Chapter 12: An Unexpected Encounter (1)

"Hit! Hit ......"

"Well played!"

"Go on!"

"yes! Kick, kick his ass hard......"

"Hurry up!"

"Wow!

"Come and show him the way, kill him!"

"Alas, it's a pity. ”

......

The Fengyang Building was bustling with activity! Shouts, cheers, and screams came one after another, and people were extremely excited.

I saw three figures in the center of the lobby fighting together, and the atmosphere was extremely intense! After all, the scene of the real fight was indeed much more exciting than watching the play, no wonder it would cause the people around to be so excited and shout non-stop.

The layman looks at the liveliness, the insider looks at the doorway, and the three teachings and nine stays are all the same.

For ordinary people, it is not surprising to fight and fight, but it is just a unique flavor to enjoy in this land of fireworks. There is no doubt that these people like to watch the excitement, and they can't understand anything except for being addicted. But for the people in the rivers and lakes, this is a rare battle of masters! The three of them are not only skilled in martial arts, but also have exquisite moves, which make people dazzled and overwhelmed, and when they see the subtleties, they can't help but cry out.

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People are like shadows, fists and feet are like the wind!

Long Jun and Ding Yi's moves are exquisite, and the coordination is even more seamless; although Ye Wanfeng's martial arts are complicated and varied, when he moves with the two of them, it seems much more superficial, and it is simply unsightly!

After the three of them fought for a while, Long Jun and Ding Yi fought more and more smoothly and bravely, while Ye Wanfeng began to feel constrained and depressed. Facing the stormy attack of two people at the same time, no one will have a good time!

"Damn! In just half a year, these two boys have made such rapid progress, can't they eat the elixir? Damn the plague god!" Ye Wanfeng secretly complained: "A lot of age and the same knowledge as two hairy children, isn't this asking for hardship? Fortunately, I have a good body, otherwise I will be too embarrassed." ”

"Old **, don't hide around if you have a kind, see if the little grandfather doesn't beat you all over the ground to find teeth!"

"Ah Jun is right, you are old and lewd... Old merry ghost, don't be embarrassed here if you don't have the ability. ”

"As the saying goes, that person wants the bark of the face tree, how can you say it later?"

"People don't want to be a ghost!"

"Yes! That's what it means. ”

"This man is so thick-skinned!"

......

Long Jun and Ding Yi said one sentence by one, and what they said was better than what they sang, which caused the people around them to laugh.

"Wow, wow, wow, angry with me, angry at me!"

Originally, Ye Wanfeng also admired the two of them, so he never made a heavy hand, but now that his face has been damaged, how can he stand it? The clay man also has three points of earthiness, not to mention that Ye Wanfeng is so counted, he still doesn't jump like thunder? He was so angry that his face was flushed and said: "Okay, good! The old man gave you some color, do you really think that you can open a dyeing workshop, just let you see the power of my "Hundred Variety Divine Wind"!" The voice fell, and the whole person rose from the ground and jumped high into the air!

"It's really down now, little nail, but you have to protect your ass!hehe~~~"

"You talk less nonsense, or pay attention to your own face so as not to be disfigured!"

"Muscle wood, then let's compare and see who pours first. ”

"Phew, I'm still afraid of your skinny bones?"

......

Long Jun and Ding Yi typically belong to the cheap type, and they don't forget to talk nonsense at this time.

A huge pressure enveloped the air, and the air around them seemed to freeze! Seeing that the other party was moving, the blood in the two of them boiled again. What could be more exhilarating for a militant than challenging a master who has won against him?!

"Wow-"

"Ahh

"My beauty! Come and see the big guys!"

"The innate master also came to the Qinglou to fool around? ”

"Oh my God!

......

Everyone was in an uproar, and they all stood up involuntarily, and the expressions on their faces were excited!

The innate master is the representative of the top of the strength of the rivers and lakes, and the symbol of power and status. Looking at the millions of people in the entire martial arts, there are only one or two hundred people who can become congenital masters, which shows the dignity of congenital masters, which is not a radish green, you can see it casually.

Of course, no matter how powerful the innate master is, Long Jun and Ding Yi are not interested in this. It's not that they haven't dealt with the innate masters, thinking that at the beginning, the two of them were bold, and with some small measurements that were not in the flow, they managed to save Yue Fan from under the noses of the four congenital masters.

Long Jun and Ding Yi didn't care, but the people around them were very excited.

Needless to say, ordinary people are sitting in the rivers and lakes, most of them are some small people who are not in the stream, how can they have any chance to meet those innate masters, let alone watch others do it...... Therefore, the passion in their hearts at this moment is indescribable.

"Last time in Xiangyang, the old man let you, this time I have to let you two plague gods see how powerful the old man is!

Ye Wanfeng was not stopped, her huge momentum rose again and again, and the pressure around her suddenly condensed.

The huge heaviness is suffocating! Long Jun and Ding Yi were in it, and their hands and feet involuntarily became sluggish! The two looked at each other and pulled out their weapons at the same time......

"Hands-on—"

With a loud roar, Long Jun pulled out "Zirou" from the sword wheel in his left hand......

Ding Yi pulled out the scimitar at his waist......

Swords intertwined, like sharp wire nets, striking!

"A Sword Chasing the Soul"

"Seven Styles of Sword Fighting" - "Wild Dance"!

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After all, Ye Wanfeng is a master of the innate realm, even if he can't eat well with the kung fu in his hands, his overall strength is still strong, especially his kung fu is all on his feet.

"It's good to come! Look at my "Variety of Divine Winds" ......"

The feet are like iron ingots, like the whip, like the blade, and like the wind, and there are thousands of changes around it......

"Stop—"

A loud shout was deafening.

Suddenly, a figure appeared between Ye Wanfeng, Long Jun, and Ding Yi, and his congenital anger was released, and he forcibly carried the attack of all three of them.

"Boom—"

The air is flying, and wave after wave pushes wave after wave......

Ye Wanfeng retreated!

Long Jun and Ding Yi also retreated!

Everything around the lobby was shaken to the ground, and the people with low martial arts were all on their feet one by one, and the only thing to be thankful for was that no one was injured and did not cause much damage.

"Wow-"

If it weren't for the appearance of this person, I'm afraid Fengyang Tower would have become a place of disgrace.

"It's the innate master again, and it's really not in vain today!"

"It's worth it!"

"I'm so impressed!"

......

The crowd was in an uproar again, and they were in a mess of excitement!

The person who came was an old woman with a wrinkled face, and her simple dress made it impossible to see what was so powerful about him. But with her innate qi just now, no one dared to underestimate it...... Long Jun and Ding Yi didn't dare, and of course Ye Wanfeng didn't dare!

If you can't see the strength of the other party, that's the danger!

The master behind Fengyang Tower finally appeared, and the surroundings gradually quieted down.

But before everyone could calm down, the crowd boiled again, and ordinary people were especially enthusiastic.

Everyone looked and saw a woman silently walking down from the third floor of the pavilion, a very beautiful woman.

Many people know her name, Feng Nu Jiao.

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