Invisible energy swept over Ye Cheng, and Ye Cheng did not dare to push it too hard. The whole body's true energy immediately surged, forming a layer of air shield around the body. The hair flashed and there was no wind, and the golden bell opened directly, and the golden light was subtle.
It shines in it, adding a bit of extraordinary charm.
Ouyang Feng's standing posture is very strange. He is as stable as a mountain, but he seems to be able to drift to any position at the next moment.
This is the first time Ye Chengshang has faced off against a strong person of this level. He knows that this battle is inevitable, but the opponent's strength is no longer something he can contend with. One lang after another hits his own territory, like a snake.
, searching for the weak points of his protection everywhere. Although he could barely maintain a few breaths, the pressure he endured was extremely shocking.
What frightened Ye Cheng the most was not Ouyang Feng's astonishing aura, but the faint murderous aura he inadvertently revealed, lingering around him like a transparent sword. If he had not relaxed even a little bit, he might have faced him.
Ruthless obliteration.
Ouyang Feng stared at Ye Cheng with a smile on his face. He drew his right hand from behind, and a long black staff that fell to the side flew into his hand. His unique skill of shooting objects in the air with one hand was simply miraculous.
"Bang--"
The long black staff hit the ground. This seemingly random blow shocked Ye Cheng. The air shield surrounding him felt like it had been hit hard by a giant hammer, almost causing him to vomit blood.
Being bombarded by this muffled thunder, the already ever-changing air mask became even more precarious, as if it was about to collapse at the next moment. In desperation, Ye Cheng touched his cheek with his left hand, and a crystal-clear ghost face immediately adhered to his face, increasing by 30%.
The Qi gathering effect is extremely overbearing, and the Qi shield that was about to be broken became plump again. Look at how it can withstand Ouyang Feng's overwhelming energy.
"Young man, you are very good. Try some of my tricks!"
Ouyang Feng still looked smiling. Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared.
In panic, Ye Cheng had to flex his muscles quickly and search according to the aura. An extremely strong and cold air came from the right side. He had no time to react to the move and could only raise his hand in a hurry.
He raised his right arm to block it, and when he pushed it with all his strength, the ancient arm of the demon Buddha was like a ghost claw under the Nine Netherworld.
"bite--"
A crisp loud noise exploded next to Ye Cheng's ears, and a very strong force suddenly came from his right arm. He did not dare to resist, and flew out diagonally along with this force, constantly using his mental skills to dissolve the remaining
The terrifying internal force that invades the body.
By the time he landed on the ground, he didn't know when he had smashed a row of seats in the hall, and two fountains of blood gushed out from his mouth and nose. Fortunately, he had neutralized all the opponent's strength. It was this blow.
Even if Ye Cheng was injured, the only thing he could be sure of was that if he wasn't careful, he would really be killed by this terrifying guy in front of him.
Ye Cheng, who did not dare to relax at all, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "Thank you, Senior Ouyang, for your advice. I wonder if this junior can satisfy you?"
Ouyang Feng, who stopped at the door, looked troubled and nodded slightly: "You are a young man with the best foundation I have ever seen. As far as I know, there are not more than ten people in your generation who can match your strength!"
"Haha - I have to thank senior for the compliment. I also have a few tricks that I would like to ask senior for advice!"
Ye Cheng slowly dragged Ouyang Feng, and at the same time, the injuries in his body also recovered rapidly under the Arahant's mind. In a few breaths, he had fully recovered.
"Oh? You are quite interesting. I will help you, but if you have to be more careful, it will be bad if I accidentally kill you!"
Although Ye Cheng was severely injured by one move, it aroused his temper, and he vaguely felt that Ouyang Feng did not attack with all his strength, otherwise he might not even be a scumbag. Such a good opportunity, if he does not make good use of it,
Wow, I really feel ashamed of myself.
He quickly concentrated his energy and slowly entered the realm of emptiness. Ye Cheng could even clearly "see" the aura emanating from the powerful opponent in front of him. It turned out that with Ouyang Feng as the center, the surrounding area within three feet had become like a cage.
Invisible energy is constantly moving around, and as long as you make the slightest move, it will be exposed to your opponent's eyes.
In an instant, Ye Cheng seemed to understand that the unique ability of a strong person is aura, and now that he has a ready-made master in front of him for him to study, it is simply great luck.
Ouyang Feng seemed to sense Ye Cheng's abnormality, and frowned. In an instant, these invisible energies began to wander rapidly, so fast that Ye Cheng could not grasp the trajectory, and the strength of his own aura was completely exposed to the eyes of others.
If it goes on for a long time, the opponent will definitely figure out the rules of his own qi. When the time comes, not to mention that he can take advantage of it, and if he doesn't get killed instantly with one blow, it will be considered lucky.
In desperation, Ye Cheng immediately started to move. His movements were extremely slow. Even the flow of true energy in his body was less than half of what it was before. However, Ouyang Feng frowned. The little guy in front of him was just an ordinary first-class master, but he
It gave him the feeling of a top-notch master, because he used three points of his internal energy in the first blow, but unexpectedly it did not make him lose his combat effectiveness. At this moment, although he was full of flaws, Pianpian gave him a feeling that he had no way to start.
illusion.
What Ye Cheng was performing was his Box Pressing Kung Fu, which was naturally the Arahant Kung Fu. As his body moved, he discovered that the aura that had just wrapped around him like a thread was now far away from him, and he didn't feel like he was being seen through.
Putting down the heavy burden on his mind, Ye Cheng attacked Ouyang Feng unceremoniously. With strange moves and strange swings, he made this Arhat's kung fu mastery for the first time. Although it was impossible to fight against this strong man who had already broken through the level,
But he can barely hold on.
Ouyang Feng was also extremely shocked. He had already used six points of his power, but he still couldn't take down the kid in front of him. Although he had the upper hand, he still couldn't take down the opponent quickly, but he felt a little jealous in his heart. Even Ouyang Ke
None of them had this kind of skill, but the skill of his subordinates increased even more.
The more Ye Cheng fought, the more excited he became. Although he was at a disadvantage, he still used his strong recovery power to draw a tie with Ouyang Feng, who only used three points of his skills. Every time he made a move, he learned a lot about Arhat's skills.
A new understanding.
"Young man, you have had a good time, now it's my turn!"
Being tortured like this by Ye Cheng, Ouyang Feng felt a faint anger rising in his heart. He crossed his hands in front of him and struck out. Two pillars of air formed in his chest and swept towards Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng hurriedly retracted his move, with his right arm in front, and his left hand pressed on the demon Buddha's ancient arm, the true energy surged out wildly, and black energy flew out of his right arm, like a black dragon.
"Bang--"
Just when Ye Cheng resisted the punch, Ouyang Feng's arms in front of him suddenly became weak and boneless. He even bypassed his right arm and struck hard on his right rib.
The true energy that invaded the body drove straight in like a broken bamboo, heading straight for Ye Cheng's heart. If it was not stopped and resolved, he would be dead on the street in the next moment.
Enduring the pain of broken bones, Ye Cheng retreated violently. At the same time, his hands and fingers kept flashing, and he made movements that he didn't understand one by one according to what he wanted in his mind. His body seemed to be drunk, shaking erratically.
He got up and immediately peeled away the strong strands of zhenqi, finally successfully dispelling the force when it reached his heart.
Even so, Ye Cheng was still knocked several feet away. When he stabilized his body, a row of footprints were clearly printed on the flat stone floor.
Ouyang Feng didn't expect that his sudden move could not directly knock down the person in front of him. It was really beyond his expectation, but he was thinking about how to kill people, and he didn't give Ye Cheng a breath.
Taking the opportunity, the body moved upward as if it was due to the movement, and the arms were like soft whips, swinging at an incredible angle in front of the body, and the sound of breaking through the air showed the power contained in it.
Ye Cheng looked away at this moment. Being able to fight against a powerful person like this, he had already taken advantage of it. Fortunately, he let go of his hands and feet, and his true energy began to swim quickly. He forgot about life and death, and the terrifying strength of his opponent.
, and even forgot everything around him, all he could see were the arms shaped like long whips.
He stood up straight, an indomitable momentum burst out, and the black energy on his right arm filled the air. He simply used his right hand as a shield and slashed at Ouyang Feng's neck with the knife in his left hand, completely ignoring the pain that had already hit his chest.
Hand whip.
"Bang--"
Ouyang Feng finally changed his attack temporarily. If he followed the attack just now, he would be able to relieve Ye Cheng's combat power at this moment, and even kill him with one strike. However, the double-wounding situation that his opponent caused was comparable to that of a grandmaster.
He really can't be injured. If he kills an inferior junior and gets injured himself, if word spreads, his name as Western Poison will be disgraced.
Ye Cheng watched helplessly as the whip struck by lightning turned into a long snake and was whipped on his right arm. He rolled out again and did not stop until his back hit the pillar. He felt that his whole body was falling apart.
Pain.
Before Ouyang Feng could catch his breath, Ouyang Feng's attack came again, slashing his leg from top to bottom. If he was hit, Ye Cheng had no doubt that he might turn into a broken watermelon.
Suddenly, Ye Cheng realized that if he was holding on to the idea of procrastination and did not make three moves, he would definitely die.
The sound of his leg tearing was horrifying. Ye Cheng gritted his teeth. At this critical moment of life and death, relying on his superhuman intuition, he struck out with his right arm like lightning, hitting Ouyang Feng where his murderous aura was strongest.
The complexity is simplified, yet it has the aura of an overlord lifting a cauldron.
The raging energy collided with each other, and several chairs were instantly torn apart by the flying energy. Ye Cheng blocked Ouyang Feng's lightning-fast, traceless three-legged attack, which made him feel cold and almost exhausted.
Fu Zhu.
The two were separated in an instant.
Ye Cheng leaned on the pillar, panting heavily. He coughed twice and spit out two large mouthfuls of blood. His face was pale. This short time to breathe was extremely rare.
Ouyang Feng calmly put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I admire you very much. In this way, if you can take another move from me, I will recognize you!"
The extremely weak Ye Cheng nodded and said: "Senior Ouyang, is it because you are not sure about killing me that you don't dare to delay any longer and want to decide the outcome with one move?"
"Haha——" Ouyang Feng said with a proud smile: "This blow requires me to use seventy percent of my strength. If you can survive, I will treat you to a taste of the rarest wine of my White Camel Villa tonight!"
Ye Cheng took a deep breath, glanced at the matchmaker who had been avoiding him for a long time, showed a puzzling smile, and then turned to Ouyang Feng and said: "Start!"
