Nangong Xue moved.

Her figure flickered and appeared in front of Ye Feng like a ghost.

The speed is astonishing.

Clap it with one palm!

The wind from the palm was fierce, with a whistling sound, and went straight to Ye Feng's chest.

Nangong Xue’s palm seems light and light, but in fact it contains the powerful spiritual power of the ninth level of chain energy.

"Hoo!"

The wind of the palm tore through the air, making an ear-piercing scream.

In Nangong Xue’s palm, a layer of cyan halo appeared faintly, which was a sign of highly concentrated spiritual power.

Ye Feng’s pupils shrank suddenly.

He only felt a strong wind blowing against his face, like an ancient monster, opening its bloody mouth to devour him.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

Ye Feng had no time to dodge and received a solid slap on his chest.

He flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily under the martial arts stage.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the skirt of his clothes red.

"Trash!" Nangong Xue spat out two words contemptuously, not even bothering to look at Ye Feng again.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The entire martial arts arena was silent.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene.

No one expected that Ye Feng could not even catch Nangong Xue’s moves.

Furthermore, it looked like... he was seriously injured.

"Dead?"

"No way, Senior Sister Nangong is so cruel?"

"It's just a waste. If you die, you will die. What's the fuss?"

After a brief silence, a low discussion broke out in the crowd.

Ye Feng is dead!

"I...fuck..."

Ye Feng suddenly found a chicken leg bone in his mouth...

It was still lying on the crooked old locust tree.

"Is it possible to resurrect the golden finger after traveling through time?!"

Ye Feng was overjoyed.

The pain of thinking that all the internal organs were shattered before death... happened just a few seconds ago.

"Nangong Xue, you little hooves...are you too harsh?"

"It's scalding me to death! It's scalding me to death!" Ye Feng suddenly let out a scream.

The dark purple star mark on the palm of his right hand became extremely hot again, like a red-hot iron.

When everything went dark, Ye Feng fell from the tree again and hit Manager Wang.

"Ouch! Who doesn't have the eyes to dare to hit me!"

Manager Wang screamed.

"Guanshi Wang, I...I didn't mean it..."

Ye Feng apologized repeatedly.

"How come you kid can cause trouble wherever you go?"

Manager Wang rubbed his butt with one hand and his neck with the other, saying angrily.

"Jade pendant?"

Ye Feng found that he was holding the jade pendant that he had pulled off Manager Wang's body.

It was this damn jade pendant last time...

"Little brat...it turned out that you ate the roast chicken secretly."

Guanshi Wang found the chicken bones on the ground and roared angrily.

"Give me back the jade pendant!"

Ye Feng quickly threw the jade pendant to Manager Wang, turned around and ran away.

"You boy...stop!" Manager Wang roared angrily and chased after him.

Ye Feng felt the wind at his feet and ran towards the martial arts arena.

Martial Arts Arena.

"Next, Zhao Yi faces Nangong Xue!"

...

"I surrender." Zhao Yi looked pale and lowered his head dejectedly.

......

"Senior Sister Nangong is so powerful!"

"Senior Sister Nangong is so awesome!"

A burst of warm cheers rang out from the audience.

"Who else challenges Nangong Xue?" Deacon Elder Li's voice was loud and majestic.

The martial arts arena suddenly became quiet.

At this time.

"Ye Feng...Ye Feng..."

Before Steward Wang said the second half of his sentence, "You little brat," he suddenly tripped and fell, and a dog gnawed at the mud.

"Ye Feng wants to challenge Nangong Xue." A certain disciple shouted.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng who came to the martial arts arena.

Ye Feng waved his hands repeatedly, and a thousand heads~~~ were floating in his heart.

"Is it you?"

Nangong Xue's face suddenly turned red.

"Next, Nangong Xue faces Ye Feng!"

Elder Li shouted.

"Alas!" Ye Feng sighed, "How could the plot be like this?"

Ye Feng originally thought that when Nangong Xue came off the stage, he would sign up and go through the motions...

He walked slowly towards the martial arts stage.

"Looks like I'm going to die again!"

Ye Feng suddenly laughed. With a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Nangong Xue, who had a pretty blushing face.

"Nangong Xue, you have a good figure, and this outfit is very sexy."

Ye Feng's voice was a bit playful, breaking the solemnity of the martial arts arena.

"Slut!"

Nangong Xue yelled angrily, the long sword in his hand buzzing as if it would be unsheathed at any time.

Ye Feng did not take it seriously. He slowly approached Nangong Xue, his eyes roaming her body unscrupulously.

Nangong Xue was completely angered by Ye Feng's frivolity, her delicate body trembled, and a powerful aura broke out instantly.

"Do you want to know why I went to your bath that day?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Ye Feng, you are looking for death!"

She could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She unsheathed her sword and stabbed Ye Feng's throat with a sharp sword energy.

When Ye Feng saw this, he swayed and narrowly avoided Nangong Xue's attack.

"Senior Sister Xue, don't be so excited. I just want to tell you - the water in your bathing pool is very fragrant."

The more Ye Feng thought about dying in her hands, the more provocative he became.

"Slut! You are really tired of living!"

Nangong Xueqi's voice trembled.

"Senior Sister Xue, you look beautiful when you are angry."

Ye Feng's voice was teasing, as if adding fuel to the fire.

When Nangong Xue heard this, she was even more furious. She felt that her blood was about to boil.

"Whore, I must kill you!"

Nangong Xue's delicate body trembled slightly, her chest heaved violently, she stared at Ye Feng, her beautiful eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.

The sword energy flashed, leaving deep sword marks on the ground.

The next moment.

Ye Feng is dead!

"Damn it, Nangong Xue's little hooves this time, it's so spicy."

The star marks on the palms of the hands began to feel hot again.

Ye Feng was thinking about how to avoid death... but fell down again.

"Ouch! Who doesn't have eyes!"

Guanshi Wang's cry sounded like a slaughtering pig.

"It's you and me!"

Ye Feng looked straight at Manager Wang.

"It's you little brat..." Manager Wang smelled the smell of roasted chicken, "It turns out you stole the roasted chicken from the dining room."

"Go to hell, you roast chicken bastard."

"Ah"

"Plop~"

Ye Feng kicked Manager Wang into the pond.

"If it weren't for you, would I have died twice?"

The feeling before death is uncomfortable and painful.

"Whoosh."

Ye Feng threw the jade pendant with the word "山" engraved on it and hit Manager Wang on the head.

"Gudong~Gudong~"

Guanshi Wang just struggled to show his head.

After this hit, he held it back and drank a few more mouthfuls of pond water.

Ye Feng rushed towards the martial arts arena...

I arrived at the martial arts arena on time, and happened to be the last one to arrive, so I signed up.

Looking around again, Manager Wang did not catch up to the martial arts arena.

"Nothing should go wrong this time, just going through the motions..." He smiled slightly.

On the martial arts stage, Nangong Xue was heroic and defeated several outstanding outer disciples in succession...

"Who else challenges Nangong Xue?" Deacon Elder Li's voice was loud and majestic.

There was silence.

"Have all the disciples been on stage?" Elder Li asked about the record of taking the list.

"Oh, a disciple has just signed up."

"Who?"

"Ye Feng. Third level of Qi training."

"Next, Nangong Xue will face Ye Feng!"

Elder Li's voice was very loud.

"What?" Ye Feng couldn't believe his ears.

Another deacon elder said to Elder Li: "The gap between them is too big, I'm afraid..."

"Senior brother, the big gap in cultivation will end quickly, so we can rest early... After all, Nangong Xue has always been merciful." Elder Li replied.

At this time, Ye Feng felt that his palms were getting hotter.

"What's going on with this star mark?" Ye Feng focused all his attention on his palms.

Looking at Ye Feng, he still stayed where he was.

Elder Li urged twice more. Under the cheers of the disciples in the martial arts arena, Ye Feng slowly walked onto the martial arts stage.

"We meet again." Ye Feng said looking at Nangong Xue who was blushing.

"You thief!"

"Senior sister, can you listen to my explanation?"