C12 A palm strike to repel the enemy

Ye Dongfeng did not dare delay for even a second, and immediately turned his body into a state of cultivation.

The True Qi poured unceasingly into his body, but there was a wave of True Qi clogging up inside his body, which made him unable to advance any further, causing Ye Dongfeng to feel extremely vexed.

AHH! I KILL YOU!" Song Jianren walked up excitedly and threw another punch in front of Ye Dongfeng.

Ye Canghai hated that he couldn't immediately rush to the stage and punch his son.

Seeing Ye Canghai's worry, Ye Chong smiled as if his evil scheme had succeeded.

Ling Xueqi clenched her fist tightly: Look at how pretentious Song Jianren is, I never thought that he would be so despicable.

Ye Dongfeng suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and looked at Song Jianren with a face full of smiles: Just now, there was a portion of true energy that was unable to enter my body.

Releasing his aura again would cause his Pulse Condensation Period to be at the second level, and everyone present would be stunned: You can cultivate even in battle? And he even went from the first level of Pulse Condensation Period to the second level of Pulse Condensation Period?

How amazing, it had only been a short while, yet he had already cultivated to the second level of Pulse Condensation Period, simply monstrous. Those who had doubted Ye Dongfeng's strength before, had all shut their mouths because Ye Dongfeng had used his own strength to prove his strength.

The young men and women of the other families in the audience seats all had a firm belief in their hearts: I will become a genius like Ye Dongfeng in the future.

Song Jianren was extremely furious: Ye Dongfeng, so what if you broke through to the second level of Pulse Condensation Period? I am now at the third level of Pulse Condensation Period, and the disparity of this level is not something that you can compare with.

It was only a single palm, but Song Jianren felt as if all his internal organs had been frozen over. With another punch, his entire body flew five or six meters away, and landed heavily on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and roared in dissatisfaction: Why?

Song Jianren wanted to crawl back up, but he was tormented by pain to the point that he couldn't get up at all.

Ye Dongfeng took a Storage Ring from Song Jianren's hand. The word "Ye Chong" was written on the ring, and he walked towards Ye Chong with the ring. To deal with me, second uncle had really put in a lot of effort.

The martial skill that Song Jianren used and the Profound Transformation Pill just now, I think only my Ye Family has it, right? Ye Dongfeng did not hold back and went straight for Ye Chong.

Ye Yuan and the Ye Family Elders were all furious, Ye Chong, you actually gave Ye Family cultivation technique pills to Song Family, you even joined forces with Song Family, and nearly caused the death of a genius from Ye Family like us, what crime are you taking it as?

The long spear materialized in Ye Canghai's hand, and he shouted as well, "Ye Chong, you really can do it!

Ye Chong's face was as red as a pig's liver as he panickedly said, "Ye Dongfeng, you little b * stard, don't slander me, how would I know how my ring got into Song Jianren's hands?"

Besides, wasn't this little beast fine too? Ye Chong continued to quibble, unwilling to admit it.

Ye Canghai stepped forward, his killing intent soaring to the skies, "Ye Chong, if it were not for my son Ye Dongfeng's luck, he would have already died on the stage. I did not have the mood to fight for the seat of the family head, but why are you pressing on?"

The Patriarch of Song Family, Song Mingyang, took a step forward and could not help but say, "Ye Chong, what are you afraid of? Since my son Song Jianren is unable to kill him, why don't you join hands with us at Song Family and kill this pair of father and son? When the time comes, we will take down Ye Family and you will be your Patriarch.

Ye Chong heard a few important words, "Can I really take on the surname Song when I make a move today?" Is it a cultivation resource for the Song Family that I can enjoy as well?

The base of the Song Family was abundant, and the resources available for training were tempting. A greedy light shone in Ye Chong's eyes.

Ye Yuan was getting angrier and angrier, as he cursed, "Ye Chong, do you still want a little face?"

Ye Chong acted as if he did not hear it, materialized a long blade in his hand and charged towards Ye Canghai, "Fourth brother, I'm sorry!"

You beast, you actually dare to attack me for a Song surnamed? Then I'll grant you that wish today. Ye Canghai's eyes were cold as he brandished the spear in his hand. The red tassel flashed, the spear shadows were like thunder, each shot was aimed at Ye Chong's center of gravity. Ye Chong was determined to kill him, so why was there a need for him to think of brotherhood?

Thinking of his son being hurt by Ye Chong into the Ice Prison, being mocked by countless people, enduring the pain from the Ice Prison, and thinking of how his son almost died in the hands of Song Jianren just now, being targeted by Ye Chong over and over again, his suppressed rage finally reached its peak.

All of his anger had gathered on this spear. His back was as straight as a spear. This spear was already able to disregard life and death. Spear intent surged. This spear was a killing move.

The sword in Ye Chong's hands moved quickly to parry, retreating as he fought. He had no idea how Ye Canghai, this madman, could suddenly become so strong.

Ye Chong, you sure have the guts to collude with outsiders to attack our race. An old voice was heard, and an old man in a white robe appeared out of thin air, glaring at Ye Chong furiously.

The Ye Family elders and patriarchs were all surprised for a moment, and then immediately cried out. Ah? Grand Elder!

Ye Yi Long said angrily: "Ye Yuan, how do you look after Ye Family? After I got injured, it was really like a fly pooping a pot of porridge. What are you all doing staring blankly at me? Take this Ye Family traitor down."

Ye Chong's expression changed in fright, and shouted in panic, "Supreme Elder?!" Ah, Song Family Patriarch, save me!

Song Mingyang immediately made a decision and waved his hand: Go, Great Clan Elder, I will leave Ye Zhilong to you.

Ye Yi Long frowned, the people from Song Family were making a move, the situation was not looking good.

The instructors who were holding the Triad Ceremony were all in different moods as well. Two of the instructors couldn't help but ask the grey-robed instructor: "Elder Lin, should we make a move?"

The gray-robed instructor called Elder Lin shook his head: We are only here to hold the Triad Ceremony, so there is no need to meddle in other people's business. Ye Dongfeng is only a genius, and a genius of this level is not enough for us to offend a colossus like Song Family.

Ling Family's Patriarch was easily amused by the conflict between the two families. He had already thought of how he could take advantage of this conflict.

With his Song Family out, Ye Chong regained his confidence. If he could not deal with Ye Canghai, he might as well kill his son Ye Dongfeng on the spot. As soon as he thought of that, Ye Chong's long sword turned into millions of sword auras, shooting towards Ye Dongfeng.

Be careful, Master Ye! Ling Xueqi who was in the crowd could not help but remind them.

Ye Dongfeng nodded his head, all his Zhen Qi surging out, he struck out with his palm, the palm wind was biting cold, the sword aura completely shattered, Ye Chong took a few steps back in disbelief: Ye Dongfeng, you can actually break my martial skill?