Chapter Two Thousand and Ninety-Five: Unless Stepping on My Corpse

This moment.

Inside the square, there was a dead silence.

After a while.

The rings finally rang out one after another, as well as the incessant gasping of cold air.

Chen Beichi, the elder of the Blue Illusion Sect, had a faint look of horror on his face, and his eyes flashed with a little excitement.

If he can recruit Shen Feng into the Blue Illusion Sect, then he will definitely be able to get the contribution points of the sect, after all, helping the sect recruit geniuses is also a great credit.

Originally, when Shen Feng was entangled by the black python just now, and then Yang Zongyuan let the python explode.

Chen Beichi thought that everything was a foregone conclusion, and Shen Feng would definitely die in the hands of Yang Zongyuan.

To be honest, he also felt that Yang Zongyuan's combat power was very good.

But as a result, Yang Zongyuan's terrifying attack didn't even hurt Shen Feng's hair, which naturally caused waves in his heart.

After such a genius goes to the Second Heaven, he can indeed still shine with a certain amount of light.

Zhou Hengci, who was standing beside him, had a terrifying battle intent on his body, and it seemed that Shen Feng's ability had completely stimulated his deep interest.

Even Jiang Yiguang and Lin Yuanwen, who had lost to Shen Feng before, opened their mouths slightly when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Senior Brother Lin, this brother is good enough! I definitely want to make friends with him this time. Jiang Yiguang's voice was shocked.

Lin Yuanwen on the side nodded, agreeing with Jiang Yiguang's statement.

And Yi Qianhong, Sun Shenghong and others finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the worries in their hearts were completely superfluous.

However, at this moment, Yang Bingquan's face was extremely ugly, his dry palms were clenched tightly, and the killing intent in his eyes was surging, this guy named Shen Feng was so strong in combat power?

Yang Bingquan faintly regretted in his heart, he shouldn't have agreed to this life-and-death fight.

As for Yang Weicheng, who was in a wheelchair, he saw that Shen Feng was unscathed under the attack of his son.

His emotions were even more out of control, and he roared wildly: "Zong Yuan, burst out with your full strength, you must help me kill this bastard." ”

After Yang Zongyuan in the ring heard his father's roar, he finally came back to his senses, his eyes were surging with anger, the other party was just a guy from the seventh layer of the Tianxuan Realm, he didn't believe that he would lose in the hands of this mongrel.

"Ah~"

After roaring angrily in his throat, Yang Zongyuan's palms slapped out again and again!

The charm of the body is faintly emerging.

He is constantly using the five-grade battle technique to soar the snake and rush angrily!

One after another, the black giant pythons, with a terrifying speed, rushed towards Shen Feng's position.

Right now, under Yang Zongyuan's control, the black pythons did not entangle Shen Feng, but after completely approaching Shen Feng, they exploded.

"Boom, boom, boom!" explosions continued.

After casting several serpentine rage in a row, the Xuan Qi in Yang Zongyuan's body was seriously depleted, the breath in his nose became very disordered, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and even his face was faintly pale.

"Bastard, I don't believe you'll be able to survive unscathed this time!" Yang Zongyuan shouted angrily.

The half of the ring where Shen Feng was definitely collapsed now, and the thick dust was floating in the air, making it impossible for everyone to see the scene inside.

The faces of many monks under the ring changed drastically, and Yang Zongyuan was so crazy that even many monks in the middle of the heavens couldn't resist it.

As a lower heavenly position, Yang Zongyuan can do this, which is definitely enough to be proud of.

However, there was not a single sound from the scene, and everyone's eyes were focused on the dust.

Gradually.

When a figure loomed in the dust, many of the monks present suddenly held their breath.

After Shen Feng completely walked out of the thick dust, the sunlight shone on his body, except for the fact that there was still some dust on his clothes, his breath was very stable, and his face was unfazed.

"It seems that you really only have this ability!" Shen Feng shook his head slightly.

This scene fell into the eyes of many people, and they were shocked for a while, until now, Shen Feng was allowed to attack Yang Zongyuan.

However, Yang Zongyuan's attack didn't seem to have even a bit of power in front of Shen Feng.

However, everyone knew that this was an illusion, it was really Shen Feng's defense that was too strong, not that Yang Zongyuan's attack was too weak.

Shen Feng slowly took a step under his feet, and was walking towards Yang Zongyuan with a calm face.

After Yang Zongyuan saw this scene, his body stiffened a lot, and his steps couldn't help but retreat a little, this time he was really a little scared.

Shen Feng was like a giant mountain, giving him a feeling of invincibility.

"Little bastard, I am the first genius of the Yang family, if you dare to do it to me, then you will definitely not survive. After losing confidence in defeating Shen Feng, Yang Zongyuan said with a pale face.

Shen Feng laughed mockingly: "This is a life-and-death fight, don't you think your words are a little ridiculous?"

Jiang Yiguang, who was in the ring, also said: "This product is definitely squeezed by the door when he went out today, his Yang family is a fart! ”

Between Jiang Yiguang's words.

Shen Feng was only three meters away from Yang Zongyuan.

The next moment.

Shen Feng suddenly sped up, and Yang Zongyuan only felt a flower in front of him, and he didn't even have time to condense his defense, and his neck was already cold.

He felt his throat clenched by a tremendous force, and his neck bones felt like they were going to shatter at any moment.

I saw that Shen Feng's right hand clasped Yang Zongyuan's neck, and his whole body was suppressed by the momentum on Yang Zongyuan's body, so that he couldn't make any resistance at all.

"Boy, you stop me, I can give you the Yang family's divine water, but you have to spare Zongyuan's life. Yang Bingquan finally couldn't help it, and the terrifying momentum of the second layer of the Condensation Dao Realm erupted in his body.

Shen Feng said casually: "Old dog, this life-and-death fight should be agreed to by you, right?

"Even if I kill this waste, your Yang family will still give me the water of the gods. ”

"So your condition that I don't kill is really very unattractive. ”

Hearing this, Yang Bingquan shouted violently: "Bastard, I think you are looking for death!"

As he stepped out, the stone bricks on the ground around him burst one after another, and the rubble immediately hit the air, and the monks around him quickly retreated.

And Yang Weicheng, who was in a wheelchair, rolled off the wheelchair under such movement.

However, there was an unusually excitement in his eyes, he didn't even care about his son's life or death now, he just wanted to see Shen Feng killed by Yang Bingquan.

For him, who has now become a waste, everything is meaningless, and seeing Shen Feng's tragic death with his own eyes is his only pleasure now.

In Yang Bingquan's eyes, Yang Weicheng, who has become a waste, has no value, so at this time, while he burst out of momentum, he didn't care about Yang Weicheng in the wheelchair next to him at all.

Seeing this, Yi Qianhong's figure immediately appeared in the ring, he stood in front of Shen Feng, looked at Yang Bingquan, and said, "With me here, no one can move any of his hair." ”

"Unless someone can step over my corpse!"