"Boy, let's see who is more powerful, your physical strength, or my Thunder Prison Sword!"

The tall old man shouted.

A purple long knife appeared in his hand, sparkling with dazzling thunder and crackling.

The purple long knife slashed towards Ye Yunfei.

Boom...

Immediately, streaks of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, all converging on the purple sword.

The long sword drank thunder and transformed into a purple thunder dragon that was more than ten feet long. It exuded the aura of world destruction and pounced towards Ye Yunfei.

Ye Yunfei did not dodge or evade, but punched him alternately with his left and right fists.

Invisible fist marks, containing terrifying power, violently collided with the purple thunder dragon in the air.

Dong Dong...

The energy shock wave generated by the impact spread out mightily.

Neither side wins or loses.

After all, that tall old man was in the middle stage of the Ningzhen Realm, and his combat power was much stronger than that in the early stage of the Ningzhen Realm.

"die!"

At this time, the elegant man was holding a long and narrow sword, and a sword light like a nimble lightning silver snake came out quickly, crossing a hundred meters distance in an instant, and slashed in front of Ye Yunfei.

Amidst the violent pressure of spiritual power, there are two points of sword power.

"The thing I'm not afraid of the most is playing with swords!"

Ye Yunfei laughed and punched in the air. Although it was a boxing technique, it contained the subtlety of swordsmanship. A blood-red fist mark was printed on the sword light.

Boom!

Ye Yunfei's punch was so wonderful that it struck the weakest point of the bright sword with the antelope hanging its horns.

immediately.

That sword light exploded into pieces with a pop, like a poisonous snake that had been hit seven inches.

"How can it be!"

The elegant man took a dozen steps back, his face full of disbelief.

that's all.

The dozen or so Ningzhen Realm masters used their ultimate killing moves one by one to attack Ye Yunfei.

Ye Yunfei only relied on his fists to face the enemy, becoming more and more courageous as he fought without any sign of defeat.

On the contrary, those masters who were in the early stages of the Condensation Realm were forced to retreat every time they fought Ye Yunfei head-on, in great embarrassment.

Only those two masters in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm could barely compete with Ye Yunfei head-on.

Ye Yunfei used a pair of ten, pressing forward step by step, and his fist marks collapsed.

The ten Ningzhen Realm masters all took a breath and felt unbelievable.

Originally, they thought that as long as they sealed the space in this valley so that Ye Yunfei could not use his weird movement skills to escape into the space, they could do whatever they wanted with Ye Yunfei.

Unexpectedly, the combat power Ye Yunfei displayed now made them completely dumbfounded.

Ten Ningzhen Realm masters joined forces to besiege, but they couldn't do anything to a junior boy!

"Don't be discouraged. Just by looking at him, you can tell that he must have used some kind of evil technique to temporarily stimulate his potential.

This type of exercise has a time limit.

When the time is up, he will automatically return to his original form!

Let's work together to hold him back!"

The tall old man shouted loudly.

"good!"

The tall old man's words refreshed everyone's spirits.

Rumble...

Ten Ningzhen Realm masters, one by one, cheered up and rushed forward again, besieging Ye Yunfei.

"Try my seven-step soul-chasing body!"

An old man in green clothes shouted loudly, his figure swayed, and he took seven steps in a row. At each step, a phantom appeared, for a total of seven phantoms.

What's even better is that each phantom uses a different martial arts to attack Ye Yunfei, with fists, palms, fingers, swords, and knives...

"It's flashy, this kind of martial arts is actually rubbish!"

Ye Yunfei roared loudly, moved his steps, and rushed forward like lightning.

"Toru the God of Death!"

Ye Yunfei drank lightly.

Both fists were like lightning, blasting out alternately.

Between the arms, terrifying power surged, but after the fist was punched, there was no sound.

"Hu Miao, cast an illusion!"

Ye Yunfei sent a message to Hu Miao.

Immediately, a wave of demonic energy spurted out, flooding the space where the old man in blue shirt was.

at the same time.

Ye Yunfei directly used a thought to create a demon.

Roar……

The green-shirted old man suddenly discovered that a ferocious-looking demon appeared in his own soul sea, roaring and rushing towards his soul body.

Under the dual effects of the illusion and the thought of creating a demon, the old man in green clothes instantly lost consciousness and stopped moving.

Ye Yunfei punched seven times in a row, colliding with the seven phantoms of the old man in blue.

After seven punches, the old man in green shirt finally came back to his senses.

"Boy, what did you just do to me!"

The old man in green shirt was surprised and shouted sharply.

However, he checked his body and found that nothing seemed to be wrong, and the demon in the soul sea was gone, so he felt relieved.

At this time, Ye Yunfei was looking at him with a teasing smile.

"Boy, why are you laughing?

Today, you are dead!"

The old man in green shirt cursed angrily.

next moment.

Boom boom...

Loud noises came out from his body, seven in a row.

Puff puff...

Every time a loud noise was heard, the old man in blue shirt spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with broken internal organs.

ah!

Finally, the old man in green shirt screamed, and his body was knocked out, falling to the ground in the distance, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This old man in green shirt was in the early stage of the Ning Zhen Realm. He was hit by Ye Yunfei's Seven Fist Killing God Penetration, and the internal organs in his body were severely damaged.

How can it be?!

The other nine Ningzhen Realm masters all had shocked faces.

"Haha..., keep going, let's see how long you can hold me off!"

Ye Yunfei stood in the air, his clothes dancing wildly, and laughing loudly.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"This little guy is qualified to be selected into the Guardian Academy."

Above the valley, in a sea of ​​clouds, two voices sounded.

"We will watch first. If his life is in danger, we will come to rescue him at the critical moment."

A voice said.

"good."

Another voice said.
To be continued...