“So fast”

"Old Mr. Hong is 120 years old, and his speed is so fast, and his steps are unpredictable, Ye Feng is in danger."

"Ye Feng wanted to use his pupil technique to interfere with Mr. Hong, but he didn't know that Mr. Hong's heart was already as solid as a rock. How could he be affected by his pupil force Ye Feng's negligence for a moment may cause fatal consequences."

In just a moment, Hong Zijing came to Ye Feng and rushed towards Ye Feng with a solemn and fierce wind.

Ye Feng reacted a little late.

A bang

Ye Feng took a few steps back, and the wounds on his body exploded layer by layer, blood dripping down, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

"Young Master Ye, how about my dead body?" Hong Zijing's three flower pupils locked Ye Feng, his voice was cold, and his body moved again, leaving behind shadows on the spot, like the strong wind whistling by, rushing towards Ye Feng again.

"Not how"

Ye Feng's face had not changed, and he completely opened up his body's strength. Widths of blood appeared on his skin, and the blood in his pupils became even more intense.

"Finished you"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, and the Phantom's footwork was exerted to the extreme, breaking through the constraints of space, and stabbing Hong Zijing like a spear.

boom

Ye Feng and Hong Zijing collided, and sparks flashed.

The two of them took a step back.

Hong Zijing's breathing gradually became rapid. He thought that his body that had been polished for hundreds of years and his strange body skills would be enough to defeat Ye Feng.

But obviously,

He still underestimated the emperor under the night of China.

"Young Master Ye, your body refining method is good. If you have been in more than ten years, your body may reach that level before your realm." Mr. Hong sighed, feeling a little sad. His hundreds of years of body tempering could only be comparable to Ye Feng.

If Ye Feng is allowed to temper his body for another one or two years, he will definitely not be Ye Feng's opponent.

For Hong Zijing, this was like a loud slap in the face, giving him a sense of humiliation.

It is also because of this that Hong Zijing is even more eager to get Tang Yanqi's bloodline.

As long as he has the bloodline of rebirth, he can break the shackles that have plagued him for decades, keep improving his muscles and bones, and his physical strength will be greatly increased.

Ye Feng ignored Hong Zijing and ran towards Hong Zijing again.

Bang bang bang

Their bodies were like two stars colliding, and the deafening roar sounded like the sky and the earth.

Everyone was frightened when they watched the showdown.

"Old Master Hong is indeed terrible, but Ye Feng is not inferior to him."

"Old Master Hong's physical strength is now at its peak, but Ye Feng still has room for improvement, so in general, Ye Feng is even more serious, and don't forget that Ye Feng is now injured."

"Looks out to be decided"

Another sonic boom exploded.

Ye Feng and Hong Zijing's figures were staggered, and both of them were covered with blood stains.

With this intensity of attack, both of them are under great pressure.

"Old Master Hong, you are old after all."

Ye Feng clenched his fists, and the blood in his body surged. The pale color on his face became even more intense. He forced the power of his body to a higher level, locked his eyes on Hong Zijing, and his body was like a moving huge mountain, shooting towards Hong Zijing.

"Um"

Hong Zijing's expression changed suddenly and moved backwards quickly, but it was still half slower, and Ye Feng's figure arrived in an instant.

"Damn it" Hong Zijing clasped his hands together and condensed a layer of light curtain in front of him.

Bang

Hong Zijing was trembling all over, the light curtain shattered, and Ye Feng punched him like a falling meteorite hit Hong Zijing's body.

Just a click sound,

Hong Zijing had three ribs broken and his body staggered.

It was in the midst of this flash that Ye Feng fought against Hong Zijing again.

"Person"

Hong Zijing was furious and never expected that he would find an opportunity to counterattack just by making a mistake.

Suddenly, Hong Zijing felt a threat of death from the depths of his soul.

Ye Feng's battle was extremely terrifying. If he was not good, he might be seriously injured and dying.

at this time,

Hong Zijing could only defend passively, and there was no counterattack node under the Sanhua Pupil.

Ye Feng had no mistakes in the battle.

This feeling of being crushed and beaten made Hong Zijing extremely uncomfortable.

and,

After all, he is old, and the qi and blood in his body cannot support him in high-intensity battles.

If he continues to fight like this, there is a high possibility that he will lose this battle

Immediately,

Hong Zijing's wrinkles were twisted together, and his whole body was like an old evil spirit, with a body full of evil spirits soaring into the sky, and his hands formed seals, forcibly increasing his combat power to a higher level with his secret technique. A pair of pupils was burning with crazy anger, and his body rushed towards Ye Feng, wanting to completely distinguish between Ye Feng.

He doesn't believe it,

With his more than 100 years of martial arts cultivation, he will not win a young boy.

“Good come”

Ye Feng's blood also surged up again, and the fighting spirit in his pupils was stronger than ever.

This Hong Sect Master is the most powerful opponent he has ever met in recent years, and to some extent, it is even more terrifying than the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan.

The stronger the opponent,

Ye Feng is more excited

Only by constantly fighting with the strong can you improve your strength as quickly as possible and constantly break your shackles.

In a blink of an eye,

Two figures kept flashing, and killer moves were frequently used.

Both Ye Feng and Hong Zijing, the leader of the Hong Sect, have already fired.

Their fighting is sometimes a battle of will.

Sneak

Two lines of blood cut through the sky.

Ye Feng and Hong Zijing were each injured.

Ye Feng's black clothes had already been stained with blood, but at this moment, Ye Feng didn't care about his injuries at all. He devoted himself to this battle. The pain on his body further stimulated Ye Feng's high fighting spirit.

"continue"

Ye Feng looked at Hong Zijing again, and opened and closed his arms, hurting the enemy a thousand times and hurting himself eight hundred times. He was extremely violent, and one punch was more fierce than the other.

Under Ye Feng's punch, Hong Zijing was more conservative after all and did not dare to have such a terrifying life-and-death battle with Ye Feng.

Soon, Hong Zijing's momentum was suppressed by Ye Feng, and there were more fist marks on his body.

This aggrieved feeling made Hong Zijing look crazy, his eyes were full of scarlet color, his face was rushing, his blood vessels protruded, and he rushed towards Ye Feng like crazy, condensing all his strength on a punch, smashing Ye Feng's sky spirit cover from mid-air, trying to kill Ye Feng with one blow

"Tenfold Heavenly King Fist"

Ye Feng's pupils suddenly dilated, instead of retreating, his arm doubled, and the purple-red aura began to rage violently, and he punched Hong Zijing's fist.

Bang

Fist collision

The ground was cracked, and the terrifying aura continued to spread out.
Chapter completed!