urban wolf

Ye Feng casually looked at the Mercedes-Benz on the distant street, snorted coldly, and was about to leave.

"Hey, you can't go." Behind Ma Rulong, a younger brother who didn't know how to live or die stood up and stood in front of Ye Feng, trying to show himself in front of the young master, but Ma Rulong slapped him back to the back row.

When Ye Feng approached Ma Rulong, he said in a soft voice: "Go back and tell your father, Ma Chuli, that Ye Feng will visit Hongmen within three days." Then he left Lin Cangao with a special smile.

As soon as Ma Rulong heard Ye Feng's name, he felt strange at first, thinking that the name sounded familiar, and then remembered that the person who will duel here tomorrow was Ye Feng, his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

Tomorrow there was going to be a martial arts competition, Ye Feng tossed and turned on the bed unable to fall asleep, so he put on his clothes and ran out quietly.

In the dead of night, there was no one on the edge of the West Lake, Ye Feng smiled slightly, jumped onto a wooden boat, lay down on it, and let it drift with the current.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Ye Feng was full of thoughts. He couldn't help but feel that in the vast world, no matter how strong a person is, he is just a drop in the ocean. It is better to find a mediocre person and live a mediocre life. On the cusp of the crisis, would this world allow me to live such a life?

Unknowingly, Ye Feng closed his eyes, even he didn't know it, the stable zhenqi in his dantian began to flow, and he fell into a samadhi naturally.I just feel that I am flying between heaven and earth, free and easy, without any pressure.

The sun slowly rose from the east, and the first ray of dawn just hit Ye Feng's face.Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes and shot a ray of light.

"You're awake." A middle-aged man stood proudly on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a blue shirt and his long hair fluttered wildly in the wind. He looked lonely, as if no one in the world could move him, like a god.

"You're here." Ye Feng stood up and said calmly, as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary person, not the powerful opponent he was about to face, neither humble nor overbearing.

"For a three-year contract, I, Bai Long, naturally keep my word. I wonder if Ming Xiaoyue is by your side?"

Ye Feng never thought that the white dragon in front of him would ask him about Ming Xiaoyue, his first reaction was, "He's disturbing my mind." Ye Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the painful thoughts in his heart, and said calmly : "Xiaoyue has nothing to do with you."

Bai Long also seemed to be surprised by Ye Feng's concentration, and slowly said: "Fortunately, we made a three-year agreement with you, if you give you another two years, your strength will be much higher than mine, so I can't Looking forward to it."

While talking, the shore of the West Lake was already crowded with people, each area seemed to be divided according to the power of each family, the best place to watch the battle was actually Feng Yang standing in the center, this also proved a problem, personal No matter how strong one is, one-handedly can't achieve great things. With a huge organization all over the world as the background, that person is the most powerful person. Otherwise, why would so many people want to be emperor?

Standing beside Feng Yang are Feng Ye and Leng Yuhan, and there is another person whose identity is unknown, with a face in Chinese characters, as if cut out by a knife, with sharp edges and corners, exuding Ling Ran's righteousness, his aura is incomparable with Feng Ye's Up and down, it's just that he has been looking at Feng Ye with affection, and Feng Ye's eyes have never left Ye Feng's figure on the wooden boat in the West Lake for a moment.This made the man look at Ye Feng a little bit unkindly.

"Where's your sword?" Ye Feng asked Bai Long's back.

In the past 20 years since his debut, there are no more than ten people who know that he is good at using swords, but he was not moved when Ye Feng knew that he was a master of swordsmanship, and said calmly: "The sword is here."

"where?"

"Where it should be." There are people in the world who know that he is good at wielding a sword, but there is no one who knows where his sword is.

After Ye Feng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, his aura exploded, and he said coldly, "Let's get started."

Tai Chi was the last producer, a boxing method based on benevolence, but Ye Feng knew more than Tai Chi, after careful consideration, Ye Feng decided to strike first, drinking, jumped to a height of seven or eight meters above the lake, Ye Feng jumped up completely with his own jumping power, the huge reaction force caused one side of the boat to sink instantly, but the other side flipped up, causing huge splashes on the water surface, Ye Feng jumped up At the same time, Bai Long also left the wooden boat, but his jumping speed was not as fast as Ye Feng's. When he had just jumped two or three meters, Ye Feng had already started to fall, using gravity, he stepped on the white dragon. next foot.

Because his body was in the air, it was inconvenient for Bailong to dodge, so he could only catch Ye Feng's kick.

When his fists and Ye Feng's feet were about to touch, he felt a huge pressure. He was surprised by Ye Feng's explosive power, and at the same time, he quickly fell towards the lake. Hitting the surface of the water and flashing towards the shore, Ye Feng had already stood on the wooden boat again. For the first time in the confrontation, Ye Feng did not feel how powerful the white dragon was, nor did he see how powerful the white dragon was. However, he vaguely felt that Bailong already knew that his external skills were strong, and that he lacked a lot of energy in his internal skills.

What Bai Long thought in his heart was just like Ye Feng's conjecture, he repeatedly thought about the strategy to deal with the enemy, but he couldn't do anything, it was really not easy to practice external skills to such an extent, although the growth of practicing external skills is very limited, But now Ye Feng's ability is equal to his own.

The sun slowly rose higher and higher, but neither Ye Feng on the wooden boat nor the white dragon on the bank moved, and the people on the sidelines also didn't say a word, watching Ye Feng and the white dragon on the wooden boat quietly. The white dragon beside him was afraid of missing a little link.

The breeze blew through the treetops and across the lake, and the ripples and leaves fluttered at the same frequency.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the white dragon suddenly moved, leaping towards the distant forest, Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth, and chased towards the white dragon.

This turn of events shocked everyone watching the battle.

A few figures flew out of the field and chased after Ye Feng and Bai Long in the direction they left. Feng Ye frowned when he saw it, and chased after those figures. The young man beside Ye also chased after him.

On a clearing in the forest, Ye Feng and Bai Long had already fought fiercely, fists and shadows intertwined, and they were extremely fast, leaving afterimages of shadows and making the sound of piercing through the air.

The people who caught up were people who were as strong as Ye Feng, but only Feng Ye and the man who had been by his side were on the hero list. Cao Tian, ​​who was sixth on the list of heroes who couldn't kill him, was hiding behind a tree with a smirk all over his face, his eyes were not looking at Ye Feng and Bailong's battle group, but Feng Ye.