Ye Feng concentrated and found that the red air flow surging on each other belonged to the special evil Qi inspired by the Wu pulse, which complemented the real Qi with the same attribute, making the power of this palm more ferocious, almost bursting out of the breath of fire.

    "Qian Yuan Qi Jin!"

    His eyes narrowed and his fingers pointed forward in a cold drink.

    Ye Feng has decided to make a quick decision and win the prestige of Wang Sheng. Otherwise, the children of the county aristocratic family will emerge one after another. Once they reach an impasse, they will only consume their spiritual strength in vain.

    Hiss

    A blue Qi force silently pierced the void, and the true Qi condensed like a needle at his fingertips hit Wang Sheng''s fist. This Qi force encountered the other party''s red Qi in the void, just like puncturing a piece of tofu with chopsticks. The fist Qi burst out by Wang Sheng could not stop at all, and was directly penetrated in the past.

    Then Wang Sheng''s body shook, the tiger''s mouth cracked, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his body retreated rapidly, and his face was full of fear.

    Wang Sheng was pushed back with a vigorous force. Ye Feng''s figure kept pushing towards the ground with explosive force. The figure turned into a fierce tiger and bombarded up.

    "Tiger down the mountain."

    "The old bear hugged his waist."

    With a rush, a collision, a entanglement and a hug, Wang Sheng stepped back and flashed through Ye Feng''s four fists as fast as thunder, but under Ye Feng''s fist bombarded by the storm, he was finally a step late.

    Fifth punch.

    Bang!

    The heavy fist hit Wang Sheng''s chest, and the red Qi that tried to protect his body completely collapsed. His figure was pounded out by Ye Feng like a shell. He opened his mouth in mid air and spit out a mouthful of blood.

    WOW!

    There was a sensation around, and there was a cry of surprise.

    Until now, the eyes of the crowd fell on Ye Feng.

    Their eyes were filled with awe.

    Wang Sheng, who can rank in the top ten in the whole county, was easily defeated by a younger and lower level teenager?

    With such achievements, the whole Wang family, I''m afraid only the young Wang Chong in white can compare with it.

    "This young man from the countryside, Ye Feng, may really have the strength to enter Feiyun sect."

    "Is he in the Qi refining realm? Can he defeat Wang Sheng so easily?"

    "It shouldn''t be. I can''t feel the breath of the Qi refining realm on this man, but his first attack to disrupt Wang Sheng''s rhythm obviously should have used the attack technique of releasing real Qi."

    "It''s not the gas refining realm, but it has an attack technique no less than the gas refining realm. It''s unimaginable, it''s unimaginable..."

    ……

    The crowd talked one after another. Hearing these voices, Ye Feng just smiled calmly, looked at Zhao Lun, who was envious, jealous and hated, and the surrounding Wang''s children, and walked out.

    Hula, a group of Wang''s children clamored around.

    Wang Chao angrily shouted, "beat our Wang family and hurt brother Wang Sheng. It''s so easy to want to go?"

    "Why? You can''t fight alone. You want to fight in groups this time?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, sneered on his face, and stared down at the dynasty.

    "You!"

    "Let him go!"

    The young man in white not far away, that is, Wang Chong, the first person of the young generation of the Wang family, looked cold, as if he was not angry at what Ye Feng did at the moment.

    "Brother Chong, he hurt brother Sheng, and the Jasper lingtan you want..." the Dynasty''s face sank and said reluctantly.

    He was obviously older than Wang Chong, but his cultivation strength was there, but he had to call Wang Chong brother.

    "Shut up!"

    The young man in white glanced around coldly and interrupted the dynasty, "I said, let him go. Dare you question my decision?"

    There is no doubt about the Majesty in the voice.

    Although he is young, he has developed the dignity that the superior should have. It seems that the Wang family has trained him as the next generation of family owners.

    The dynasty didn''t dare to talk any more and retreated, but the cold eyes were still condensed on Ye Feng, and his eyes were full of resentment.

    Ye Feng didn''t care when he noticed the Dynasty''s eyes.

    The strength of this dynasty is not as strong as Wang Sheng, who has just been defeated by him, and his injury is not healed. It is impossible to pass this assessment and pose no threat to him.

    On the contrary, it was the young man in white, Wang Chong, who looked calm and behaved like a big general. Maybe he would be one of his strong enemies.

    He nodded slightly.

    After that, he kept walking and left with great strides under the eyes of everyone.

    "Young master, we..."

    Zhao Qi in the crowd carefully shrunk back, for fear that the Wang family would eat in Ye Feng''s hands and find their bad luck.

    "Go and join him... We must watch Ye Feng these two days and wait for our father to meet." Zhao Lun''s voice was helpless.

    Somehow, he suddenly became afraid of Ye Feng.

    But the thought turned, but tried to drown the fear.

    "Hum, what drag?"

    "It''s not good luck. How can he find a red gold ginseng king? But how can he be strong?"

    Looking at Ye Feng''s back, a grim smile flashed on Zhao Lun''s face

    ……

    Three days later, there were only the last four days before the assessment of Feiyun sect. In these days, young talents thousands of miles around crowded into Bali City, making the city unprecedentedly active.

    Zhao Dapeng also arrived at Ye Feng''s Inn on this day.

    "Maple, you go to a place with us now!" the dusty Zhao Dapeng walked into Ye Feng''s room, took a cup of herbal tea on the table and drank it all at once. When he saw Zhao Qi entering with Zhao Lun, he immediately stood up with a trace of excitement.

    "Father, you work hard back and forth. Do you want to rest for a night?"

    "No, there are some delays along the way. I''m afraid I''ll miss the assessment of Feiyun sect." Zhao Dapeng shook his head.

    "Hum..." the more Zhao Lun looked at Maple Leaf, the more unhappy he became.

    It''s all the fault of Ye Feng. He dawdled in the big black forest and wasted many days.

    Ye Feng turned a blind eye to this expression, looked a little moved, poured another cup for Zhao Dapeng, and asked curiously, "Uncle Zhao, where are we going?"

    "I''ll know when I go..." after drinking it all, Zhao Dapeng put the tea cup and raised his feet to go out.

    ……

    There are many stars in the sky. When you look at the stars on the top of the mountain, those stars are particularly clear. Even the invisible silver stars are overlapped and printed in the double pupils of leaf maple.

    Following Zhao Dapeng and his son out of the city, he galloped all the way into a big mountain in the west of the city.

    The difficulty of the mountain road means that there is no road for horses to travel. They have abandoned their horses and walked for more than an hour. The thick wet fog has already soaked the clothes of leaf maple.

    Coupled with the continuous drops of water on the branches and leaves of the forest, every corner of his clothes began to drop drops of water.

    The whole body is wet and cold, the mountain road is steep, and there are countless snakes and insects walking through the forest. You must be vigilant at all times. Even Ye Feng is a martial artist who turns Qi into martial arts. Such a journey can never be described easily.