Someone held his hands and said, "Compared with Ye Shengzi, Xiao Yun is a small person. The dregs are too small, and they can be crushed and blown by hand."

"Are you joking? One is a bird from the sky, and it's just a little sparrow. How can they compare?"

"Xiao Yun? He is just a genius of the family. Even if he does go out, he is nothing more than an ordinary person with a little better talent. But Ye Feng is the saint son of the Star Sect, and he can shoot him with one hand. dead."

Everyone whispered, many of them scornful words towards Xiao Yun, but the tone was a bit weird, and it sounded a bit sour. Although the demeanor was disdainful, it also revealed a hint of jealousy.

Ye Feng looked at what was happening in front of him, calmly, with an indifferent expression, seemingly indifferent, a kind of detachment that he didn't care about with the ants.

This made everyone more focused. This saint son was more than calm. He simply ignored Xiao Yun and didn't care about it at all. How could he ignore it.

And some of them, after seeing the expression of Ye Feng, said: "Is this the confidence of a sect sage son? Above others, unattainable, they even disdain to look at the people under their feet. "

And the person behind him sighed and said, "I can't match the dust!"

Many of them also held their cheeks in their hands, and their eyes became peach-hearted. They looked towards the night wind and said, "Also, he is also very handsome, handsome and full of spirits. Be with him. It must be very happy."

Everyone, you and me, are full of praise to the night breeze, making people feel like a spring breeze.

And the praise for Xiao Yun was just a brief introduction.

Xiao Yun, who was standing on the side, was young and vigorous. After hearing these words, he became uncomfortable.

Xiao Yun's face was flushed, his hands were trembling in anger.

Strength is all because strength is not as good as people.

And this hateful identity, why am I not the son of a generation of saints, why not?

Why he is!

Why?

Why on earth! ! !

Xiao Yun roared in his heart, almost falling into madness.

Ten fingers pressed into the palm of his palm, blood shed, but Xiao Yun couldn't feel the slightest pain, his eyes were red, and there was only the indifferent figure in his sight.

I want to beat him and trample him under my feet.

He will be the one I must defeat in the future, and I must trample him to death.

The prince and general Xiangning is kind.

He is just a better background, in terms of talent and hard work, how can he catch me.

Time, what I lack most now is time. As long as I am given time, I will definitely be able to surpass him, defeat him by thunder means, defeat his Dao Xin, break his invincible myth, and achieve my glory.

Just when Xiao Yun was about to lose control, suddenly an old voice rang in his mind! !

"Xiao Yun, calm down and don't be lost in hatred."

After hearing this sound, Xiao Yun quickly calmed down, looked at the bronze ring in his hand, and muttered in his heart: "Old Jian, sorry."

And the person Xiao Yun called the old swordsman said in a calm tone: "You are not his opponent now, and practicing with great concentration is the right way. With your talent and perseverance, you will surpass the opponent sooner or later, so you don't need to rush for a while. The Lotus Sword Sutra, after you have cultivated to Dacheng, the entire world is yours, so why not do this again."

"I know what you are talking about." Xiao Yun's heart was agitated, and finally he was unwilling to say, "But I can't bear this bad breath."

"The most humiliating person who retired this time was not me, but my father."

"Did he ever do something wrong, why should he bear this pressure. If Ye Feng is willing to consider half of my father, he should withdraw from his family in private, instead of making everyone know in the public."

"So, I want to take revenge, and fight back in the most direct way to defeat Ye Feng. It proves that he is wrong, and the son of the elder of the Xiao family is not a waste."

Old Jian was silent. In Xiao Yun's mind, he naturally felt his filial piety, but how could he stop it.

He took a few steps forward suddenly, staring straight at Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, you dare to make a three-year agreement with me. Three years later, Yun Zhongshan will fight."

The three-year agreement is here.

Ye Feng's heart tightened, but on the surface he did not move a bit, still as calm as water, with a full posture with a cold expression.

According to common sense, as a big villain, I should say why I dare not, and then directly agree.

However, who is Ye Feng, how could it be possible to play the cards according to the routine.

So Ye Feng said indifferently, beyond everyone's imagination, "This is meaningless."

Very indifferent, seems to look down on the other party, disdain to fight at all.

After hearing this, Xiao Yun was furious and said, "You!!!" The other party actually despised him so much and refused to fight him.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun rolled his eyes, and came up with an aggressive way to say: "The genius of the star sect, the first sect of the wild Continent, is also afraid of challenges?"

However, who is Ye Feng would be aroused by him to still shake his head, indifferent.

A pale and breezy expression, like a big lake, no waves, standing with hands, extraordinary aura, like a great mountain, people can only look up, and said: "Three years is too long, at that time I had already traveled out. After all, this place is only a continent. As the first person of the young generation, you should be together with other continents. After all, if you just stay here, it is just a leaf blind, a frog at the bottom of the well. How to explore the true meaning of the avenue? Ask for the pinnacle of cultivation."

When Ye Feng followed these words, the entire Xiao family lobby fell silent. After a long time, a Tsing Yi youth spoke in admiration and said: "You deserve to be the saint son of the first sect of the Star Sect in the world. This vision and tolerance are hard to beat. ."

"How can a big arrogant be confined to a corner." Some people take it for granted.

As for the night wind.

Ok.

I'm already immersed in the pleasure of pretending to be unable to extricate myself from it, that is called a piss.

Haha...Sure enough, I am still suitable to be a big villain.

Yes, yes, I just despise you, I just look down on you, I just look down on you.

But I don't say straight, I want to be more compelling, more conspicuous to despise you.

Your vision is too narrow, your force is too low-minded, you don't deserve to stand on the same stage as me.

I want to go to a wider world, to see a broader territory. Therefore, I have no time to compete with you.

I scored ninety-nine points for this pretending one, and the less one is for fear of being proud.

The road to pretending to be coercion is long, and I will search up and down.

On the surface of the night wind standing in the center, it looks very casual, with a comfortable attitude, but this is just for outsiders.

In the face of the true emperor, how dare he be careless, after all, this is a person with the same talent as he originally.

Behind the indifferent expression is caution and defensiveness.

Ye Feng was observing Xiao Yun, feeling a bit difficult to understand, and at the same time he was very worried and excited.

There was some expectation in his heart, and he wanted to fight with the true emperor.

Seeing Xiao Yun's eyelids drooping and looking at the bronze ring on his hand, Ye Feng knew in his heart that Xiao Yun must be discussing countermeasures with the old swordsman, and wanted to find a reason to force him to accept the challenge.

After all, the protagonist must be fighting for the dignity of his father and fighting for the honor and disgrace of the family.

Then the grandfather must be greatly touched, and then determined to help the protagonist with all his strength.

After that, it is estimated that it will be three or two years of cultivation, experiencing all kinds of hardships, all kinds of setbacks, and finally great achievements, come to the door to challenge, and slap his big villain in the face.

After all, a villain who is as handsome as him, has high talent, and has a hard background is sure to step on it.

After the big defeat, the big villain suffered from damage to the morality, stagnant cultivation, and severely injured and hard to treat, and died.

With a smile on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, he said, "Unfortunately, I am a big villain who doesn't follow the routine."

So Ye Feng said faintly: "If you insist on fighting, then three months later, Taiqing Mountain."

After saying these words, it even more demonstrated the extraordinary tolerance of Ye Feng, like a **** of nine heavens, indifferent and majestic.

"I will suppress the cultivation base and fight you in the same realm."

"If you want to compare with me, I will be there waiting for you in three months."

After saying this, Ye Feng walked in the direction of the door without looking back, and the dark guards standing on the four corners followed Ye Feng at the same time.