Fantasy: I can become stronger when I hang up

Ye Feng looked at Ye Rong's greedy eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With this look, it seems that he has taken a fancy to the ring on his hand.

And Ye Rong is not polite, after all, his cultivation base has reached the ninth grade of Qi training, and he is still one step away from stepping into the realm of foundation building.

Even if Ye Feng had this mysterious magic weapon in his hand, it would be extremely difficult to use the full power of the magic weapon with his cultivation level.

"Hand over all the rings on your hand, as well as the storage ring. Maybe I can be lighter when I do it later."

As Ye Rong said, he moved his fingers and made a "clack-clack" sound.

"Brother Ye Rong, come on! Teach this bastard a lesson!"

"Let this kid know, to see and see your strength!"

"The gap in absolute strength cannot be made up by simply using magic weapons."

The younger brothers reveled for a while, and they all believed that Ye Feng would definitely lose this time.

Hearing the shouts from the crowd behind him, Ye Rong became even more rampant, and bent his head to look at Ye Feng.

"How about it, are you going to give it to me and get beaten? Or should I pick it up myself and put you in bed for three months?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he raised his head to look at Ye Rong.

"Why don't I make a suggestion."

"Proposal, I think I want Boss Ye Rong to be gentle!" Ye Ge's group laughed.

But Ye Rong looked at Ye Feng with great interest, "Proposal? Well, I like proposals the most, tell me."

"Kneel down, give me 100 kowtows, and then give me everything on your body. I can pretend that nothing happened." Ye Feng said, his face calm, and his eyes calmly looked at Ye Rong.

"He! What did he say!"

"This kid is crazy! How dare you talk to Boss Ye Rong like that!"

"I think he is simply tired of living!"

But at this time, Ye Rong raised his head, his complexion turned black, and there was a hint of anger between his brows.

"Okay, very good, Ye Feng, this is what you want to kill yourself!"

Ye Rong said, and took out a two-meter-long stick from the storage ring.

The Ye family does not allow siblings to kill, but as long as the person is not dead, no amount of beating is too much.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Ye Rong took out his stick, Ye Feng called him to stop again.

"Haha, I thought I had a lot of backbone, but this is it?"

"It's just a mouthful, but if you really fight, you won't be the opponent of Boss Ye Rong!"

Ye Rong frowned, "It's too late to beg for mercy now."

"No, no, no, I just want to say, you are too weak, if you want to come, you all go together."

Hearing this, everyone present exploded at once.

"What! Did I hear you right! Is this guy crazy!"

"Arrogance! It's just too arrogant!"

"I must let this guy know why the flowers are so red!"

At this time, Ye Rong felt that he had been greatly insulted, but before he could answer, Ye Feng did something even more shocking in front of everyone.

I saw him slowly take off the storage ring and the magic weapon on his finger, and then threw them into the air.

The little wind wolf on the side suddenly jumped up and bit the two rings in his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Yege and the others were surprised and delighted.

Ye Feng, without the magic weapon to protect him, is just an ordinary cultivator in the body training stage.

Let alone Ye Rong, any one of them could beat him to the ground.

"Brother Ye Rong, sit aside and have a good rest. Let us teach this guy a lesson!"

"Ye Feng, without that magic weapon, let me see how you can stop my wind chaser!"

Ye Ge rushed in front of Ye Feng, raised his hand and patted Ye Feng.

With Ye Feng's foundation-building fifth-rank cultivation base, it is a breeze to avoid such attacks.

I saw his footsteps moving slightly, showing a weird pace, and his whole body was like a wheat seedling blown by the wind, swaying lightly.

Yege's palm suddenly flew into the air, and the palm flew forward, but it didn't touch half of the person, and almost didn't fall.

Everyone present was stunned.

How could a guy with a sixth-grade forged body be able to escape the attack of a monk in the Qi training period!
This is simply incredible!

Before everyone recovered from the shock, they saw that Ye Feng had arrived in front of Ye Ge at some time.

"Let me teach you how to use "Five Forms of Wind"."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng raised his palm and patted his abdomen.

"Wind Chaser!"

A powerful force hit Ye Feng's abdomen, and in the next second, Ye Feng was completely blown away.

The moment they saw this scene, the remaining guys who rushed towards Ye Feng wanted to run away, but it was too late.

"The first form of "Five Forms of Wind" has just been performed, don't rush to leave."

Ye Feng moved towards those people like a ghost.

"Breaking Wind Strike!"

"Move against the wind!"

"Wind Fist!"

"Storm Charge!"

After performing five moves in a row, Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

But Yege and his group of younger brothers have already fallen to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, and their bodies are constantly twitching.

"The five forms of Feng Xing have been used, but there is one left."

Ye Feng said, turning his head to look at Ye Rong behind him.

"Boom"

The long stick in Ye Rong's hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he looked at Ye Feng with fear in his eyes.

At this time, Ye Feng has obviously picked up the magic weapon, but why is he still so powerful!
Even with his strength, it is impossible to perform such an operation just now.

In less than half a minute, Yege and the others were all overthrown with one move per person.

Moreover, the power of every move and style is so properly grasped.

If it is lighter, it will not have such a violent effect, but if it is heavier, it may directly kill people.

"Now, it's our turn."

Ye Feng walked up to him with a smile on his face.

"Puff!"

Without the slightest sign, Ye Rong just knelt down and looked at Ye Feng with fear.

Then, he pulled his storage ring off his finger and handed it to Ye Feng.

"Ye, boss Ye Feng, I only have so much."

Ye Rong said, sweating profusely.

But Ye Feng was not satisfied with this.

"But I've given you a chance just now, and you're not sure. If I just let you go now, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Ye Rong only felt a tremor all over his body, and a stream of cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

"But because you are so sensible, I will give you a chance."

"I only use one-tenth of my strength to attack you once, no matter whether you can bear it or not, this matter will end here."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Ye Rong's face.

"Okay, okay, just one blow! Just one blow!"

If it was only one-tenth of the strength, then he would be slightly injured at most, and there would be no serious problems. This deal is a bargain!

Ye Feng clenched his fists and stared at Ye Rong's abdomen.

"Chasing the wind... teasing her legs."

Caught off guard, a kick flew out and kicked Ye Rong hard.