strong man who was perfect in the Kaiyang Realm into pulp.

"He can't cover it, but don't forget, there is still a Duan Qianhe standing behind him!"

Another teenager, who was slender and looked more iconic than some girls, suddenly smiled strangely.

"Wei Lianxing, are you afraid?"

Luo Yan's expression sank and he said coldly.

"What do you say?"

......

At the top of the Martial Arts Tower, on the floor where the Purple Electric Temple's Golden Yao students were cultivating, Duan Qianhe's eyes were like lightning, and wave after wave of powerful aura suddenly spread across his body.

Lifting his eyes slightly, Duan Qianhe's eyes showed an astonishing battle intent, and after a while, he smiled lightly, and the battle intent in his eyes gradually faded: "Ye Qingfeng, is that guy from the Hidden Mist Temple who injured Tang Tian?"

"Yes!"

A teenager next to him nodded slowly.

"Oh, interesting!"

Duan Qianhe chuckled, closed his eyes again, and gradually fell into a magical artistic conception in his body.

The flames are blazing, and the flames are burning!

......

In the Martial Arts Tower, Gu Ping's domineering words caused a commotion, and even the group of Jin Yao students who were cultivating at the top were alarmed.

At this time, in the midst of a series of surprised eyes, Gu Ping squinted his eyes and stretched out a friendly hand towards Ye Qingfeng. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

Ye Qingfeng smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hand, and in full view of everyone, the two of them held each other's palms tightly at the same time.

"I don't know Senior Gu Ping, can you let the juniors and sisters ascend to the fifth layer of cultivation?"

Retracting his palm, Ye Qingfeng looked at Gu Ping and smiled.

"Yes, but in the past twenty years, the territory of the Hidden Mist Temple has been divided by us......

"It's okay, it's ours, it's still ours after all!"

His lips moved slightly, Ye Qingfeng's eyes lifted, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a firm smile at this moment.

"Do you need me to clear the field for you?"

Gu Ping stood with his hands in his hands, and there was no doubt about his attitude between his words, which was ironclad and wanted to help Ye Qingfeng.

"It's useless to make it difficult for seniors, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, there are some things, we should be able to solve them!

Ye Qingfeng arched his hand, and with a wave of his palm, he led the people of the Hidden Mist Temple up the stairs.

On the fifth floor, the cultivation ground that originally belonged to the Hidden Mist Temple was full of people at this time, and almost all the students of the four major temples had it.

They frowned one by one, staring at Ye Qingfeng and the others with unkind eyes, as if they were extremely unwelcome to the arrival of these uninvited guests.

"I'm Gongsun Sheng of the Aoxue Temple, Senior Bu Jingyu said, give Senior Gu Ping a face, let's evacuate!"

Gongsun Sheng took the students beside him, glanced indifferently at Ye Qingfeng and the others, snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

Indeed, after the opening of the Martial Arts Tower, the places in the major temples are not enough, even if there is a vacant Hidden Mist Temple for them to divide, they still have to come in batches, and if they are lucky, they may be able to come in twice a month.

Now, although the academy has released a document internally to return the fifth floor to the Hidden Mist Temple, these students don't seem to be too happy when they think of the tight number of places in the future.

"Senior Yuan Shen of the Imperial Thunder Temple said, give Senior Gu Ping a face......"

The student's contemptuous eyes condensed on Ye Qingfeng, and he didn't bother to finish speaking, he directly beckoned to the student beside him and said, "Go!"

The group left the fifth floor in a majestic manner, and finally did not forget to drop a sentence: "Gu Ping can take care of you for a while, but he can't take care of you for a lifetime, if someone really wants to get you, Gu Ping may not be able to bear it!"

"You!"

Chang Ning was not happy when he heard this, he wanted to rush forward angrily, but was stopped by Ye Qingfeng.

After stopping Chang Ning, Ye Qingfeng looked at the students who were still sitting on the stone seat.

"They belong to the Dazzling Wind Temple. ”

Yue Shiyin's beautiful eyes didn't show any emotion, and she said in a low voice.

"Seniors, this is the cultivation ground of the Hidden Mist Temple, please ......"

"I know!"

A young man with a gloomy expression instantly burst into flames: "They give Gu Ping face, I, Fan Jie, am not interested in this!"

"Fan Jie, do you want to try it?"

Suddenly, an arrogant voice sounded sharply.

Gu Ping!

I saw him standing with his hands in his hands, past Ye Qingfeng, and standing in the opposite position to Fan Jie, and suddenly, a strong aura burst out from his body, setting off a storm of Yuan Force, which shocked everyone in the Xuanfeng Temple and couldn't concentrate on cultivation.

"Gu Ping, others are afraid of you, I may not, if you deceive people too much, Senior Luo Yan will not sit idly by!"

In the face of the powerful Gu Ping, Fan Jie still did not flinch, and the students of the surrounding Xuanfeng Temple also surrounded him at this moment.

The atmosphere on the field was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and as long as it was ignited slightly, it would explode at any time.

"Senior Gu Ping, I understand your kindness, Qingfeng can handle this situation!"

Ye Qingfeng took a few steps forward without hesitation, staring at Fan Jie with a cold gaze, extremely sharp, like a thorn in his heart.

"Ye Qingfeng, I'm not Tang Tian's waste, if you want me to retreat to the fifth layer, show some skills, otherwise you will obediently lead people out!"

Fan Jie was caught off guard, and was startled by Ye Qingfeng in a cold sweat, and immediately plucked up his courage and shouted loudly.

"Since the subordinates have seen the real chapter, it will be easy to do!"

The corners of Ye Qingfeng's mouth smiled slightly, and the yuan force in his body began to operate, and a wisp of red and black entwined power flowed wildly, constantly condensing at his fist.

Looking at Ye Qingfeng's actions in surprise, Fan Jie's heart trembled, as if he felt that the other party was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

However, Luo Yan confessed that he couldn't let the Hidden Mist Temple easily get the cultivation ground, Fan Jie naturally didn't dare to back down, even if the odds of winning were not big, he still had to bite the bullet.

Rumble!

Fan Jie obviously had some good strength among the Yinyao students, but I saw that his pupils shrank slightly, and two powerful cyclones were condensed in his palms.

The Gale Wind Palm, a Xuan-level intermediate martial art, has similarities with the Flame Palm cast by Tang Tian, except that the difference is a wind attribute and a fire attribute.

Sure enough, there were two hits!

Gu Ping stood aside, looking at Ye Qingfeng intently, and his evaluation of him in his heart was a few points higher!

"Qingfeng is so handsome!"

There were two slim figures standing beside Mo Tianyan, and their eyes showed an obsessive expression at the moment when Ye Qingfeng burst out with a strong momentum.

Dashing!

Tall and straight!

And it's powerful!

Such a man is the dream goal of thousands of girls.

"Mengling, Fei Xuan, you two are such nymphomaniacs!"

Mo Tianyan was also touched by Ye Qingfeng's image, but she didn't show it, but glared at her two companions with disdain.

"Woo woo, you take care of me!"

Xu Mengling and Shi Feixuan glanced at her in unison, which made Mo Tianyan feel very speechless.

Yue Shiyin's face was indifferent, and a trace of ripples quietly appeared in her heart, and to this day, even she had to admit that Ye Qingfeng was indeed superior.