Chapter Seventy-One: Emergent

Ireland was also stunned, he touched his ears, he thought he had heard it wrong?!

However, Yi Feng's smiling confident eyes made him feel annoyed. What self-confidence capital does a waste person have, since you dare to accept it, then you just wait to be beaten.

"Brother Feng!" Shi Dai'er saw that Yi Feng was about to make a move when she took a few steps forward, and she said in a hurry.

Yi Feng smiled slightly, pinched Shi Dai'er's face and said, "Hehe, don't worry." ”

"But ......," Shi Daier was anxious. Holding Yi Feng's hand, there was worry in his eyes. Although Ireland is not strong in the Holy Land, it is only a human-level third-order. However, this is not something that Yi Feng can handle.

"Don't worry, hehe, do I have to keep the name of a waster? Today, I want the entire Holy Land to know that Yi Feng is still the same Yi Feng as before. A cold light flashed in Yi Feng's eyes, and Ireland and the others couldn't help but tremble a little in their hearts.

"Brother Feng, with your character, you won't hold such a grudge when others scold you, do you really care so much about the name of this waste?" Shi Daier flashed her moist eyes and looked straight at Yi Feng.

"You don't understand!" Yi Feng said softly, as if talking to himself.

"Is she the right again?" said Stelle, her eyes full of unwillingness, "Is she really worth it? ”

"Huh. Actually, I'm willing to do anything for our family. Yi Feng said with a wry smile. This little witch seems to be jealous.

"Well, then I'll wait for Brother Feng to do anything for me. Shi Dai suddenly smiled and giggled.

A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Yi Feng's heart, but the words had already come out, so he had to nod helplessly.

Obviously, the kiss between the two made Ireland angry, and he looked at Yi Feng with jealousy and said, "Waste, are you still fighting?"

"Today, I want all the people in the Holy Land to know. You are still ants under my feet. Yi Feng swept over everyone lightly.

Arrogant!

This was the first word that popped up in everyone's hearts, and then one by one they showed disdainful eyes. A wasted person with all the meridians broken, what reason is there to see us as ants.

Tianji stood in the distance and heard Yi Feng's words, and his heart was shocked, and he looked at Yi Feng with a frightened face: Feng Shao will not return to his peak posture in a few months. How is this possible?!!

However, there is a kind of realization in the heart of Tianyi. After this battle, Yi Feng will be the Yi Feng of the past, proud of all the disciples of the Holy Land.

"Boy, I'll see what you have to say such a thing, you waste. The Irish voice fell, and his fist slammed into Yi Feng with the slightest sound of breaking through the air.

Yi Feng sneered, his fighting spirit turned away in his body slightly, his footsteps flashed slightly, and the speed of a flash actually brought up the dust on the ground, so that everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, avoiding the dust in the sky.

Ireland slammed his fist into the air, bringing up the sound of howling wind, and he looked in horror at the place where he was gone, his eyes full of disbelief.

There was also silence all around, and they all looked at Yi Feng, who was already standing a few meters away, in a daze, and a huge wave turned in his heart: This kid, the speed seems to be too fast, right?

Shi Daier's cherry mouth is also open, the boss. Looking at Yi Feng, who was standing aside and winking at him, he covered his mouth in disbelief.

Wasn't he dazzled just now, and in the blink of an eye, he was a few meters away, is this really the speed possessed by a so-called waste person? This kind of speed, there are very few people in the Holy Land who can reach it. At least, Ireland in front of us definitely doesn't have that speed.

It turned out that Brother Feng had always pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

Shi Daier suddenly had such a thought in her heart.

"How's it going? I didn't disappoint you, did I?" Yi Feng chuckled lightly, looking at Ireland with a smile on his face.

Ireland's face was flushed, and the word waste in Yi Feng's mouth now sounded extremely so, he looked at Yi Feng with hatred, and his fiery gaze revealed the ferocity in his heart.

"Hmph, what's the use of being fast, isn't it still a waste scolding. ”

Yi Feng smiled disapprovingly when he heard these self-comforting words. For this kind of person who does not dare to accept reality, it is to wake him up.

However, Yi Feng's first-order skill at the human level was compared to the third-order at the human level. There was still a considerable distance, and he did not dare to despise Ireland.

"Really, how about you try my punch?"

Yi Feng smiled slightly, ignoring everyone's gaze, his hand turned slightly, and he blasted towards Ireland.

"Touching ......"

As if he wanted to confirm that Yi Feng was a waste, Ireland didn't hide either, and raised his hand to meet Yi Feng. The muffled sound of the two fists colliding shook the entire space slightly, and several small whirlwinds burst out from between the two fists.

After taking a few steps back, the two of them could stand firmly, Yi Feng touched his numb hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. At the third order of the human level, his skill is still much stronger than his own.

Even if he resisted in a hurry and his strength did not reach seventy percent, he still suffered a small loss.

This scene made the entire area fall into silence, and one by one's eyes focused on Yi Feng, his eyes full of disbelief: God, how is this possible? Isn't his meridians broken? How can this punch be tied with Ireland?

Their eyes were horrified, and a possibility couldn't help but flash in their hearts: the news that Liu Feng got was fake, and only for this reason could he cultivate Dou Qi.

Yi Feng is still the original Yi Feng. Do you really have to suffer his revenge?

Unlike these people, Tianrui was the most shocked of this group. He knows very well whether Yi Feng is a waste person, and a few months ago Yi Feng told him that his strength was completely lost. However, now he can actually touch Ireland. This also shows that Yi Feng at least has the strength of the human level.

In a few months, he cultivated from a wasted person to a human level. How is this possible?! Even if you have a foundation before, this is a miracle.

Tianyi looked at Yi Feng in horror, and seemed to understand why Yi Feng's status in the Holy Land was so special. This kind of speed is not something that people can have.

On the contrary, it was Shi Daier, with a smile on her pretty face. Yi Feng knows that he is not a waste, and he does not have to scruple about contact with Yi Feng.

"Hehe, I didn't disappoint you, did I?" Yi Feng looked at Ireland, which was looking at him uncertainly, and smiled slightly.

With this punch, you can seal all the population. How many people can believe in the name of the waste?

"What if you're not a wasted person, Lao Tzu beats you like a cripple. ”

Although Ireland was shocked in his heart, the strength of his fist just now told him that the strength of the person in front of him was not as strong as his own.