Fantasy: I, Invincible Start From The Prodigal!

"I come!"

Soon an inner disciple jumped onto the ring and looked at Ye Feng opposite, his eyes full of fighting intent.

"It's Meng Yang!"

"This guy is said to be extremely terrifying. Less than three years after joining Sect, Cultivation Base broke through to the peak of the aerodynamic Ninth Stage."

"Yeah, I heard that he came up for cultivation is a prefecture-level middle-grade Cultivation Technique, and even the Martial Skill cultivation is a prefecture-level low-grade. I really don't know how he understands it. Now I have a hard time comprehending the human-level high-grade Cultivation Technique. "

"There's a good show to watch, but I want to see how this guy named Ye Feng can become a direct disciple of Holy Maiden!"

At this time, the arena was instantly filled with people, and when they saw Meng Yang who was going up, they all started talking in a low voice.

"It seems that you are quite famous in Sect."

Hearing the discussions of the people nearby and looking at Meng Yang on the opposite side, Ye Feng also said in surprise.

"It's alright, it's been less than three years since I cultivated to the peak of the Ninth Stage, I wonder how long it took Brother Ye Feng?"

Meng Yang was not in a hurry to fight immediately, he enjoyed the feeling of being watched.

"me?"

"It took about ten minutes to go from opening up Linghai to the peak of Ninth Stage in Linghai Realm, and then it took about 20 minutes to go from the peak of Ninth Stage in Linghai Realm to the peak of Ninth Stage in the Qi Realm."

Ye Feng thought about it for a while, but gave a more accurate time. It should have taken about 30 minutes before and after.

quiet!

At this time, even though thousands of Outer Sect disciples gathered in the martial arts field, it was quiet for ten seconds as Ye Feng's voice fell.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, is this guy dreaming, even Senior Brother Meng Yang took nearly three years, and he was done in thirty minutes?"

"Thirty minutes, it takes me thirty minutes to go to the toilet with a stomach ache. What's the matter? Everyone is human. When I went to the toilet, you suddenly broke through to the peak of the Ninth Stage, what about playing?"

"Should I say it or not, Brother Ye Feng's bullshit is a little too big."

"Arrogant and arrogant, I really don't know why Holy Maiden accepts him as a direct disciple."

After everyone was shocked, they ridiculed a lot. It was really too fierce for Ye Feng to make people believe it.

"sharp!"

"Brother Ye Feng, if that's the case, I'm afraid that countless demon-level geniuses in Xuantian Continent will have to be stepped on by you."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

For someone like Ye Feng who is arrogant and arrogant, Meng Yang is no longer in the mood to continue chatting with the other party.

"Shui Yunbu, the subterranean movement Technique!"

Seeing Meng Yang displaying a mysterious Movement Technique quickly rushing towards Ye Feng, the sharp-eyed person below exclaimed instantly.

"Fire Dragon Fist!"

Seeing the elegant Meng Yang of Movement Technique attacking him quickly, Ye Feng mobilized the huge Spirit Power in the ocean of spirit in his body to gather on his right fist, without any bells and whistles, a punch suddenly slammed!

boom!

A huge fire attribute Spirit Power emerged crazily from Ye Feng's body. With Ye Feng's punch, a tens of meters long fire dragon instantly condensed and formed, and slammed directly towards Meng Yang who was rushing with a terrifying power!

"What the hell is this!"

On the opposite side, Meng Yang saw such a huge fire dragon's startled eyes and almost didn't stare out. Before he could think about it, the snow-white long sword appeared in his hand in an instant, and a fierce Sword Qi with the blessing of Fire Spirit Power was cut out in an instant!

boom!

There was a loud noise when the three-meter-long flame Sword Qi and the huge fire dragon collided, and the manic Spiritual Qi fluctuations swept all around in an instant. Dozens of disciples in the spirit fusion realm released a powerful Spirit Power barrier, which blocked many inner Outer Sect disciples. This wave of Spiritual Qi shocks.

Numerous Spiritual Sea Realm disciples were already trembling with fear, and the terrifying Spiritual Qi impact just now was simply not something they could resist.

click! click! click!

At this time, a strange sound came from the arena, and everyone looked up, only to find that the flame Sword Qi began to crack, and finally shattered in an instant, and the huge fire dragon blasted towards Meng Yang again with unabated power.

"Fire Dragon Fist!"

"Fire Dragon Fist!"

"Fire Dragon Fist!"

However, just when Meng Yang didn't know how to resist the fire dragon condensed by the terrifying Spiritual Qi, Ye Feng on the opposite side shot again.

Three tens of meters long fire dragons reappeared, with the might of dominating the world, they directly blocked all the spaces that Meng Yang could avoid in the ring!

"groove!"

"Where the hell did this guy come back from, and how much Spiritual Qi does the Spiritual Sea in his body contain!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Yang scolded secretly and jumped off the ring with unwillingness, but he couldn't calm down for a long time. It is no exaggeration to say that the Spirit Power consumed by the opponent's fire dragon was more than ten times his own, but the opponent actually Three fire dragons are fired again. How much Spiritual Qi is this? Is this the Spiritual Qi that people can have?

boom! boom! boom! boom!

As Meng Yang jumped off the arena, the four fire dragons condensed by the huge fire Spirit Power all bombarded the arena, and there were huge rumblings.

Smoke is everywhere!

As a breeze blew, everyone was horrified to find that most of the arena had disappeared.

"Cool!"

"Is this what fighting feels like?"

"Come on, come with a hundred people, I can still throw a hundred punches!"

Ye Feng was domineeringly scanning the thousands of Outer Sect disciples in the arena at this time, and shouted loudly. There was no way, his mood was completely ignited at this time!

This is the bloody fantasy world!

Although it is very cool to lose a family, it is absolutely impossible to enjoy the thrill of this kind of battle!

"All the disciples retreat immediately and leave the battle arena!"

"All Outer Sect disciples in the Ninth Stage peak of the aerodynamic realm join together!"

At this moment, Song Changyan suddenly flew into the air and shouted to thousands of disciples.

Just three minutes!

A huge space was vacated in the martial arts field, and more than two hundred famous disciples of the Ninth Stage peak gathered together. Even if there was only Ye Feng on the opposite side, everyone's faces were extremely solemn at this time!

"Crazy crazy, this Ye Feng is going to become famous today!"

"No wonder he was accepted as a direct disciple by Holy Maiden. It's terrifying. How big is the spiritual sea he opened up, and how much Spirit Power he still has in his body!"

"It's so terrifying, one person is playing against more than 200 opponents with the same Realm. If this battle is won, once he grows up, he will definitely have a place on the Qianlong list!"

Many disciples watching from a distance also held their breaths at this time. The next battle will definitely be a battle that will be unforgettable in a lifetime!

"All disciples obey the order and release Spirit Power to condense the Spirit Power barrier!"

To everyone's expectations, Song Changyan issued an order to more than 200 disciples at this time.

"In this case, even if I have enough Spiritual Qi in my body, but with a human-level top-grade Martial Skill, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break the opponent's terrifying Spirit Power barrier."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng checked his remaining 4,410 points, and said in his heart: "System, extract the Martial Skill of the Martial Skill!"