Chapter 87: Are you jealous?

"Ye Chenfeng came out."
Looking at the corner of his mouth, a face, the pale pale leaf morning wind came out of the inner hall, and the Wufu disciple in the hall immediately cast a fearful look on him.
Strong, it is easier to conquer the heart.
"The eighth place."
Ye Chenfeng raised his head slightly and saw the ranking on the list of jade. His face was not happy or sad. He sat on the ground with his knees, silently running the soul-eater and restoring the soul of consumption.
After about an hour, a snoring sounded, the soul power was severely consumed, and Shen Tuheng, who was weak, fell out of the line of light and fell to the ground.
Simple recovery, Shen Tuheng climbed up from the ground and came to the hall. When he saw that Ye Chenfeng had finished his own battle, he was adjusting his knees in the hall, and his mouth was slightly upturned. sneer.
"Ye Chenfeng, the soul of the soul is not so good, your dog is shipped to the end." Shen Tuheng, who is complacent, did not think about it, his performance is far less than Ye Chenfeng, came to him, mad Said.
Shen Tuheng’s words just fell, the Wufu disciples in the hall revealed a weird smile, and many people laughed directly.
"Shen Tuheng, are you jealous?" Ye Chenfeng, who had basically recovered, opened his eyes and looked at his own Shen Tuheng, who said coldly.
"Hmm..."
Looking at the slapstick eyes around, listening to the cold voice of Ye Chenfeng, Shen Tuheng perceives a suspicion. When he twisted his body and cast his gaze on the rankings, the whole person seemed to have been met. Lightning strikes, a blank in the brain.
A shocked, unimaginable emotion emerged on his pale face, and he was completely filled with his entire face.
"This, this is impossible. With your strength, how can you get to the eighth place in Skyfire? You must be cheating." Shen Tuheng, who has come back to the world, screamed loudly and questioned Ye Chenfeng. Results.
"Shen Tuheng, you really can't afford to lose." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said disdainfully.
"Tang Elder, Liu Elder, this Ye Chenfeng absolutely cheated, and asked the two elders to thoroughly investigate the matter and give us an account of it." Shen Tuheng's request for anger and ruin.
"Cheat?" Tan Chang's face said sternly: "The Heavenly Enemy is the elder of the heavenly beast, who is proficient in the pattern of the sky." It took a few days to portray thousands of lines of conglomerate. A large number of bans, do you doubt the strength of the elders of Tian Huozong."
"I am..."
After hearing the harsh question of Tan’s elder, Shen Tuheng suddenly became speechless and did not dare to refute.
"Shen Tuheng, in fact, you don't have to be so excited." Ye Chenfeng sneered aloud: "You have forgotten, we have to go to the fighting soul field to compare, after the comparison, you know if I have Cheating."
"Well, when I recover, we will go to the battlefield." Shen Tuheng nodded and said in a gloomy manner.
At this moment, he still does not believe that Ye Chenfeng, the realm of the fifth-level Eudemons, will be stronger than himself. More importantly, he still has a terrible card.
The time passed by one minute and one second. At the time of Shen Tuheng’s interest adjustment, Lin Kezhu also completed the battle and left the soul of the soul.
"The eighth place!"
When Lin Kezhu saw the results of Ye Chenfeng, he suddenly grew his mouth and revealed a deep horror.
Before the squad, Lin Kezhu had overestimated Ye Chenfeng's performance, but when she saw Ye Chenfeng's final score, she found that she still underestimated him.
After more than one hour, Shen Tuheng relied on the power of medicinal herbs to basically restore the soul of consumption and adjust his own state to the best.
"Let's go, let's go to the battlefield."
Shen Tuheng slowly stood up and looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was talking with Lin Kezhu. He said coldly and couldn’t wait to teach him.
"Go!"
Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and Shen Tuheng came to the battlefield.
And following them, there are hundreds of Tianwuwufu disciples. Almost everyone wants to know that Ye Chenfeng’s strength is really strong enough to crush Shen Tuheng.
"The battlefield is more than a test, not allowed to kill, otherwise the rules are severely punished."
Tan Chang is afraid that the two will kill the other side because of hatred, and warned before the test.
"Reassured, Tan Elder, I will not kill him." Shen Tuheng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and looked at the calm face of the morning wind, whispered.
After finishing, Shen Tuheng violently took a shot of the Qiankun bag, a blue moonlight shining on it, and the water moon knife that reached the level of the Chinese spirits flew out.
Hand holding the water moon knife, Shen Tuheng's own momentum is a bit sharp, a huge volume, spit with a green tongue, a dragon with a light blue soul light slowly emerges his body.
"Tan Elder, can you start?"
Feeling the fierce momentum of Shen Tuheng's excitement, Ye Chenfeng is like a rock that is invincible, standing still in the same place, not asking for it.
"Ye Chenfeng, you don't need a spirit?" Tan Chang, looking at the bare-handed Ye Chenfeng, asked strangely.
"To deal with him, maybe you don't need a spirit." Ye Chenfeng said overbearingly, only Shen Bing's face was blackened, and his forehead collapsed with blue veins.
"Ye Chenfeng, I hope that for a while, you can still be so arrogant." Shen Tuheng said with a gloomy face, he could not help but want to shoot.
"Start!"
With the death of Tan Elder, Ye Chenfeng and Shen Tuheng moved at the same time.
A hegemonic blue-blue knives stunned and carried the amazing destructive power and slammed into Ye Chenfeng.
"嗖..."
Ye Chenfeng’s flash of light flashed at his feet, and he wiped the fallen water knife to the side, and used his flesh and blood to slap the blade of the water moon knife.
"Hey!"
The power of more than 60,000 jins poured into the water moon knives. The powerful force produced the violent vibration of the horses, and the shaking of the water knives violently shook, so that the intention of the squad could not hold the handle. .
"How is it possible, how can his strength be so strong?"
Shen Tuheng’s face is greatly changed. He can’t imagine that Ye Chenfeng, the realm of the fifth-level Eudemons, has more than ten times more physical strength than himself.
"Blood Snake!"
Shen Tuheng was shocked. Ye Chenfeng’s hands twisted quickly, and instantly gathered a powerful red-red fingerprint, which was printed on Shen’s chest.
"Broken!"
Shen Tuheng reacted extremely quickly, and while the body was withdrawing, he slammed the water knife and broke the blood seal.
The moment when the blood snake print broke, Ye Chenfeng’s keen sense of grasp caught the moment of the knife falling, and stepped forward a step forward. The whole body broke out with amazing power, and a punch hit the heart of Shen Tuheng. .
"Not good!"
Feeling the horror of Ye Chenfeng’s fist, Shen Tuheng’s instinct slashed the water knife across the chest.
"Hey!"
The Shuiyue blade was attacked by the strongest force of Ye Chenfeng, and once again produced a powerful anti-shock force. The blade slammed into the chest of Shen Tuheng and injured his body.
A stream of blood is sprayed in his mouth, spilled on the ground, bloodstained...