"You, why didn't you die?"

Sowelly was so surprised that both eyes were about to fall out. He was not fluent and stammered.

"If I'm a good man, I won't die so early." Dong Wenfeng broke through the realm, strengthened his physique, was in a very happy mood, and farted to sowell.

A black line flashed through sowelly's mind. What theory is this? If it's not a good person, he won't be short-lived. It's not an indirect admission that he is a disaster and will harm thousands of years.

He wondered if Dong Wenfeng had any special treasure to block the attack of the hurricane. Next, he would not give Dong Wenfeng the opportunity to use the treasure.

"Hum, even if you are not dead, I will send you to God."

Suoweili secretly calculated that he has now recovered 30% of his strength, which is probably comparable to the initial stage of prefecture level. Dong Wenfeng has just broken through to the mysterious peak.

Although it seems that the peak of Xuanji level is only one step away from the initial stage of prefecture level, only those who have really crossed it understand that this is actually a gap.

Seeing Sowell's confidence, Dong Wenfeng smiled in his heart. He now needs a talent to verify his current strength.

"Hum, everyone can talk big. Come if you have the ability." Dong Wen snorted disdainfully, and his eyes floated to one side, completely ignoring sowell.

"Wild Devil Dance"

Sowelli once again adjusted the collective and a few energy in the air. The strong wind in the air suddenly rose, and the roaring sound seemed like a demon roaring.

Seeing that Sowell made another big move, Dong Wenfeng rushed into the strong wind excitedly. He stood still regardless of how the strong wind attacked him.

"You, are you a natural son of the wind? Otherwise, how can the wind attribute not hurt you! "

Sowelli was stunned and said that the son of the wind was a legendary figure. The son of the wind was the darling of the wind. They were born with the ability to control the wind and had prefecture level cultivation as soon as they were born.

But in the twinkling of an eye, if Dong Wenfeng is really the son of the wind, he can kill him by turning his hands. Why bother to work so hard with him.

Suo Weili looked at Dong Wenfeng and his eyes glowed. Since Dong Wenfeng is not the son of the wind, he must have a treasure that can restrain the attribute of the wind.

At the moment, Dong Wenfeng's face seemed to be engraved with two treasures, which made Suo Weili attack Dong Wenfeng like a chicken's blood.

Although Sowell's attack couldn't hurt Dong Wenfeng at all, every attack hit him. It was very painful and made Dong Wenfeng show his teeth for a while.

After fighting for a moment, Dong Wenfeng probably knew at what stage his strength was. With his current strength, he had no problem against a practitioner in the middle of the prefecture level. He was reluctant to deal with the later stage of the prefecture level.

This is also that sowelli was so stupid that he made himself semi disabled by two big moves directly.

"Go to hell! The treasure is mine. "

At this time, Dong Wenfeng found the abnormality of sowell. Sowell, who was about to run out of energy, suddenly increased his attack power. The energy seemed endless and was not afraid of consumption.

Looking at Sowell's disordered breath, Dong Wenfeng confirmed that Sowell was possessed. All the energy he attacked now was the consumed power crystal source power.

This power is used a little less, and it will also lead to a decline in cultivation, and even need to spend more natural materials and earth treasures to make up for the loss of origin.

Although sowelly's attack became stronger, but the attack became more slow. Originally, the attack speed of the two people was not much different. Now, with each passing day, sowelly's injury became more and more serious.

"Bang"

Finally, he was knocked down by Dong Wenfeng and fell heavily on the sea, stirring up waves.

"Hoo"

Dong Wenfeng held on to a floating object and kicked his breath. After all, soweli is a strong man at the prefecture level, and he still spends his source to fight him. His energy consumption can't keep up. At the moment, there is no real Qi in his body and body.

"Kid, your strength is good!"

As soon as the voice fell, several figures appeared on the sea. Each was a strong man at the prefecture level, and even the old monster who was about to break through the sky level.

Judging from the costumes of these people, it is obvious that they are not the same group. They are all independent. They may be practitioners from other countries near the sea.

Dong Wenfeng has no strength to resist at the moment. He can only sit on the sea and pretend to be at ease.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Dong Wenfeng asked blandly on his face. In fact, he was secretly complaining. He pretended to force him to use his just recovered true Qi. He really didn't have the strength to escape later.

"Nothing. I just sensed that someone was fighting here and came to watch the war. I didn't expect you, a Chinese boy, to be so powerful. It seems that you will have a place in the next league repair battle!"

Union battle, what's that? Dong Wenfeng didn't know why, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he said proudly:

"Cut, it's all children's chores. If my master hadn't sealed me, you old people wouldn't be qualified to beep in front of me."

Dong Wenfeng is gambling. He deliberately exposes his situation. He gambles that these people are afraid of themselves. As long as they resist a wave of attacks, they will have a chance to escape.

"Kid, you're very stingy. I don't know what your master's cultivation is?"

Practitioners will definitely find out the identity of each other before fighting. If they provoke big people, they will wait for revenge.

Such things often happen in the spiritual world. After the second ancestor of many powerful families provoked a more powerful existence, the families were destroyed together.

"You don't deserve to know!" Dong Wenfeng turned his head aside with a disdainful expression.

"Oh, you kid is so angry with me. I'll teach you how to respect your elders today!"

The white haired old man in the later stage of the prefecture level grabbed Dong Wenfeng's heart with his left hand into a claw.

But they saw that there was no fear or panic in Dong Wenfeng's eyes, and they looked confident.

Just when everyone thought Dong Wenfeng would avoid the attack, he didn't expect Dong Wenfeng to sit there motionless and be forcibly clawed by the white haired old man.

"Oh, it's so comfortable, old man. You need more strength to catch it. I'll give you a reward."

Dong Wenfeng joked happily.

Hearing Dong Wenfeng's ridicule, the white haired old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. He was enough to kill any strike in the middle of the prefecture level. Since he knew how to tickle in the other party's view.

No one else dared to act rashly. It was obviously very strange for Xuanji practitioners who could be hard grounded at the later stage.