Zhao Feng and Xiao Po looked at Ye Chen solemnly, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"You brat, we underestimated you before, but now you won't be so lucky."
A cold look flashed in Xiao Po's eyes, and he whispered: "Do it, otherwise things will change if you wait too long."
The three of them looked at each other, then moved towards Ye Chen.
"The majority bullies the minority? Doesn't true aunty exist?"
There was a trace of evil spirit on Phantom's face, and she stopped Zhao Feng with a squeak.
A solemn look flashed across Yun Xiao's face, he stepped forward and collided with Zhou Ren, the master of Seven Injury Fist.
The destructive power caused by the six masters was extremely powerful. Sand and rocks flew in the yard, the sky collapsed, and the walls not far away collapsed. Many Lu family disciples retreated far away.
Xiao Po waved the steel rod in his hand and hit Ye Chen in the head.
Ye Chen frowned and stood there without moving. He raised his white jade palm and slapped Xiao Po's iron rod. The sound of metal collision resounded in the yard.
"You have such a strong body. Did you start practicing it from your mother's womb?"
Xiao Po's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of horror.
In terms of strength, Xiao Po is slightly inferior to the Wolf King. Facing Ye Chen, a monster genius, it becomes more and more difficult to fight against him.
"Zhao Feng, Zhou Ren, you two, stop playing around and come and help me. I can't handle this kid alone."
Xiao Po had a look of aggrieved face and shouted at Zhao Feng and Zhou Ren.
"I also want to go there, but this woman is a bit troublesome and full of poison."
Zhao Feng had an abnormal light purple color on his palms, and looked at Phantom with a slightly fearful expression.
Although the Phantom is not as strong as him, Zhao Feng still allowed Phantom to succeed with this tricky poisoning method due to Zhao Feng's negligence.
The poison prepared by Phantom himself is very powerful. Even an innate master like Zhao Feng needs to forcibly suppress the poison in his body with his true energy, otherwise the poisonous gas will attack his heart and he will die.
His cultivation was half suppressed by the poison, and he could not break through the Phantom's blockage in a short period of time.
"You're holding on for a while."
Zhou Ren said with a gloomy face. A pair of iron fists suppressed Yunxiao's defeat. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yunxiao's defeat would be a matter of time.
But the more urgent it is, the easier it is to make mistakes. Although Yunxiao is slightly weaker, he is still in the innate realm and is especially good at defensive methods. For a while, Zhou Ren was unable to quickly resolve the battle.
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, knowing that he could not drag it out any longer. Dark divine power was flowing in his body, and a terrifying aura was emanating from his body.
Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly, and the several-meter-long iron rod spurted out an inch-long force, and with one move he hit the yellow dragon and attacked Ye Chen.
Ye Chen roared loudly, the sound resounding thousands of miles away, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, his fighting spirit was overwhelming, and he punched Zhao Feng's iron rod.
There was a crisp sound of metal breaking, and the iron rod in Zhao Feng's hand broke directly from the middle when the two forces collided.
Zhao Feng groaned and took a step back involuntarily.
"Shaking Heaven Fist."
Ye Chen shouted low, his blood was overwhelming, and he slowly punched Zhao Feng with his right fist. The dark divine power in his body formed a black fist mark in the sky, carrying a monstrous momentum and heading towards Zhao Feng to suppress it.
"What kind of skill is this?"
Zhao Feng's expression changed, and he quickly retreated backwards, but he couldn't dodge in time. He gritted his teeth, shouted low, and shot the black fist mark with all the energy in his body.
The Sky-Shaking Fist is an innate-level martial skill recorded in the Immortal Mysterious Kung Fu. With Ye Chen's current strength, he can fully unleash the power of the Sky-shaking Fist.
The black fist force broke through Zhao Feng's true energy and directly bombarded Zhao Feng's body. With a dull roar, the fist force penetrated directly through his body. The flesh and blood exploded, and the flesh and blood were mixed with blood.
Courtyard.
After dealing with Zhao Feng, Ye Chen looked at Zhou Ren. At this time, Yun Xiao's situation had become precarious.
Ye Chen frowned, raised his toes, held the broken iron rod on the ground in his hand, and threw it towards Zhou Ren.
With Ye Chen's current physical body, his strength weighs several tons. The speed of this iron rod is comparable to the speed of sound. It roars in the air and in the air. Long sparks shoot out from the rod, like a small meteor, flying towards Zhou Ren.
Shoot away.
Facing Ye Chen's stick, Zhou Ren's expression changed drastically. In the crisis, he quickly retreated. The stick with sparks passed in front of Zhou Ren and smashed a wall not far away.
A large pit several meters deep appeared not far away.
Zhou Ren breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he came back to his senses, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of him.
"Seven Injury Fist."
Zhou Ren shouted low, his face suddenly turned pale, the blood in his body boiled violently, and he punched Ye Chen.
"The mantis is like a chariot, and he does not overestimate his own capabilities."
The corner of Ye Chen's mouth raised a slight arc, and the blood in his body steamed violently. He also punched out. This punch was so powerful that it was like mountains and rivers reaching the top, and the world was changed.
In an extremely mysterious arc, the attack struck Zhou Ren first.
With a roar, Zhou Ren spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew directly backwards, paralyzing on the ground with weak breath.
The expression on Zhao Feng's face suddenly changed, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
In less than half an hour, he was the only one left among the four innate masters. Three famous innate masters were killed by Ye Chen.
He alone can't even deal with the Phantom, so how can he fight against Ye Chen?
"Run away, run away quickly."
Zhao Feng's face was full of horror. After knocking away the phantom with one punch, he moved and fled out of the yard.
"I want to leave now. I asked my aunt if I did."
A murderous aura flashed through Phantom's eyes, and her fingers moved slightly. There were several dark poisonous needles mixed in between the white and tender fingers. Her body danced slightly, and the several poisonous needles turned into a wisp of black light, and suddenly shot towards Zhao Feng's back.
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Zhao Feng waved his sleeves, trying to activate the true energy in his body, but the toxins hidden in his body exploded instantly, and the true energy in his body became chaotic. His body froze, and several poisonous needles were shot at him.
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The black-purple toxin spread rapidly in Zhao Feng's body, directly corroding his nervous system. Dark streaks appeared on the surface of his skin, and a strong sense of pain spread from his body.
Zhao Feng screamed and collapsed weakly on the ground, his body twitching uncontrollably.
"I miss you so much that I wish you a happy life."
Ye Chen raised his hand slightly, with his fingers like swords, a sword flashed in the air and hit Zhao Feng's heart.
Zhao Feng groaned and his body lost its vitality.
"Mr. Lu, I'm afraid this result will disappoint you."
Ye Chen turned his head, looked at the pale Lu Yuan, and said lightly.
As Ye Chen's eyes swept across, everyone in the Lu family present subconsciously took a step back, their eyes full of panic.
At this moment, a very familiar aura appeared around him, and Ye Chen had a solemn look on his face and said lightly.
"Deadwood, now that we're here, why bother hiding? It's possible that the people in Longhu Mountain are all hiding their heads and tail."
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, a breeze blew through the yard, and the figure of a dead tree suddenly appeared in the yard, looking at Ye Chen indifferently.