Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1004 1004: Soaring

Escape!

Lin's child! You're hiding.

The four shaken people quickly grew angry again, seeing the straight stamp of the Arhat Fruit on the restored land.

Just when everyone thought Lin Dongqing would be knocked unconscious by the punch, this fierce Martial Artist seemed uneasy. While walking ahead, Lin Dongqing shouted loudly, stopping on a more terrifying piece of Continent, surrounded by pavilions, touching the stone table. The sound of leaves and the Phoenix rushed away.

Damn it! Don't give me a chance!"

Swearing, the Mad Martial Artist strode into the air, descending with thunderous momentum, hard like an iron fist, surrounded by compressed wind from the inner rod!

I don't know if that kid really touched the heart of that Martial Arts Madman, that the madman was moved to kill!

The elder of the economic realm gently opened his mouth, but did not have the posture to stand out and help. Not only did he behave this way, but a group of experts from all over the place showed such indifference, an S if someone were to be buried under the Mad Martial Artist's fists, it wouldn't be a person, but an animal.

Yes, in their eyes, this rude teacher, this disrespectful boy, even if trained, it's best that the wolfhound goes home, and if he dies, an evil qualification like this only brings further disarray!

Yet, while everyone stood by the wall waiting for this world genius to perish, the sound of Tea Phoenix's voice spread distinct within the thunderstorm, following the fall of the Mad Martial Artist, blood spewing from the E, soaring in the sky.

The bird was silent!

This, is this it?

Looking at the place where they just stopped, like a military madman trying to break through mountains and rivers, paralyzed now like a piece of rotten meat, his muscles twitching. The elder of the economic door almost rolled up his beard.

I've never seen such martial arts competitions before. He's never seen me.

How could an attack launched with thunder look like it was hit by a transparent iron hammer? Not only did it lose all power, it was even repelled!

More importantly, this transparent hammer was at least 500 kilograms heavy. Only then could we defeat Wu Xingsi, a master with enormous inner power, turning him into rotten meat!

You know, just now, four insiders grabbed the opportunity, frightened by the opportunity he found. Now, when they haven't encountered anyone, why are they so embarrassed?

"Well, it's like Tea Child waved his hand, and that military madman got taken away…"

Finally, the voices of those who said these words gradually became deformed and sharp: "The slap beside them didn't fly out!"

Yes.

People looked at the picture in shock. They simply didn't believe these absurd words.

The notion of throwing someone out with a wave of hand is laughable. Even if the master showed up, achieving such hollow and harmful feats is unlikely. Otherwise, like myth recorded in classic martial arts books, how can you claim first place from a thousand miles away?

That's not a warrior, but a fairy!

Here, everyone is used to martial arts. Where can we believe in such illusory things like Immortals?

But if it's not the God, then what did the Mad Martial Artist encounter, that he became so bewildered? Looking at his low chest at this moment, a dry person felt chilly all over, hands and feet unused to the ice bath for a while...

Ye Feng's voice slightly frowned, stretched out his hand, touched these stone tables with old marks. He smoothly crossed the direction indicated by the remaining Spiritual Energy. He saw mountains and mountains, plants moving, the top of the mountain like the Immortal Realm beyond earth.

Follow me.

A small pavilion emerged, Tea Phoenix said: "Go up the mountain."

Lin Dongqing: "Alright!

Interestingly, we still need to seek advice. In our daily lives, the martial arts seniors have very clearly stepped back, giving Ye Fengsheng and Lin Dongqing a path to pass through without uttering a word. They don't even dare to look at them.

Even if they don't believe there are Immortals in the world, they can only connect with Tea House Boys no matter how they think. After all, Wu Lunzi words washed through Tea House Boys. As a result, before encountering anyone, Wu Lunzi was defeated. Tea House Boy walked very calmly, resembling Bali. Things didn't happen the same way.

Even if an unrelated person is paralyzed like Wu Lunzi's words, people will look at him more, that's good, but these Tea House Boys don't look at Wu Lun at all, as if these people don't exist.

It is this appearance that makes people increasingly convinced the Mad Martial Artist's affair is related to him.

"Hmm," they said.

Just as Ye Fengsheng and Lin Dongqing disappeared while going up the mountain, a Martial Artist opened his mouth: "Before the formal start, these two younger generations haven't broken through. How can they be placed up the mountain?"

Whenever people heard this language, they shook their heads with bitter laughter, seeing from each other's eyes the awkward silence.

They are all masters of more than ten, even decades. They are voices and names of a great generation when they visit these martial arts. Unexpectedly, they were frightened by the younger generation in one evening. They are so disgraceful.

Just now Ye Fengsheng said that Cao Yangping, Yuan Ning and other ancestors were unqualified to accept him as an apprentice. People felt how arrogant these people are. There is even a taste of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors. They all hoped that this outstanding person would be killed early by a Mad Martial Artist, avoiding becoming a disaster for the Queen.

Now, having gone through those strange things just now, they feel these people must be wearing Ye Fengsheng's, too evil to attract them to their doors, a huge pleasure!

I'll make a connection.

I don't know who said it first, I follow you. I don't know who took out their phone from the circle, telling me what happened at the top of the mountain about their teachers and brothers just now.

Such a vicious person hasn't been met, it's truly a good thing. If some people in this family recklessly bumped into each other, having an accident, would they commit a grand crime in vain?

The rugged mountain road is now flat. Ye Fengsheng.

Who are you?

Before Ye Feng's voice could speak, Lin Dongqing stepped up and asked, "Why can I stop?"

Are you Ye Feng's voice?

Shu Hanzi closed his eyes, sized up Lin Dongqing up and down. You hurt my disciple in middle school, and now you dare to go up the mountain to die?"

Lin Dongqing looked back at Ye Fengsheng, thinking to himself: "Your teachers and brother are so unreasonable. This strategy is to take my life. His predecessors started drinking tea reasonably. No wonder others!"

Young people! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I will let outsiders know I have no one in my heart, will everyone be deceived?"

Various people?

Lin Dongqing is in a meeting. He thinks these people self-proclaimed masters of big events are their own. How could they imagine themselves as the master of that big figure at the foot of the mountain?

"Let it go," Tea Feng said lightly, "I don't have time for you. Go home early, I don't want to hurt anyone today."

Puh!

The big guy furiously knew who Tea Phoenix was. He pointed his fingers at Phoenix Leaf's head. His words were full of anger: "You think you can hurt me, but I can't?"