Chapter 87 Wang Kui

With a smile on his face, Ye Yu stood behind several teenagers and watched the field silently.

He was beside him and looked at the two disciples in the field, but he did not squeeze in. He just stood outside, silent and looked at the field indifferently.

"Drink"

In the field, the two were dressed in yellow clothes, and a slightly slender teenager, with a nervous face and sweat loomed. He drank softly and avoided the boxing wind of another teenager.

Another slightly fat man, with a plump face and short figure, has a pair of eyes, but he is extremely shrewd. During the flash, the speed is not slow. The semi-fat figure flashes rapidly in the human circle. The fat fists and spiritual force rush to the slender boy, which is a state of foundation.

"Yan Hu!" He shouted softly and said lightly.

"This guy is impatient." Ye Yu smiled and praised.

He didn't turn his eyes, stared at the field and shouted, "Well, this fat man is getting smoother and smoother!"

"Well, this man builds a foundation in the realm of heaven, right?" Ye Yu observed for a while, and the light flashed in his eyes and asked indifferently.

"Yes, that's right, this guy broke through the realm of foundation building a month ago." He grinned and replied softly.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, a young man next to him shouted and then said, "Brother, why did you come back?"

"Yes, I'm back." I turned around and replied.

"How have you been recently?" The young man smiled at the corners of his mouth, laughed with the keys, and his eyes were flattering.

The key operation seemed to be very enjoyed. He nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, patted the teenager on the shoulder, and smiled, as if he were a boss.

Ye Yu smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth and immediately understood that Mo Xuantong was the second elder of the Thousand Fantasy Sect. His status should not be low, and the relationship between the key and Mo Xuantong was quite close. Of course, he would be respected by these disciples.

The laughing voice of the two came, and several disciples around them heard it one after another. They all came over lively, talked and laughed with the key, and took out a smiling face, as if the relationship was very good.

After waiting for a while, those disciples gradually dispersed. Only the teenager just now said something beside the key. The key was slightly impatient, and there was a matchless answer.

"Brother, who is this?" The teenager turned his words, flattered his eyes, and asked the key.

"He? Don't worry about it." The key stared at the teenager and said impatiently.

The son ate the turtle and was not angry. He nodded to Ye Yu, curiously, and stared at the latter constantly, from the beginning of doubt to gradual surprise.

This guy is so strong. Does he always feel uncomfortable standing in front of him?

The teenager thought to himself and then flashed far away.

The two disciples in the field are all building a foundation and a realm of heaven. They are full of energy release, calm and powerful, tricky moves, and cumbersome martial arts. They are worthy of being a master!

Ye Yu made a comparison in his heart and shook his head with a wry smile. Of course, he felt that the teenager, realm and strength here were several times higher than the young genius of Tianshi City.

Ye Yu sighed that these guys, through the cultivation resources, martial arts skills and mental cultivation, are not comparable to Tianshi City at all.

"Patch me." The fat man named Yan Hu trembled the fat and stretched out his fat palm. A pure spiritual fluctuation spread out and patted the other teenager red...

The thin teenager opened his eyes and patted his hands on his body, and there was a crackling sound all over his body. The violent energy fluctuation immediately came from his body. His clothes were windless, his dark hair roared and danced, and his body suddenly expanded, from thin to round, amazing energy gushing out.

"Tan Dong, what did this guy do!" The corners of the key's mouth raised a smile and exclaimed.

"This is very strange." Looking at Tan Dong, who looked like a skin ball, Ye Yu's eyes flashed with surprise and shouted.

The teenagers around also shouted for the two people in the field. He shook his fists, waved the flag and waved the flag. What's more, he had begun to blush and fight with the people around him, divided into two camps.

The thin teenager, at this moment, is like an angry ball, bulging all over and crushing straight against Yan Hu.

Papa!

After some kind of martial arts transformation, his power soared in an instant, swung his thick and huge fists, and smashed Yan Hu fiercely.

Yan Hu's palms were bombarded with Tan Dong's palms. His figure burst back one meter, and the sweat appeared on his face. He gasped for breath. Immediately, the fat on his face shook, and his figure quickly ran towards Tan Dong, because he ran quickly and made a dull sound on the ground.

At the same time, Yan Hu's two fat hands suddenly patted together, and his left hand covered his right palm, as if dry wood encountered a fire. In the palm of his hand, there was a sound of energy explosion. His huge body stepped on the ground and made a sound.

......

The dull sound disappeared, and Yan Hu's figure roared at Tan Dong. His arms were raised high, and the energy wrapped around his fists lingered against Tan Dong.

Boom!

With two loud noises, Yan Hu's body was directly swung out by Tan Dong and flew away. The latter was also uncomfortable. His body slid a few meters away and stopped, and his momentum was relatively weakened. His fat and thin body returned to its original state in an instant.

Yan Hu got up from the ground, his yellow clothes were broken in a few places, and stood up softly. He looked in the direction of Tan Dong and roared, "Tan Dong, you are gloomy."

"Brother Yan Hu, I'm flattered." Tan Dong shouted softly, and his whole body was also low, and whispered.

"Yo?" Yan Hu shook his head and suddenly seemed to find something. He suddenly looked like a person in the crowd and smiled, "Fuck the key, you boy, are you back?"

"..." The key has a gloomy face, and the corners of his mouth are raised, and he doesn't pay attention to him at all.

Tan Dong also took the opportunity to look over and didn't say anything. He stood still, looking at the keystroke and smiling at the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, why are you so indifferent?" Yan Hu raised his steps, his fat eyes turned, and said with a smile.

"Hmm!" He took a look at Ye Yu, turned his eyes in a circle and hummed.

"Fuck the key, you damaged the elixir that I gathered for a year last month. I haven't settled with you yet, have I?" Yan Hu's eyes were cold and said.

"Don't talk about it. Uncle gave you the elixir." He raised his head without looking at Yan Hu and directly ignored it.

"Brother, I'm here to welcome you." Yan Hu's eyes were cold, but he thought about it. He secretly lifted his spiritual power and patted his palm against the shoulder of the key.

"Fat, what are you going to do?" The keyman's expression changed and he said indifferently.

"Welcome." Yan Hu's speed accelerated and his palm fell.

The lively disciples around suddenly changed their eyes slightly, looking at Yan Hu with a little bit of ridiculing.

"Be careful that I let my uncle treat you." The key directly lifted Mo Xuantong out, loudly put the volume of the two words of uncle too high, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yan Hu stopped his gesture and flashed a taboo in his eyes.

"Yan Hu, I'm afraid you dare not move." In the distance, Tan Dong smiled and said quietly, "What a coward."

"Hahahaha." Untimely laughter came from around.

"What did you say?" Yan Hu, who was stimulated, his eyes turned red, roared softly, and said firmly, "Why don't you dare?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Hu blushed and really clapped his palm, ready to give a big welcome to the key.

The key quickly flashed over his body, retreated behind Ye Yu, and suddenly roared, "Ye Yu, help me teach him a lesson."

"Ky, get out of the way." Looking at Ye Yu in front of him, Yan Hu's face remained unchanged and his palm fell.

"Hmm?" Ye Yu did not dodge. He shook his head and raised his hand casually. He waved out with such an ordinary punch.

Bum!

Yan Hu's body suddenly stopped, and his intuition was in great pain in his right palm, and the pain of soreness came, and the pain doubled.

"Who are you?" Yan Hu covered his right hand with his left, and the corners of his mouth twitched and hissed.

"Fat, he is your grandfather." The laughter of the key came from the side of Ye Yu.

The teenagers around opened their eyes one after another and looked at Ye Yu for a moment. Doubt gushed in his heart. Looking at Ye Yu, he secretly guessed the identity of the teenager.

Just now, Yan Hu's punch was thick and heavy. They all knew that the former poured his spiritual power into it, but it was still scattered by Ye Yu's punch. What kind of strength is this boy?

Suddenly, the teenagers spoke loudly, communicated secretly, did not dare to go forward, whispered, and whispered all over the martial arts arena.

"You are fucking looking for death." Yan Hu is in charge of so much, and he has always been highly respected. At this moment, his face is red, ugly, roaring, and punching Ye Yu.

Papa!

Two crisp sounds came, and everyone only saw a figure retreating rapidly, and finally squatted on the ground, making a rattling sound.

"Guru..."

The sound of swallowing water sounded, and the teenagers around him looked at Yan Hu with a joking look. His face became extremely wonderful and was shocked by Ye Yu.

The beautiful face, deep pupils, shining with a shiny luster, a long hair shawl passed by, dressed in black, but his eyes looked at Yan Hu coldly, which was particularly penetrating.

"Who is it?"

At this moment, a roar suddenly flashed from a distance, and then suddenly heard the conversation of the teenagers around them, and their eyes became obscure. They took the cold breath and took the initiative to dodge and give way.

Wearing a white gown, carved with brown patterns, slowly coming from a distance. The straight nose, thick black sword eyebrows, a pair of dark eyes, stared at Ye Yu, and a bright light gradually rose in his eyes, and the energy began to shoot. He walked over with broken steps, with an extraordinary momentum!

"He got out of the customs?" The key was immediately surprised and said depressingly.

"Who is he?" Ye Yu turned his head and asked doubtfully.

"Wang Kui." He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Yu, with a little different meaning in his eyes.