Seeing people walking in the ring, some things wanted to come to the North Gate to watch the fun, but there was a commotion.
"Look, I feel that this person seems to be very powerful. Maybe he is really a master!"
"I can’t say for sure that those guys don’t look very good. Yang, a captain, can’t walk without a move, but the master of strength is too strong."
Some people talk about their eyes, but they always look at people. This man walks slowly step by step in the ring, but he has great momentum. There seems to be a general trend around him. Every step seems to make people feel shocked.
"Call your strongest man out."
In the end, the challenge came to look at Yang Feng’s direction, but it made everyone around him lose their moment.
Chapter 274 Lyu3 bu4
"Who is this person?" "Too arrogant?" "He, who is the strongest man? Is he still going to challenge General Ning?" "I don’t think this man is simple …" "What if it’s not simple? Can you beat General Ning? It’s not a joke. There are several people in the world who can match General Ning …"
After a short period of calm, the crowd exploded, and there were many people who were shocked, amazed and had bad eyes. Many people, especially soldiers and military commanders, all had bad eyes. Actually, this person’s tone was too arrogant, and the calm gave people a sense of arrogance and wanted to slap him.
"The strongest man, don’t you want to challenge General Ning?" Yang Feng looked at the bearer with a faint smile without anger. "If you want to challenge the general, at least you have to beat me."
Yang Feng looks at the bearer with a faint smile on his face, and his eyes are shining with light. This person is very unusual to give him a feeling that he can’t see through, especially that if there is a general trend that makes him have a kind of nerve-racking. This is amazing. He himself is a master of Hua Jin and his body is almost the peak of Hua Jin, but the bearer makes him feel a great threat …
"You are no match for me!"
People looked at Yang Fengdao calmly, but let the people around them fry again.
"It’s too arrogant. Who is he, a martial art avatar?" "This man’s heart is looking for another project …" "I’m not afraid to burst the cowhide with great tone …" "Yang, a captain, go to defeat him and let this man know that he is little …" "…"
The crowd is in a commotion, because more and more people are gathering here, but most of them can’t stand the tone of the challenge. The soldiers around them are really arrogant, especially waiting for the challenge figure with their eyes wide open, and they want to eat each other.
"I don’t know until my opponent has played." Yang Feng’s eyes are also twisted. Everyone has his own pride, most of whom are arrogant, especially powerful people
"Cheng … before …"
Yang Feng’s right hand shook, and the pike next to him was shot out and crossed an arc. Yang Feng’s figure also jumped into the ring and looked at the bearer with a sharp look-
"Let me see how much strength you have. Is it as powerful as your mouth?"
"It’s enough to defeat you."
People still look at Yang Feng haughtily, and the tone is calm, but there is an undisguised haughtiness.
"Rampant …" "Talk big …" "Yang, a captain, taught him a lesson …"
The crowd is surging, not to mention those soldiers or civilians. This man is really arrogant, and his calm tone seems to be nothing. Some people in his eyes feel annoyed.
"War!"
Yang Feng didn’t say much because he had stepped on the ground with his right foot for the first time, and his foot ring cracked directly. A large piece of pike in his hand stabbed a man with one gun, and the speed of breaking was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. You could see a silvery white gun like a streamer shooting at the black dress person in the line of sight around you …
"It’s a pity that the strength is good!"
Black dress person looks calm and looks at the gun mountain in front of him, and the line of sight keeps enlarging until the gun mountain is less than ten meters away from him. His right hand moves his hand, and the painting halberd swings out to draw a silver mountain …
"Bang … snow … wow …"
There is no dazzling light, and there is no big bang like conan the destroyer. You can see the silvery white light colliding together with the metal collision sound. This is a figure flying backwards with deep red blood falling from it. It is Yang Feng’s pike that flies directly out of the distance and inserts it dozens of meters away. Yang Feng’s body also flies directly from the ring, like a broken kite hitting the ground and spewing big blood.
"A captain …" "A captain …"
Several military commanders hurriedly ran to lift Yang Feng up and saw Yang Feng’s right hand holding a gun, which was already a bloody mess.
"Surround!"
A military commander looked at the black man in the ring with a bad eye.
"Stop it …" Yang Feng was exporting to stop the soldiers around him. "I lost my skill!"
"A captain!"