Feng was arrogant and furious, his eyes were red, and not only did three solid wild bulls appear around him, but also a fiery red circle of light, like a flame, slowly rising from his palm.

"Wu Yuan!"

"Fire Martial Origin!"

"Oh my God! Is this Wu Yuan?"

Countless people screamed, staring at the ring of scorching fire that gushed out from Feng Ao's palm.

There is no doubt that every lucky person who has a martial source is a heavenly darling with a promising future in the future, and a powerful martial artist who can become a human master in the future.

Under the arrogance and rage, he sacrificed his fire martial source, and as soon as this powerful momentum came out, it frightened the other registered disciples of Asahida, and they were frightened, and hurriedly hid away, for fear of being affected.

"Don't be impulsive....."

Mo Feifei was afraid that the wind would be arrogant, so he pulled the placket of his shirt and reminded him.

You must know that the literary fight between Zhou Yan and Ling Bucheng was agreed by the two of them in front of everyone, and it was considered a public fight in Ling Chen Wutang.

This is allowed by the rules of the martial arts.

Therefore, even if Zhou Yan seriously injured Ling Cheng like this, Ling Chen Wutang would not deal with Zhou Yan.

But if Feng Ao dared to hurt Zhou Yan if he didn't fight in public, Ling Chen Wutang would definitely punish him severely.

"Smack!"

A stabbing slap sounded loudly.

Mo Feifei's left side of her face was numb, and she was in hot pain, but she was knocked to the ground by a big-eared scraper with her backhand from the angry Feng Ao.

"Slut, I think you still miss the old love, I'm afraid I will hurt him!"

"You eat Lao Tzu, use Lao Tzu, live Lao Tzu, and dare to be unchaste to me, it's damned. ”

Mo Feifei was dumbfounded, and couldn't believe that Feng Ao, who was as sweet as a treasure for him a second ago, would slap her in public, and she was suddenly angry, and tears of grievance flowed.

I don't know why.

Seeing Mo Feifei being beaten, Zhou Yan should have applauded happily, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It is by no means that there is still affection for a woman like Mo Feifei, but it is human nature.

"Kill me, do you dare? But, I think you're a good hand at beating women, yes. ”

Zhou Yan grinned, and then said, "The weather is really good today." I won a hundred taels of gold for nothing, and heck, how can I spend it? ”

Zhou Yan is angry and doesn't pay for his life.

In this situation, Zhou Yan dared to provoke the wind and arrogance so much, and all the registered disciples couldn't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat for Zhou Yan.

Isn't this looking for death!

Feng Ao was already on the verge of rage, and sacrificed Wu Yuan, and Zhou Yan said these words, which was simply adding fuel to the fire.

"I, Zhou Yan, you don't pretend to be affectionate. Brother Feng beat me, this is a private matter between the two of us, don't let your dog meddle with a mouse. ”

"Do you think I'm going to change my mind about you? Don't pee and look in the mirror to see the dead virtue of your poor sour ghost. ”

Mo Feifei, this woman, is simply hopeless, shameless to the extreme, and even feels super good about herself and thinks that Zhou Yan still has thoughts about her.

At this moment, Zhou Yan is really angry and funny, I don't know how to describe it.

After Mo Feifei was slapped in public by Feng Ao, she still had no face, no skin and no self-esteem, and leaned towards Feng Ao again, and said in a low voice: "Brother Feng, I was wrong, I will never make you angry next time, can you forgive me this time?"

Oh my!

There is still such a bottomless and shameless disgusting woman in this world.

Zhou Yan remembered that he had been in a relationship with such a woman, and he wanted to beat himself in the mouth, he was really blind before.

However, Zhou Yan no longer bothered to say anything to Mo Feifei, feeling that it was an insult to himself.

At this moment, not only Zhou Yan, but all the registered disciples around who witnessed this scene were also wide open.

Today they can see what kind of woman the three words mean mean woman.

The word is like being born for Mo Feifei.

"Hmph, get out of the way for Lao Tzu first. After I kill your cheap ex, I will go back at night and clean up your hooves. ”

After Feng Ao rudely pushed Mo Feifei away, his eyes showed a fierce light, glaring at Zhou Yan, holding the fire system martial arts in his hand, and the burning air was distorted

He walked towards Zhou Yan step by step, and the triple aura of the martial artist had completely locked on Zhou Yan, and it seemed that he was determined to poison him.

Martial arts double against triple is not at all on a level, plus Feng Ao sacrificed the martial arts that countless people dream of, Zhou Yan has no chance of winning at all.

But Zhou Yan was not afraid, on the contrary, his eyes gradually became cold.

Since the grudge is deep and cannot be resolved, there is no way to hide.

Zhou Yanshen secretly took out a wishful talisman from his arms.

He still has the last two ways when his wishes come true, and the treasures given by this kind of heavenly way are one less than one, and there may not be any more in the future.

"Poor people who don't know whether to live or die, die for Lao Tzu!"

The wind moved arrogantly, the momentum was terrifying, there was no mercy, after stomping on the ground, he jumped up, and held the fire system Wuyuan with his palm, condescendingly, he wanted to attack Zhou Yan with the fire system Wuyuan and take his life.

Wu Yuan's attack is unpredictable, and it is unimaginable how powerful it is.

In terms of strength, today's Zhou Yan is naturally not an opponent who uses Wuyuan's arrogance.

However, Zhou Yan was fearless, his eyes were cold, and he was about to use the Tiger Fist of the Perfection of Success, and at the same time, he secretly pinched a wishful talisman in the palm of his hand to prevent accidents.

"Stop!"

But at this moment, there was a thunderous roar, a deafening sound, which made people's ears ache.

The next moment later, it was like a strong wind.

There was a middle-aged man in green clothes with his hair tied up, a serious complexion, and a scar on his forehead, like a cold cold knife, suddenly appeared.

The person who came easily defused Feng Ao's attack, not only forcing his fire martial arts back into his body, but also throwing him five or six meters away, almost causing Feng Ao to fall to the ground.

The person who came was Lu Yanran, the deacon of the Criminal Law of Lingchen Wutang.

He usually had a cold and serious face, and there was a centipede-shaped hideous scar on his forehead that extended to the left side of his face, and his whole person was full of evil energy, and his eyes were like a knife stab, and the disciples of Ling Chen Martial Hall were very afraid of him.

It is undeniable that the criminal law deacon Lu Ranran came very timely.

If he appeared half a day later, if Zhou Yan was not defeated, he would have to make an incomparably precious wish.

"Wind pride. You are already a disciple of the inner hall, why do you ignore the rules and take action against the registered disciple when you are not fighting in public?"

The criminal law deacon Lu was blatant, his voice was stern, like a blade, straight into people's hearts, even if he reprimanded Feng Ao, but the people next to him still couldn't help but tremble.

"Deacon Lu, because he injured my friends Wu Mang and Ling Bucheng in a plot. I'm really angry, I lost control for a while, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

Facing the criminal law deacon Lu Yanran, the wind was arrogant and cold, and he was slightly panicked.

Lu Yanran is the criminal law deacon of Lingchen Martial Hall, he himself cultivates to the seventh level of Gundam martial arts, and belongs to the royal family of Li Kingdom, even if there is a family behind him that is not weak, and he is confirmed to have a martial arts source, he does not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

"I know what happened. I read that you haven't hurt Zhou Yan yet, so give a verbal warning this time, and don't take it as an example. If there is a next time, it will be severely punished and will not be tolerated. ”

As the criminal law deacon of Ling Chen Wutang, Lu Yanran naturally knew everything that happened in the inner boundary of Wutang.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been here in such a timely manner.

"Yes, thank you, Deacon. ”

Feng Ao wiped a cold sweat and said with his saliva.

"Hmm. ”

After the deacon of the criminal law waved his hand, two handymen from the Lingchen Martial Hall quickly ran from a distance, carried away the unconscious Wu Mang and Ling Bucheng, and sent them to the Wutang Internal Medical Hall for treatment.

Zhou Yan was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know if this criminal law deacon Lu Yanran would blame him for being too heavy.

However, even if he is blamed, Zhou Yan will not regret it.

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Yan. "Zhou Yan is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Zhou Yan, well, you are very good. ”

But who knows, the criminal law deacon Lu Yanran, not only did not question Zhou Yan, but showed a satisfied look that was rare in a hundred years, asked his name, and affirmed him.

Everyone around was shocked.

And Feng Ao and Mo Feifei had even more ugly faces.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan would also be affirmed by Lu Yanran, the most severe criminal law deacon in the martial arts.