Dong Wenfeng's silk Zhenyuan was like a sharp transparent gas needle drilling into Ma Dong's body.

Zhenyuan is the product of highly condensed Zhenqi. Although the quantity of Zhenqi in Madong's body and inner body seems to surge like a small river, it can't stop Dong Wenfeng. This is Zhenyuan. After all, it is two different levels of energy.

"Sky level?"

Ma Dong whispered and stared at Dong Wenfeng dumbfounded. He totally didn't expect that Dong Wenfeng looked almost as big as him and would have heaven level cultivation.

The other disciples thought that Ma Dong was knocked down by Dong Wenfeng's sneak attack. They couldn't accept the answer for a while.

"Pony, what's the matter with you? You're also in the later stage of prefecture level. You can't take a move from each other."

Among them, the disciples at the later stage of the prefecture level mocked Ma Dong. His eyes were full of contempt. In his opinion, if he played on his own, Dong Wenfeng would definitely be defeated by him.

"You can go!"

Ma Dong turned his head and fought back fiercely. Since these people despised him so much, he wouldn't remind each other.

Naturally, the disciple who satirized Ma Dong couldn't stand Ma Dong's provocation, so he came forward and prepared to compete with Dong Wenfeng.

"You'd better get down and don't make a fool of yourself."

The disciple pulled Ma Dong back. He walked confidently to Dong Wenfeng and looked at Dong Wenfeng disdainfully.

"You can't, you'd better go together!"

Dong Wenfeng stretched out a finger and shook it in front of everyone. He said very calmly.

But this sentence sounds like chiguoguo's provocation to other disciples. No matter who they are, they probably can't bear it.

"Just you, do it with us?"

The prefecture level disciple who just stood up gave Dong Wenfeng a look of disdain.

"If you go together, you may let me make one or two moves."

As soon as Dong Wenfeng's words were finished, the disciple in front of him couldn't bear it any more and showed a set of anonymous fist techniques to attack Dong Wenfeng.

"Tiger down the mountain!"

With a roar, the disciple gathered his true Qi from his whole body and condensed a fierce tiger full of evil Qi on his fist. The tiger roared faintly.

"This is his famous martial arts. Unexpectedly, he has reached a perfect level. It is estimated that the power of this move is close to all the combat power of the prefecture level peak."

Although Zhang Yu's accomplishments were not high, his eyesight was still very accurate. Even Lin Yue had to agree with his speech.

"Flashy!"

Dong Wenfeng's voice was not loud, but it was so ordinary that everyone present could hear it clearly.

Just when everyone was ready to refute, the disciple, like Ma Dong, was punched and flew out by Dong Wenfeng, but he was not so lucky. Dong Wenfeng didn't pull him.

"Boy, you won't be fooled by his fist?"

Ma Dong came to the disciple and stretched out his hand to pull him. Just as he was about to pull him up, he deliberately released his hand and let him fall to the ground again.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Ma Dong shrugged and apologized to the disciple. Seeing his expression, it was clear that it was intentional. Where did he mean to apologize.

From the performance of these people, Dong Wenfeng speculated that the twelve disciples in front of him were divided into two schools. One was mainly Lin Yue, the disciple of the second elder, and the other was estimated to be the disciple who had not spoken from beginning to end.

"It seems that your strength is not very good. It seems that you still need to practice more hard, otherwise you will lose the face of our sect when it comes to alliance cultivation and battle."

Originally, this was what Lin Yue said to him. Now he returned it, which made Lin Yue blush with shame.

"Boy, I think you think too much of yourself. All of us here are elite disciples of the divine thief sect. If we work together, even heaven level disciples can fight."

Zhang Yu's combat effectiveness is not good, but his mouth is still very sharp. In a word, he expanded his hatred. All of them are two people with estrangement, and there is a trend of cooperation.

Lin Yue is not stupid. Ma Dong was solved by Dong Wenfeng before. If he was careless, he can still believe it, but the later disciple at the prefecture level also ended the same way, which seemed a little wrong.

At least Dong Wenfeng's strength is not as good as it appears. At least it is a prefectural level perfection, or even a half day level, because he doesn't feel that Dong Wenfeng uses genuine Qi.

"Third Elder martial brother, you are a little arrogant. You plan to challenge a group of people alone. Although he has strong physical strength, those disciples are not fuel-efficient lights!"

The old man and the two elders have been paying attention to the situation here. Dong Wenfeng used pure physical strength to defeat the two disciples before, which can't hide their eyes.

"Young people always like to set high goals. Since they want to play, let them play. Anyway, if they belong to the same sect, nothing will happen."

The old man knew that Dong Wenfeng was really strong and naturally would not worry about his safety. However, in order to surprise others, he did not expose it, but cooperated with Dong Wenfeng to perform.

There are so many people fighting. Naturally, some of them can't do anything in the house. Everyone came to the community. Fortunately, it's night and there are few people outside.

Twelve elite disciples of the divine thief sect seem to be divorced from each other. Although they stand on united front, they do not fight together.

Under the command of Lin Yue, several people charged at Dong Wenfeng, while those who followed another disciple chose to rush over one after another.

Seeing such a scattered team, Dong Wenfeng smiled disdainfully, and the corner of his mouth tilted slightly to the upper right corner.

"Double Dragons go to sea, tigers roar and Dragons sing, and mountains pour down the sea!"

All kinds of martial arts emerge one after another, which dazzles people. Each force has no less than the full attack at the later stage of the prefecture level.

"Whew"

Dong Wenfeng showed his dodge and turned into five or six figures. There were figures everywhere on the field. He couldn't find where Dong Wenfeng himself was.

At the same time, the twelve disciples felt a force of Qi hitting their bodies in the air. They thought it was an illusion, but they were shocked when the force of Qi broke into their bodies.

"Six shadows?"

Lin Yue saw the residual shadow on the field and his face was pale. It was obviously hit by this result. It was a little difficult to accept the reality for a time.

Lin Yue always prides himself on being a genius, but when he sees that Dong Wenfeng has practiced the Dodge method to the sixth floor, he has just touched the threshold of the fourth floor.

"This boy is a little interesting."

Seeing the competition over there, the fourth elder nodded to Dong Wenfeng with satisfaction.