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Thinking that Ye Feng was joking with himself, a hint of teasing smile flashed in Lu Qingqing's eyes: "Okay, you don't have to pay it off. If you win, you must give it to me."

"Of course, Ye Feng speaks and counts. If you don't believe me, record this passage as evidence."

"That's not necessary. I'm not afraid that you will pay the bills. If you dare to pay the bills, I will ask Sister Yixue for money."

"I really convinced you, one is smarter than the other."

The taxi drove to the door of the Golf Club Hotel, and Ye Feng and Lu Qingqing got off.

A tall shadow stood in front of Ye Feng, and Lin Xiong, an iron fist, stood on the sidewalk outside the hotel, staring fiercely at Ye Feng.

A powerful killing intent was like the pressure of Taishan, and it came over.

Lu Qingqing can also be regarded as a bit of a cultivation practice. The ancient Wuxi of the Huang class has a suffocating feeling in the face of the warrior of the heaven class.

Ye Feng gently took her hand, her pressure suddenly disappeared, she took a deep breath and smiled.

Having Ye Feng around can make her feel safe.

Tekken Lin Xiong arrived at the Club Hotel before Ye Feng. He had already inquired at the front desk and knew that Ye Feng had not returned to the hotel, so he waited outside the hotel for a while.

After Ye Feng got off the bus, he recognized Ye Feng as the young man in the photo.

Lin Xiong did not feel the strength of Ye Feng’s internal strength, because Zhu Sanpao said that the other party was an ancient warrior. He thought he was wrong and asked, “Are you Ye Feng?”

Ye Feng felt the inner strength of Lin Xiong's heaven-level realm. Although Ye Feng's strength exceeded that of the heaven-level realm, and he dismissed Lin Xiong too much, it was not easy to find an ancient warrior in the heaven-level realm, but it was rare.

I didn't expect that the pig boy could be transferred to the master of the realm of heaven, no wonder that the kid was rampant in Jiangnan City.

Ye Feng replied with a smile: "I am Ye Feng, are you sent by a pig son?"

Lin Xiong's gaze rested on Lu Qingqing's plump breasts and slender thighs, and he could not help swallowing.

Generally, the ancient martial arts practitioners go to abstinence in order to cultivate and improve their cultivation behavior. They do not touch female sex and avoid losing their spirit. However, after a long time, this kind of desire is more suppressed and more powerful.

In his forties, Lin Xiong worked very hard to become an ancient warrior in the realm of heaven. He never had a girlfriend. The desire in his body has been suppressed. When he saw Lu Qingqing, it was what he always liked. The type of pure Yujie Fan can't help itching.

"Your kid still dare to laugh, you beat us Zhu Gongzi, you are dead, give you a chance, let your girlfriend accompany me for one night, you kneel down and beg me, I can save you a life."

"Yo, it's so easy, thank you, but first, my girlfriend won't let me, second, it's not me who died, it's you who died, you should kneel down and beg me, I might leave you one Life."

Fluttering, Lin Xiong couldn't help but laugh. Unexpectedly, a young man with no inner strength dared to say this in front of himself.

He raised his huge, hammer-like fist and shook it in front of Ye Feng. He hit Ye Feng with a punch.

This punch, he didn't use his full strength. In the face of such a young man, even if he is an ancient martial artist, he is at best a yellow level, and the highest can be a black martial arts level.

That punch was as fast as lightning, and it was powerful.

Suddenly Lin Xiong felt that his fist had been stopped by a strong force. He looked at Ye Feng in surprise, and saw that Ye Feng held Lin Xiong's big hammer like a hammer with one index finger.

It was not an ordinary finger, but it contained a divine power, and displayed four strikes of the Emperor of the Thai Empire, a finger through the stone.

Water droplets pass through the stone, and thousands of divine power condenses in one finger.

Lin Xiong gritted his teeth, and he was terrified. Although he couldn't feel Ye Feng's internal force, he couldn't stop the power full of that finger.

He secretly panicked, is it the other party's strength; his strength is beyond what he can foresee, so he can't sense how many cultivation practices he has?

Where did he know that Ye Feng's body was not internal force at all, but the divine power of the bloodline of the Archaic Protoss.

He didn't believe his eyes and punched hard with another punch.

Boom, this fist has set off a violent fist style. Similarly, it is still a finger, Ye Feng easily stopped the big fist.

How is it possible, I am an ancient warrior of heaven-level realm, even if the other party is infinitely powerful, it is impossible to hold my fist with my fingers every time.

In front of Ye Feng's smile, Lin Xiong had a feeling of powerlessness. Heaven-class ancient warrior could break a five-inch steel plate with one punch, but his fist could not get half a point in front of Ye Feng.

A dozen punches in a row, in fact, are blinking time, Lin Xiong frightened more and more.

"who are you?"

He felt that Di Yefeng was not the kind of young man who had just made his debut and would order ancient martial arts as Zhu Sanpao said. This kind of calm, unhurried, only master-level masters will have.

"I told you all, my name is Ye Feng."

"Impossible, how can ordinary young people have such concentration and skill, would you be able to make up, or use makeup?"

Ye Feng sneered, his fingers strengthened a bit of divine power, an invisible divine power, wearing a stone with a finger, violently pointed out.

"Big guy, if you feel you can't do it, just go, find someone who can beat me again."

Booming, a wave of air spreading around, Lin Xiong felt his left fist hit the iron nail, a bit of a burr, drilled straight from the bone of his hand into the deep bone marrow, so painful that he clutched his hand and made a tragic call.

His fist, let alone a nail, was a bullet. He dared to drop it with boxing, but Ye Feng’s finger was more powerful than the bullet. Not only did he break the bone of his hand, but also directly the meridian in his left hand. Break through.

He is nicknamed Iron Fist. Not only is the fist hard, but also the strong internal force in the body. When the internal force is poured into the fist, a strong defensive gas field will be formed on the surface of the fist, so that his fist is hard as iron.

Once the bloodline breaks down, the internal force cannot be transported to the fist, and the iron fist is no different from the ordinary fist.

Lin Xiong held a trembling fist, his face showed a horrified look: "Who the hell are you?"

Being able to abandon one's iron fist, I am afraid that even the master Yue Zhuoqun does not have this ability, and only the few elders in Taiyi who have the only fruits have such strength.

"You are so stupid, I will not tell you my name, my name is Ye Feng."

Lin Xiong quickly flashed Ye Feng's name in his mind, a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard or seen it, and he knew Ye Feng was never an unknown person.

Ye Feng popped up with another finger, Lin Xiong flashed back suddenly, but was pointed by Ye Feng's wearing stone on his right shoulder, and one arm could not be lifted suddenly.

Lin Xiong looked at his soul, and recalled in his mind where Ye Feng had heard the name.

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