Riding Chapter 1487 Tyranny

Sunset Island!

Inside the tournament arena!

The enthusiasm of the people in the audience for this competition has greatly weakened, because they all think that Jiang Motian will win, and the result of the competition is already doomed, how can the audience present lift their spirits?

Wu Lifan, the young master of Sunset Island, looked at Zuo Feibai and said, "My father, they won't be able to catch up for a while, should we stop this competition first?" ”

Zuo Feibai said without hesitation: "Wu Lifan, you have to have a little confidence in our ancestors, I guarantee that you will definitely be surprised later." ”

And Bai Xiaorou pursed her moist lips, and her big eyes were closely watching Ye Chenfeng, she also knew Ye Chenfeng's physical strength, so she sat in the audience so reassuringly.

In the ring.

After the referee announces the start of the joust.

The gloomy smile on Jiang Motian's face became more and more vigorous, his two palms suddenly clenched into fists, he could clearly feel the power gathered in his two arms, his legs were slightly bent, like a compressed spring, his body was ready to rush towards Ye Chenfeng at any time.

Ye Chenfeng, who inserted the Black Xuan Sword behind him into the ring, after he broke away from the Black Xuan Sword, his whole person immediately became a lot easier, although he could not use the aura now, and he could not exert his extreme speed, but without the weight of the Black Xuan Sword, Ye Chenfeng believed that he could also beat Jiang Motian in terms of speed.

Jiang Motian looked at Ye Chenfeng with a calm face, and the anger in his heart became more and more angry, in his opinion, Ye Chenfeng was too capable of pretending to be B. He shouted: "Boy, next I will let you not even have a chance to breathe, and send you directly to the Hades Palace to report." Let you know that ants like you can only be crushed. ”

Jiang Motian's curved feet kicked the ground violently, his whole person rushed towards Ye Chenfeng like a fierce tiger, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Motian's figure appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his right fist, which contained explosive power, blasted directly towards Ye Chenfeng's face.

The people in the audience saw this scene. They all shook their heads.

"It's really boring, that kid from the Divine Mind Realm Double Heaven doesn't seem to be able to hold even a move. After all, the strength of that Divine Mind Realm Triple Heaven was comparable to that of a master at the peak of the Creation Realm Triple Heaven. ”

"I lost thirty medium-grade spirit stones, I didn't expect that Divine Mind Realm Dual Heaven kid to be so useless and have no strength. What a shame he has on stage! ”

……

In a box in the arena.

Song Haiyun, the Supreme Elder of the Sea God Temple. He looked at the scene in the ring, he slowly picked up a teacup, he calmly took a sip of tea, and said to himself: "Things are completely in my expectation, after Jiang Motian put on the True Spirit Soft Armor, that kid can't even take Jiang Motian's move." ”

Song Chunmei, who was standing beside Song Haiyun, nodded hurriedly and said, "As you said, father, that kid is just a clown jumping off the beam." Father, you don't have to put your mind on this kind of clown. ”

"Hmm!" Song Haiyun responded casually.

……

In the ring.

Jiang Motian's menacing right fist quickly approached Ye Chenfeng's front door, and he saw that Ye Chenfeng did not dodge. He thought that Ye Chenfeng had no way to hide, and he sneered in his mouth: "Boy, aren't you very powerful in the ruins of the Northern Desert?" Aren't you very bullish in Wu just now? However, you are just a bedbug that can be pinched to death in front of me Jiang Motian. ”

"Watch me blow your head out!"

Jiang Motian's right fist was vigorous, approaching wantonly in the air, and the strong wind of the friction between his fist and the air blew on Ye Chenfeng's face.

At the moment when Jiang Motian's right fist was about to bombard Ye Chenfeng's door, Ye Chenfeng's steps moved, and the fast side of his body far exceeded Jiang Motian's speed, and he easily dodged Jiang Motian's punch.

Jiang Motian saw that his punch did not hit Ye Chenfeng, so he immediately threw the second and third punches......

But this punch was thrown, Ye Chenfeng was always able to dodge it easily, which made the audience a little more spirited, they now know why Ye Chenfeng dared to stand in the ring? It turned out that Ye Chenfeng was confident in his speed.

Wu Lifan, the young master of Sunset Island, also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he said, "Zuo Feibai, you must have known that our ancestor's speed was extraordinary, right?" ”

Zuo Feibai smiled noncommittally and said, "I have confidence in the ancestor, but it's not because of the ancestor's speed. ”

And Song Haiyun, who was originally calmly drinking tea in the box, saw Jiang Motian's fists frequently swinging in the air, he frowned, and said, "It turns out that this kid is confident in his speed. ”

As for Jiang Motian, who had been unable to attack Ye Chenfeng in the ring, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in a hurry, and he shouted, "Boy, are you really a man?" Will you just dodge like a turtle with a shrunken head? ”

Ye Chenfeng said indifferently: "From beginning to end, I didn't regard you as my opponent, you are not qualified enough, my opponent is your entire Yin Netherworld Sect." ”

Ye Chenfeng stood on his feet in place, he was no longer dodging, his shoulders shook slightly, the palm of his right hand instantly clenched into a fist, and the strength in his entire right arm was already ready to be released.

Of course, Jiang Motian would not let go of this opportunity, he thought that his radical technique had succeeded again, his body was frantically accumulating, and his right fist swung towards Ye Chenfeng again.

And Ye Chenfeng's right fist also directly met Jiang Motian's right fist, seeing that the two fists were about to collide together, Jiang Motian laughed unscrupulously in his throat, and shouted: "Boy, you are really just a stupid person." ”

The people in the audience, they saw that Ye Chenfeng actually chose to fight Jiang Motian, they were very puzzled by Ye Chenfeng's approach, in their opinion, Ye Chenfeng should only have a slight advantage in speed, if Ye Chenfeng gave full play to the advantage of speed, the result of this competition is really hard to say.

But now Ye Chenfeng is going to test his physical strength with Jiang Motian? They also thought that Ye Chenfeng had fallen into Jiang Motian's radical method.

Wu Lifan, the young master of Sunset Island, his body tensed violently, and said, "Old Ancestor, this is too unwise. ”

And Song Haiyun, the Supreme Elder of the Sea God Temple, who was sitting in the box, showed a smile on his face and said, "Yes, Jiang Motian is still a little wise, this time that kid's luck is over." ”

Except for Zuo Feibai and Bai Xiaorou, when everyone else thought that Ye Chenfeng's approach was a bit stupid.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

Ye Chenfeng and Zuo Feibai's fists bombarded together, Ye Chenfeng's face was still expressionless, and Jiang Motian's originally smiling face instantly stiffened, he only felt a huge force coming from Ye Chenfeng's fist, this huge force seemed to destroy his entire right arm.

"Click! Click! Click! Click! ――”

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Jiang Motian's forehead, and a bone breaking sound came from his right arm, and his body flew backwards violently.

But Ye Chenfeng directly grabbed Jiang Motian's shoulder, he didn't let Jiang Motian fly out upside down, and said flatly: "I said a long time ago, you are not qualified to be my opponent, my opponent is your entire Yin Netherworld Sect." ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang-"

"Click! Click! Click! ――”

Ye Chenfeng's fists quickly bombarded Jiang Motian's chest, the bones in Jiang Motian's chest were quickly shattered, blood continued to overflow from his mouth, his face was pale, and he couldn't even say the word "admit defeat" in his mouth.

Jiang Motian had a little fear in his eyes, he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist in Ye Chenfeng's hands at the moment, he could only let Ye Chenfeng's fist fall on his body, his body felt the power of Ye Chenfeng's punch, he could now be sure that Ye Chenfeng's physical strength was above him.

But how is this possible?

Jiang Motian was wearing the True Spirit Soft Armor, and his physical strength could be compared to the peak master of the Creation Realm.

But there shouldn't be anything similar to True Spirit Soft Armor on Ye Chenfeng's body, how could Ye Chenfeng's physical strength be so strong?

…… (To be continued......)