Kong Feng did not expect that there was still a desperate situation and he understood that the devil was not stimulating at the moment, so he watched how the devil dealt with the current crisis.

At the same time, he did not forget to send a message and made many promises.

Although the East China Sea is a place beyond the law, the glory of the Holy Court cannot shine, the power of the Holy Court is ultimately the first power in this world. If used well, it is enough to stand tall in this East China Sea.

What's more, Kong Feng is well-versed in people's hearts, but he does not forget to remind everyone of two points when he makes a promise.

First, destroy Wang Qianqiu and the glory that comes with it.

Second, Wang Qianqiu went all the way and started killing. He didn't know how much wealth he stored in the Sumeru Ring, and it was simply a moving treasure house.

For a moment, all the monks' blood swelled, but their minds were clear.

No one doubted Wang Qianqiu's combat power, no one would be stupid enough to fight alone with him, and no one would be stupid enough to disperse the formation.

Since the arrival of the three groups of people, they have always maintained their formation and are ready to launch an attack at any time.

"Since you are going to fight, everyone in the leader will sign up, and the nameless ghost under a certain sword."

Xu Yi said coldly.

He is fanning the flames.

Even though he had seven thousand swords in his arms, the situation in front of him was very dangerous.

If the three-way formations are encircled, he may be able to break through the siege, but it will never be too easy. If it is not done properly, it will cause a big mess.

He had to fan the venue first and let the leaders complete their self-boasting first as much as possible.

Sure enough, after his shouting, the leaders of the three teams all claimed their own names.

The leader in the south is the leader of the Zhong Sect of Qinghai Sect, the monk Dianyuan, and the successor is a guest servant of the Tong family.

The leader in the west is Mr. Tu, the person in charge of a demon hunting shop, has no choice but to be decorated, extremely cold and low-key.

The two people in the north were leading the way, one called himself Guantian Jushi and the other called himself Buddhist Buddhist Son of Donghai. They fought forever in their words.

Xu Yi said loudly, "As a matter of fact, they are not unknown people. It is also a blessing that Wang is lucky to have all the heroes of the East China Sea today. The battle with Wang will definitely spread to the world, but I wonder which one will fight Wang first?"

In an instant, the entire field of needles can be heard.

Especially the few who signed up for themselves before, I felt particularly uncomfortable.

The situation in front of us is a visible victory, but when the Wang asked this question, they really couldn't interfere.

Then he listened to Xu Yi again, "It seems that you don't have this confidence. You will fight Wang in a grand battle. Well, since you have three groups of people coming, Wang will fight with you three groups of people in turn. I wonder which group will come first?"

Even if you intentionally avoid siege, your words can be said so boldly in the mouth of Old Demon Xu.

"Don't be polite to him. The king's surname is the most tempting. He is obviously afraid that you will join forces and will do it on purpose."

Kong Feng was watching Qing, and he wished Xu Yi would die on the spot immediately. He rushed to the master of Sect, Mr. Tu and others to express his thoughts, urging them to rush forward.

But after all, the famous figures in the East China Sea have shown their own signs and font sizes, and they just started to fight in a hurry, which really makes the people like Sect Master Zhong and others who care about their own identities feel a little embarrassed.

Especially the lay Buddhist Guantian and the Buddhist son of Donghai, who had always been on the cliff, even sent thoughts to Kong Feng and gave speeches, wanting to lead his subordinates to fight with Wang Qianqiu first, and then talk, confident that with the power in his hands, it would be difficult to get it well unless the real pill power comes.

Kong Feng almost vomited blood on the spot when he heard this. If it weren't for their efforts, he would have scolded him on the spot.

At this moment, several figures floated over, leading the man in white clothes and graceful manner. He was a handsome young man, followed by four beautiful girls, each holding a piano, holding a fan, holding a flute, and holding a flute.

"The Ninth Young Master of the Yuan Family!"

"It's actually from the Yuan family!"

"It is rumored that the Ninth Young Master has already made a sword technique of asking you for it. He is the best among the junior disciples of the Yuan family, and he is here too."

“…………”

Young Master Yuanjiu floated like the wind, standing proudly in the void from afar. Four beautiful girls stood quietly behind him.

"Who is Wang Qianqiu? Yuan Mou came to test the sword, and all irrelevant people dispersed."

As soon as Master Yuanjiu spoke, Xu Yi felt as if he was in a strong stroke.

The Yuan family's status in the East China Sea is far superior to that of the Holy Court in the North.

As soon as Master Yuanjiu appeared, countless people saluted from afar.

Kong Feng was so angry that he thought to Master Yuan Jiu, "Young Master Jiu retreated quickly, this person was crazy, and even Kong Tengyun was lost in his hands. I was seriously injured. Master Jiu refused to take the risk."

He thought that the situation was a bit sinister, and when he could scare the Ninth Prince away, he didn't know that since his birth, he had no idea what fear was. He immediately thought, "Since I'm here, I've heard that the talented men in the Middle Earth are headed by Xiong Beiming and Wang Meihua. Since he is here, I must come to the meeting for a while. You saints are incompetent, so you can see the methods of our Yuan family."

"Don't forget, this place is in the East China Sea, and the Holy Court in the North is playable in Middle Earth. This time, my Yuan family may not be able to work. Mr. Kong, just watch Wang Meihua fight me, and you don't need to worry about the people next to me."

"Of course, if Mr. Kong dares to make trouble, Yuan will definitely let Mr. Kong know what is the difference between the East China Sea and the Holy Court in the North. Mr. Kong doesn't have to be bothered. It's really because Yuan has raised his sword for three thousand days. Since he met a famous sword master today, how could he let it go?"

puff!

Kong Feng vomited blood and was hit hard in an instant. Even Xu Yi's seven thousand swords had never caused him such pain.

The words and sentences of Master Yuanjiu are consciously and sincerely heard in Kong Feng's ears, and they are like sharp swords and spears.

When Kong Feng vomited blood, Master Yuan Jiu was a little moved, and he passed away his heart and thought, "You are so hurt, you are still caring about Yuan. Yuan has recorded his deep affection and friendship, let's see Yuan avenge you!"

"Thank you..."

Kong Feng shouted angrily, and continued to squirt blood, and fainted.

Young Master Yuan Jiu couldn't figure out the situation and was too lazy to care about him. He said loudly, "Today, Yuan and Wang Meihua fight, no one should interfere. You can use audio and video beads to copy and observe privately, but it is prohibited to spread. Yuan did not want people to think that Yuan and Wang Meihua fight were just seeking fame. I just want everyone to know that today's battle was purely a collision of swordsmanship between two sword masters."

Xu Yi felt a suffocation in his chest. He suddenly realized why Kong Feng had obviously stabilized his injuries, but he began to squirt blood without any warning.

He suspected that if the second middle-aged young man continues to squirt, he will not be able to withstand it.

"Come on, come on, you can do the trick first!"

Xu Yi suppressed the boredom in his heart and urged him to speak out regardless of his deliberate manner.
Chapter completed!