"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Wu Yan was hit by a huge force, and his body flew upside down a few feet, smashing the long table full of dishes to pieces.

The sound of clinking and clinking dishes sounded, and the oil stains of many dishes stained Wu Yan's body, and some embarrassing scenes made many people laugh.

In this embarrassing and embarrassing atmosphere, Wu Yan couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill into, so as not to be embarrassed.

However, there are also a small number of people whose faces are a little dignified, after all, this Wu Yan is also a cultivator of the Transcendent Realm, and he was easily defeated in only three or four rounds against this Ao Feng, so how to face him alone in this small space.

"Brother Wuyan, does it feel good to lie on the ground?"

Ao Feng clapped his palms excitedly, looking at Wu Yan's face, there was still a vegetable leaf hanging on his face, and it seemed that tears were about to burst out of laughter.

Ao Feng Wuyan, who was full of anger, stared fiercely, his face was a little purple, and he hurriedly brushed away the leftovers on his body and wanted to get up.

"Where do you want to go!, Brother Wuyan. Ao Feng's figure flashed, and he instantly crossed a short distance, stepped on Wu Yan's chest, and said with a playful face.

"You can go if you want, but you have to get under my crotch!" Ao Feng pointed to the position under his crotch with a strange smile, and said arrogantly.

"Do you want to drill!" Wu Yan said with blood-red eyes and a hideous face.

"Oh" Ao Feng raised his eyebrows, and his right leg stepped hard, and a strong force blasted through his body directly into Wu Yan's internal organs.

For a moment, Wu Yan's face changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Don't go too far!" said the red makeup on the side angrily.

Ao Feng looked up at the bright and moving red makeup, and after sweeping the round long legs of the red makeup show with hot eyes, he gently slapped Wu Yan's left cheek and said lightly.

"It seems that Brother Wuyan is not shallow! His eyes glanced at some towering parts and then floated lightly.

"Otherwise, how about you, a big beauty, chatting and eating with me, and letting this kid go!"

"Bastard!" Wu Yan, who couldn't move under his feet, roared hoarsely.

"You... Shameless!" The red makeup naturally knew the meaning of the Ao Feng, the willow-like eyebrows were raised, and the pretty face was full of shame.

Originally, there were many resentful young warriors present who wanted to fight against each other, but when they thought of the strong strength of the Ao Feng, they were a little undecided in their hearts.

Looking at the difficult faces around him, a faint desolation rose in the heart of the red makeup.

Just when Ao Feng was arrogant, a black light about seven inches in size suddenly struck with a slight sound of breaking the air.

Ao Feng's brows tightened, and his fingers casually appeared on the side of his body and gently clamped it. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a chopstick with a little oil stain on it.

Everyone's eyes looked to the side, and a handsome young man stood in the corner, with only one chopstick left in his hand.

However, when everyone saw that the young man's cultivation had become a serious step out of the mortal realm, his face was full of sympathy.

This young man is naturally Yang Hao, Yang Hao didn't plan to come out of this matter, but this Ao Feng is going too far, after all, he can be regarded as a person from the Southern Imperial City for the time being.

"You're the helper that Granny Wu hired?" Ao Feng recalled for a moment, then pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "Do you know the price of angering me?"

"Isn't it just a quadruple realm? drag a fart!" Yang Hao rolled his eyes in response.

In fact, Yang Hao was also very helpless, why do these people have these strange thoughts, why are you the holy son of a major sect? or your parents are the Emperor of War.

The red makeup looked anxiously waving his arms, clearly indicating that Yang Hao would leave quickly.

"Good!" Ao Feng licked his lips, the tip of his right finger slamming hard.

"Click", the bamboo chopsticks broke in response, and at the same time, Ao Feng took a step forward, and the next moment, his body appeared in front of Yang Hao after a few afterimages swept through the air under the blessing of the aura of the wind attribute.

This Ao Feng has decided that Yang Hao has no backstage, and even if he dies at his own hands at that time, I believe that Granny Wu will not do anything to investigate.

The corners of his mouth raised a little cruel smile, and his fist was covered with thorn-like wind attribute aura, and it smashed into Yang Hao's head with an extremely strong spiral wind pressure.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and everyone was shocked, if this blow hit, they were afraid that their lives would be lost.

The wind attribute is considered to be in the top three in terms of speed among all attributes, but the fastest one is naturally the thunder attribute warrior.

"Whew" came with a fist of strong wind.

Yang Hao's body flashed with lightning, his knees bent slightly, and his legs jumped high like springs.

A punch landed in the air with a piercing sonic boom, but the cyan air that leaked out blasted a thick stone pillar into rubble. For a while, the people present used their skills to avoid being hit by the indiscriminate blast of rubble, and it was not cost-effective.

Ao Feng was slightly surprised, and immediately stomped on the ground, and his body immediately chased after him like a cannonball, and the fist prints in the sky struck again.

Yang Hao was not panicked, he had carried out special training with Boss Bai in a similar way, and even the meteor stone formation with a large density and fist could not hurt Yang Hao, and this Ao Feng naturally couldn't either.

A burst of thunder-attribute aura surged through the specific veins, Yang Hao's legs flashed with bursts of stars, and his body was like a ray of light, moving non-stop, completely avoiding Ao Feng's thorny fists.

Moreover, at the interval between Ao Feng's attacks, Yang Hao would see the opportunity to stretch out his palm and hit Ao Feng's body with lightning speed, this kind of old man even had a somewhat cunning combat method to completely steal Boss Bai.

Another slap on Ao Feng's shoulder, a strong force made Ao Feng retreat a few feet away, and then stepped on the ground with his back foot to stop the trend of retreating.

However, this kick unloaded the ground with a cobweb-like crevice.

This can be regarded as Yang Hao has the upper hand, and the red makeup rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Even the boss of Wu Yan, who was still lying on the ground, had his mouth open, enough to stuff a fist into it.

At this moment, Ao Feng, who was beaten back a few feet away, didn't expect Yang Hao to have such a powerful hand-to-hand combat skill, and looked at Yang Hao with a blue face and said coldly.

"I didn't expect your kid to be a little capable!" moved his somewhat sour shoulders, "It's a pity that martial artists not only have combat skills, but also the cultivation realm determines the outcome of most battles." Ao Feng waved his arm and clenched his fists violently.

A powerful wind attribute aura transformed into the appearance of a goshawk shrouded behind him, the goshawk let out a long roar, and Ao Feng burst in with a powerful momentum.

In the previous fight, although Yang Hao had the upper hand, Ao Feng, who had a slight advantage in this level, still had a lot of spiritual energy reserves.

Yang Hao's face floated with a touch of solemnity, and he snapped his fingers, and several thunder points as thick as satin were intertwined on his arm, and his entire arm was covered with thick thunder armor.

The footsteps were bumpy, and the body quickly met it.

Just as the two were about to collide, a slightly old figure flew to the center of the two at an extremely fast speed.

After opening his palms and dissolving the two good energies one by one, he lifted Yang Hao and Ao Feng back to the ground with a gentle cotton-like energy.

Yang Hao's heart was shocked, this old man dissolved the strongest offensive of the two of them so casually, and it was definitely the cultivation of the condensation period.

The old man opened his eyes and looked around at the hall that seemed to be after the earthquake, and said helplessly.

"Old man Huang Cen, you are the person in charge of this airship! Stop, two of you! If you continue to fight, this place will collapse!"

Seeing that it would not be possible to fight today, Ao Feng let out a long breath and looked at Yang Hao coldly.

"Your name is Yang Hao, right?"

"Goodbye to that little space, I think no one will come to save you by then!"

"It's not certain who will lose and who will win when the time comes!"

Yang Hao smiled slightly, and shot back mercilessly.