600: C600 Give Me a Squeeze

C600 Give Me a Squeeze

After a few leaps, Lingmiao flew back to the lotus platform. In the light, she was extremely depressed. She originally wanted to borrow Han Ziyu's hands to teach the unruly Ye Feng a lesson.1

However, she didn't expect that bastard to take advantage of her. No one had touched her slender waist before!

The most detestable thing was that he was still pinching her!

Apart from the empty space in Martial Field, there were already three to four hundred people in the audience seats. Although the number of people was not much, they were all top experts.

Any one of these people was a duke in this world.

If one were to select a hundred people from the four hundred people and enter the top one hundred, they would immediately become the target of everyone's challenges. Especially between eighty to a hundred people, they would be bombarded one after another.

With Zhang Chen's command, eight pillars of light suddenly rose from the surroundings of Martial Field. They emitted an invisible force of formation that connected with each other.

Even a Fifth Level Golden Dragon might not be able to break through this powerful restriction Array.

Immediately, a beautiful woman stepped forward and challenged the existence of the 80th person. In an instant, the various lights within the light barrier flickered endlessly, and even explosions sounded.

In the crowd outside the arena, Ye Feng silently came behind the two people and said, "Fellow Daoists, how have you been recently?"

The two turned around and looked at him with a faint smile. It was Muh Mu and Mi Tian.

"Look, I've already said that this child will definitely come as promised!" Muh Mu praised.

Mi Tian also sized up Ye Feng from head to toe. Suddenly, he was shocked in his heart. He took a deep breath and said:

"It has only been a few months since we parted in Heaven Propping Pavilion. I didn't expect you to have already stepped into the second level of the Saint realm. The speed of your advancement really makes me feel ashamed!"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Seniors, you are flattering me. Although I have advanced, the danger I face is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine."

Muh Mu deeply agreed and said, "With the help of fellow Daoists during this trip to the secret realm, we will definitely return smoothly. As for the quota that we have promised fellow daoists before, we can now fulfill it. There is no need for fellow daoists to participate in the competition. "

Ye Feng laughed bitterly. He didn't want to go, but there were some people who might not let him go!

In Martial Field, the beautiful woman was surrounded by thousands of sharp flying blades. She pointed at the opposite side and the flying blades shot out.

The person in front of him was calm and composed. He took out a foot-long gong with a backhand grip. The surface of the gong was carved with terrifying ghost heads.

Immediately after, the old man used his fist to shake the gong. A shrill and hoarse explosive sound was heard, and the gong instantly released a large amount of black Qi. Within the black smoke, many people with pale faces, who looked like fierce ghosts, shot out explosively.

When the flying knife stabbed into it, it trembled slightly, and then fell down in all directions. It seemed that it had lost more than half of its power.

As for those ghostly figures, they also took the opportunity to surround the beautiful woman. Not long after, a horrifying scream came from the black gas. It was only a moment before the scream quietly dissipated.

The old man shook the gong again, and countless ghosts flew back. Looking at the sky again, the beautiful woman's face was extremely pale, and her pupils still flashed with fear.

This battle was undoubtedly the elder who had a slight advantage.

Immediately after that, a red light descended from the sky and landed firmly on the Martial Field.

"It's Han Ziyu. Isn't he in the top ten? Do we still need to challenge him?"

"If anyone is challenged by him, that would be bad luck!"

Han Ziyu smiled devilishly. He wanted to end that ignorant brat in Martial Field!

"The Saint of Fangzhang Mountain, Han Ziyu, challenges the ninety-eighth person, Ye Feng!" This voice spread across the entire square.

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