The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

The owner of the fist is naturally Jiang Ziqi.

It's just that Jiang Ziqi's expression was extremely ugly at this time.

He never expected that his thunder strike would be caught by Ye Feng so easily, and it was done so effortlessly that he didn't even move his body at all.

He wanted to use force, to knock Ye Feng into the air, or to withdraw his fist, but all his actions were in vain. No matter how he moved, the palm of his hand was like a pair of iron clamps, firmly grasping Ye Feng. He touched his fist, and even as he was struggling, he could still feel the force on the fist, getting bigger and bigger until his entire arm was bulging with veins.

The crowd who originally wanted to watch a good show had completely quieted down at this moment, and no one made any more noises. They just looked at Ye Feng and that palm motionlessly.

"Gollum!"

"Master Jiang...is this useless?"

"How is it possible, I didn't see that Jiang's face is so ugly."

"But... How could a martial artist in the middle stage of internal strength receive a punch from head Jiang?"

The soft voice of discussion, like countless question marks, hit Jiang Ziqi's mind. He was also very curious, how could a warrior in the middle stage of inner strength receive his thunderous blow.

Although he only ranks 86 on the list of Taoist masters, he has practiced Taijiquan for many years, pays attention to physical fitness training, and requires a single round of physical strength. He can definitely be ranked among the top ten existences among Taoist masters.

Even if Song Cheng met him, without using his aura, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to beat Jiang Ziqi. From this, one can imagine how strong Jiang Ziqi's physical body has reached.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ziqi pumped his fist again dissatisfied, and gradually increased the strength on his arm, until a blood vessel burst on the entire arm, and Ye Feng's hand suddenly loosened.

Jiang Ziqi's body slammed into the high platform at a faster speed, and the floor Jiang Ziqi stepped on along the way was all shattered into powder at this moment. The momentum was so loud that it was even more ferocious than Jiang Ziqi's attack. .

Seeing that Jiang Ziqi was about to hit the high platform, Han Zhongtian hurriedly moved, stood behind Jiang Ziqi, and caught Jiang Ziqi's body with one hand.

And the moment he touched Jiang Ziqi with one hand, Han Zhongtian's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly stretched out both hands to support Jiang Ziqi's back, but even so, he was still driven by Jiang Ziqi's inertia , Stepping back again and again, the concrete floor stepped on a pothole half a meter deep at this moment.

The two Taoist masters made a move, and the result in exchange was that Ye Feng, who was in the middle stage of inner strength, still stood there without moving a bit, while Jiang Ziqi, who was the attacker, was bleeding profusely from his entire arm at this moment.

Even Han Zhongtian, who came up to pick him up, just blocked Jiang Ziqi's retreat, and then was led back a few steps before stopping. Such an ending made everyone look at Ye Feng in disbelief, as if in Staring at a rare treasure.

In front of the high platform, after Han Zhongtian caught Jiang Ziqi, he frowned and looked at Jiang Ziqi's dangling arm, and asked worriedly, "Brother Jiang, are you alright?"

Jiang Ziqi stared at Ye Feng firmly, and shook his head: "It's just an arm."

Although the words were light, looking at Jiang Ziqi's arm, he was bleeding profusely at the moment. If it wasn't for the Taoist master's physique far surpassing that of ordinary people, the amount of blood bleeding at this moment might be enough to make him faint.

After hesitating for a while, Han Zhongtian beckoned to the servants beside him and said, "Go get the medicine."

Not long after, several servants brought a medicine box and treated Jiang Ziqi's injuries briefly. During this process, Ye Feng just watched the actions of the few people quietly, without any intention of stopping him.

After Jiang Ziqi temporarily treated his injuries, the three Daoist masters headed by Song Cheng finally stood together, looked at Ye Feng with extremely solemn eyes, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency? Do you dare to use this face to treat Ye Feng?" Show people?"

Although Jiang Ziqi lost the fight with Ye Feng just now, he also found traces of disguise from Ye Feng's jaw, and naturally found traces of Ye Feng pretending to be someone else.

Hearing this, the people on the field also turned their heads and looked at Ye Feng, as if they were curious about who is this person who can defeat Tuijiang Ziqi in one fell swoop.

Up to now, no one on the field thinks that Ye Feng in front of him is just a small martial artist in the middle stage of internal strength. If even a warrior in the middle stage of internal strength can retreat into the Tao with one defeat, then the masters of the Tao will not be so rare.

Under everyone's curious eyes, Ye Feng smiled slightly, raised his hand gently, and touched the edge of his chin. Then, a human skin mask was torn off, revealing the original face.

When they saw Ye Feng's young face, everyone was shocked.

"So young?"

"This can defeat the head of Jiang, at least he must be a Taoist master! Such a young Taoist master is rare in the world!"

"Not only is it rare, it's not there at all."

"Do you think that this person looks like a person?"

Everyone on the field talked a lot, and they were all surprised by Ye Feng's young face. Even Han Xiaofei, who was not far away, couldn't help but roll her eyes and emit a faint light after seeing Ye Feng's young face.

Different from the noisy discussion in the audience, Song Cheng and Jiang Ziqi tensed their bodies very solemnly after seeing Ye Feng's face.

Those inner-strength warriors are on the list of Dao masters. As people on the list of Dao masters, they will naturally pay attention to the changes of the list.

Just two months ago, Odin, who had dominated the list for more than ten years, suddenly retreated from No. 1 to No. [-]. Such a major event is naturally a major event that all grandmasters care about.

And it was Ye Feng, who showed his demigod strength in the battle of Fengsha City, who took away Odin's No.1 position.

Song Cheng and Jiang Ziqi only took one look and recognized Ye Feng's appearance, but Han Zhongtian had been in seclusion for five years, and he was not very clear about the outside world, but he could feel the tension of the two companions around him, so he looked at Ye Feng, Can't help wondering: "Who is this person?"

"call!"

Hearing this, Song Cheng took a deep breath, and slowly explained: "He is No. 1 on the current list of Taoist masters, Ye Feng!"

"No. [-] on the Taoist master list? Isn't it Odin?" Han Zhongtian asked in surprise.

When he was in retreat five years ago, he clearly remembered that the No.1 on the list of masters was Odin, and at that time, Odin had already occupied this No.1 for ten years .