Chapter 919: You're Not Dead Yet?

As soon as these words came out.

The martial arts members in the courtyard couldn't help but gasp.

"How dare he ......?"

"In terms of courage alone, in the entire Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, I'm afraid no one can compare to this Great Yan Dragon King."

"At this time, you dare to be so rampant!"

The martial artist of the association is shaken in his heart.

Yan Hui in the rear couldn't help but bite her lip lightly, shook her head gently, and simply ignored it.

That's it.

What she should consider is how the Yan family should calm the anger of the major forces in Canghai afterwards.

After all, this Great Yan Dragon King has an extraordinary reputation in the Canghai Martial Arts Realm.

"Child, presumptuous!" He Feng's eyes widened, and the momentum swept around him, he had never been humiliated like this since he entered the martial arts.

This son has a way to die.

A roar of rage.

"Whew!"

「……」

The next moment, the wind moved.

It can be seen that his figure brought out a long rainbow, and his momentum swept in all directions, raising his hand and grabbing Ye Wentian straight with one claw.

The figure is not yet close.

"Whew!"

"Whistling."

This claw, the spiritual power brought up, formed an invisible offensive under the condensation, as if it was a huge palm, with the momentum of Mount Tai's pressure, pressing towards Ye Wentian.

The attack was not merciful, and the offensive could be described as rapid.

"This ...... This momentum."

"Is this the last generation of powerhouses?" Zhao Minghao's body trembled, and he stood behind Ye Wentian, and at the same time was locked in that breath.

The difference between the Divine Realm Grandmaster and the Innate Realm's hard power is too great.

Zhao Minghao's face was pale, and for the first time he felt a sense of powerlessness in the face of a truly strong person, just when he was about to lose it.

"Whew!"

"Buzz ......"

A palm that lands on his shoulder.

Zhao Minghao only felt that a pure power was integrated into his body.

The feeling of oppression disappeared in an instant.

"Heavenly ...... Brother Tian, are you okay?" Zhao Minghao subconsciously turned his head and saw the calm appearance of the person next to him, and was a little stunned for a while.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"What can happen?"

"Just this little piece of garbage, I can kill him with my eyes closed." Ye Wentian smiled truthfully.

The innate realm, and it is the innate peak.

In the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, he is indeed already a peak martial arts powerhouse, but there is still a gap with himself.

Zhao Minghao's head buzzed.

That was the previous term, the president of the Great Yan Martial Arts Association, and it was rumored that Li Xuanyuan was a big man.

It's all little garbage?

So what are they?

"Hum!"

「……」

Inside the precincts, a blow from the wind fell.

The entire ground in the front yard was trembling, and smoke and dust were raising to obscure the vision.

"It's over!"

"In the Canghai Martial Arts Realm, the old man can't explain."

「……」

Yan Pingzhi felt the terrifying blow, and his face became more and more pale.

The martial arts members of the association also unconsciously held their breath and focused their eyes on the front.

After a while, the power dissipated.

Due to everyone's gaze, the pupils trembled unconsciously.

"Shhh

"Big ...... The Great Flame Dragon King, it seems to be fine."

"Even Zhao Minghao doesn't seem to have any injuries on his body."

"How is that possible?"

The martial arts members of the association looked trembling.

The horror of the blow of the previous president was just Yu Wei, and the young warriors present were all a little unbearable.

The two of them in the power center have nothing to do at all?

The scene in front of him refreshed everyone's cognition.

"Huh? He resisted the blow of the president, and also protected Zhao Minghao by the way?" Yan Hui hummed lightly, and a strange glint appeared in her eyes.

Looking ahead, I was a little dazed for a while.

Compared with.

Yan Pingzhi, the head of the martial arts department, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to step forward and say something.

"That's it? You can't do it either."

"Minghao, did this really fight with Li Xuanyuan?" Ye Wentian raised his hand, waved away the smoke and dust in front of him, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the person beside him.

"There have been fights, and the classics in the museum record that there was a draw, but all the members of the Great Yan Martial Arts Association know about it."

Zhao Minghao responded in a low voice.

This kind of proud record is often mentioned by the association, and every new member of the association is very clear.

Ip Man Tian had a strange face.

It shouldn't be.

Uncle Li's strength, although he can't be sure, but at least he is a strong person in the fitting realm, and the momentum alone is unbearable for anyone in front of him.

"What else do you have to hide?" Ye Wentian was a little interested, but he didn't rush to make a move, and looked up at the person in front of him.

He Feng's eyes were shocked, and his face changed slightly for the first time.

"Impossible."

"This son, is there a supreme magic weapon to protect him? It must be so." Zephyr reacted quickly, and the momentum around him climbed a few points again.

"Child, you managed to provoke Heso."

A cold snort.

The spiritual power around the wind was condensed, and his hands quickly pinched.

"Condensation!"

"Tempest!"

"Hum...... Buzz."

Printing formula.

Zephyr took another step forward, and the majestic spiritual power rolled up the Gangfeng tornado in his figure, tearing the air with might.

Everyone in the courtyard was swept back again and again.

The look of shock on his face could not be hidden.

Zhao Minghao, who was in front of him, looked at him at the same time, and his face showed a solemn look.

"Brother Tian, this blow is much stronger than the previous claw, it should be a top-level secret method." Zhao Minghao reminded in a low voice.

His words did not fall.

"Whew!"

「……」

The person in front of him suddenly stepped forward with an arrow.

The next moment, in the incredulous gaze of everyone in the courtyard, it directly crashed into the Gangfeng tornado.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

Muffled echoes.

An invisible wave of qi swept away.

When everyone in the courtyard reacted, Ye Wentian's figure in front of him had already passed through the Gangfeng tornado, and the power behind him was gone.

In the next second, Ye Wentian was already standing in front of Zefeng.

"You ......" Kazukaze's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't react for a while.

Ip Man Tian glanced at the person in front of him strangely.

"This kind of garbage can't break my defenses."

"Your killer weapon, I'll take a look at it."

Ye Wentian spoke again.

can fight with Uncle Li, this product should not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

Hear this.

He Feng's eyes widened, and he was instantly furious.

It's humiliation!

Naked humiliation!

"Child, you deceive people too much."

"Void Breaker!"

"Buzz ......"

The momentum of the wind turned around, his hands turned into claws, and the spiritual power gathered into a blade, and in his hands you condensed, and the edge tore through the air.

Without hesitation, both claws struck and attacked.

Ye Wentian's body did not move, but he quietly looked at the person in front of him.

Due to everyone's gaze, that blow seemed to be like a rainbow, but it didn't even cut the corners of the Great Flame Dragon King's clothes.

It's too late to shock.

The momentum around the body of the wind rose again, and the spiritual power in front of him rolled

"Fuhu Style!"

"Dragon Trapping...... Son, aren't you dead yet?" Hefeng is not a stupid person, he saw that the strength of the person in front of him was good, and when he didn't react, he shot continuously at this moment.

"Bang!"

"Boom...... Boom."

The power swept through, the waves swept across, and the deafening explosion echoed.

The entire front yard of the martial arts hall was trembling.