The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Boom boom!

Dashan burst out with tremendous strength. He was not afraid of Mei Fang on the opposite side at all. He grabbed the mace and continued to attack Mei Fang fiercely.

Strong winds and gusts of air continued to sweep across the entire central courtyard of Qingya Pavilion. The walls made continuous rumbling sounds and were collapsed by the impact of the gusts of air.

"what happend?"

Ye Feng was lying on the swing, enjoying his leisure time, but he didn't expect that the entire Qingya Pavilion would suddenly sway.

He immediately walked towards the central courtyard and saw Dashan fighting with a white-haired old man. The energy waves from the fight between the two were very powerful, almost destroying the entire central courtyard and front yard of Qingya Pavilion, turning it almost into ruins.

"Your Excellency, this old man just said he was looking for you, but before we could pass on the message, he broke into the yard on his own."

The guard outside Qingya Pavilion just now quickly came to Ye Feng to report.

Deep in Ye Feng's eyes, there was a cold murderous intent.

This is the first time that someone has come to provoke me like this.

But he didn't quite understand why a mere fourth-grade grandmaster dared to come and provoke him. Didn't he know that he had even lured Liu Banchen from the Western Shu Dynasty to Jinling City?

Xun Zhiwen, Ahua and Zhao Qiuyan all quickly came to Ye Feng's side.

"This guy actually destroyed Qingya Pavilion?"

Zhao Qiuyan looked at the messy Qingya Pavilion, gritting her teeth, her face full of anger. A golden light appeared on her body. She was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Ye Feng.

"I have recently been practicing the 'Eight Desolations Divine Fist' you gave me. I can go and test its power." Zhao Qiuyan's eyes were filled with a strong fighting spirit.

She had been practicing in the palace for many years and had rarely had the opportunity to engage in actual combat. Seeing this scene, she was eager to try.

Ever since the ministers asked Ye Feng to marry Zhao Qiuyan, the two of them had a tacit understanding and their relationship had become closer.

"Dashan also needs to fight, and his body must become stronger through fighting." Ye Feng looked at Dashan who was holding the mace and waving it continuously.

He felt it very clearly that after Dashan's body broke through to the Grandmaster level, the more intense the battle, the faster the improvement.

"I just want to test the power of the boxing technique I've been practicing recently."

After saying this, Zhao Qiuyan was bathed in golden light, and the fortune of the entire Song Dynasty was floating with her.

Bang!

Zhao Qiuyan has been practicing the "Eight Desolations Divine Fist" given to her by Ye Feng for some time. She feels that this fist technique is more mysterious than the ones she practiced before, and it is also very difficult for her to practice. However, she vaguely feels that the power unleashed by this fist technique is very strong.

Immediately, he took a step forward, and a beautiful body moved up, his fists bursting out with golden light, as bright as stars.

Those two punches were extremely domineering, as if no one else could do it better than me. They carried destructive power and smashed towards Mei Fang fiercely.

"Go away!"

Mei Fang's spiritual energy was surging all over his body. He was already struggling to confront the mountain head-on, but he didn't expect that a fourth-grade grandmaster would suddenly appear.

Bang!

With Mei Fang's sharp claws, he attacked Zhao Qiuyan's fist fiercely, and a powerful wave of air burst out. However, the power of Zhao Qiuyan's fist did not decrease at all, and it smashed towards him.

Wow!

Dashan grabbed the mace and swept it towards Mei Fang without any intention of stopping, blocking his way back.

Bang!

Mei Fang was shocked. He never expected that there were two powerful men with combat power comparable to that of fourth-grade grandmasters in Ye Feng's mansion.

As Zhao Qiuyan's fist collided with his claws, violent air waves surged wildly and spread towards him crazily.

Mei Fang only felt his arm trembling and pain at the base of his palm. His entire body was moving backwards continuously, with his blood surging.

"What kind of boxing is so powerful?"

Mei Fang felt very clearly that Zhao Qiuyan on the opposite side was not as strong as himself, but when he displayed this boxing technique, it seemed extremely powerful.

"Not bad, come again!"

There was excitement in the depths of Zhao Qiuyan's eyes. She had not expected that the boxing technique taught by Ye Feng was so powerful.

boom!

Zhao Qiuyan did not give Mei Fang any time to breathe, and madly used the "Eight Desolations Divine Fist" to smash towards Mei Fang continuously. The air waves surged, sweeping over a hundred meters.

shhhhhh...

"Sister-in-law, I'm here to help you."

Dashan was carrying a mace. Seeing Zhao Qiuyan and Mei Fang fighting fiercely, he shouted loudly and hit Mei Fang's back with the mace.

When Zhao Qiuyan heard Dashan calling her sister-in-law, her boxing skills became more swift, powerful, and surging.

Wow!

As Dashan and Zhao Qiuyan attacked from the front and back, Mei Fang began to lose ground. He was constantly dodging and was in a panic.

At this moment, Zhao Qiuyan punched him in the chest and sent him flying. Blood spurted out of his mouth. His old face trembled slightly and he was filled with anger. When did the Song Dynasty become so powerful?

"Come again!"

When Dashan saw Mei Fang pause, he shouted loudly, grabbed the mace, and rushed towards Mei Fang again.

Mei Fang's face changed drastically, and he immediately said, "Everyone, please stop immediately. There was a misunderstanding today. I'll take my leave first."

He knew very well that if he stayed any longer, he would surely die.

The burly man and the young woman in front of me are both very strong.

Everyone's strength is no weaker than his.

"Want to run?"

Ye Feng saw the spiritual power flowing from Mei Fang's body, and it was obvious that he wanted to escape. There was a cold murderous intent flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"You can come when you want? You can leave when you want?"

Before Ye Feng could make a move, a cold voice rang out. Before Mei Fang could run out, he was attacked by a bone-chilling air wave. He fell heavily on the outer courtyard of Qingya Pavilion, which had become a ruin. He spat out another mouthful of blood, and fear was deep in his eyes.

If the mountains and Zhao Qiuyan in front of him shocked him, then the icy attack that just hit him made him feel that death was passing by.

"What is going on? When did the Song Dynasty become so powerful?"

Mei Fang was shocked.

When he received Mei Jing's order to come to Jinling City, he felt disdainful in his heart. He also felt that Mei Jing was using a butcher knife to crack a nut and making a fuss out of nothing.

But I didn't expect that such a powerful person was hidden in this small city of Jinling.

"Everyone, it's a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding..."

Mei Fang's face looked extremely ugly, and he spoke slowly.

"Come again!"

Dashan didn't care whether Mei Fang had misunderstood or not. He grabbed the mace and attacked Mei Fang again as if he was tireless.

bang bang bang...

Dashan's mace was like a violent storm, constantly descending upon us, making it increasingly difficult for Mei Fang to cope with it. He was unwilling to give up in his heart.

In the current situation, he cannot escape, and if he continues to fight, there is a fourth-grade grandmaster standing next to him, so he will definitely be defeated.

Bang!

At the moment he was distracted, he was hit hard on the right chest by Dashan's mace. The sound of bones breaking was heard, and he felt severe pain all over his body and his face turned pale.

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