Qiwuhai and the others couldn't help but be moved, after all, they knew the origin and strength of Mr. Yin San, this person came from the mysterious Xuanyin Sect of the Ancient Martial Realm, and he was the peak Venerable of the Open Pulse Dual Realm.

Especially his pair of ghost hands, unpredictable, without a trace!

But now, in front of the kid surnamed Tang, this ghost hand is like a chicken claw, even if it has great power, it can't be displayed.

Fortunately, Mr. Yin San's reaction was not too slow, otherwise his left shoulder would have been unloaded by Tang Feng Qi Gen.

With blood on his shoulder, Mr. Yin San moved slightly, and he was finally relieved to find that the injury was not deep, but his pale face was even more resentful.

"The deity would never have imagined that you have such attainments at such a young age, even if you are in the ancient martial arts world, among your peers, I am afraid that people who can surpass you will not have the number of palms. ”

The so-called number of double palms, that is, no more than ten, the ancient martial arts world is hidden in the famous mountains and rivers, and it will never show up easily in most cases.

But everyone also knows that there is no shortage of families in the ancient martial arts world, and there are also many famous factions, and there are also countless Tianjiao figures in them.

These Tianjiao originally had very good potential talents, and with the abundant cultivation resources and exercises of the day after tomorrow, his attainments in martial arts were already very deep at a young age.

In particular, the Yijin Sutra of Shaomu Mountain, it is rumored that this martial art itself has the effect of washing the essence and cutting the marrow, and once it is practiced, it can step into the realm of the Venerable of the Open Pulse within a period of time.

Not to mention that there are star-absorbing Dafa and Northern Shengong under the sky, etc., these martial arts techniques that are almost beyond the heavenly level, as long as they continue to absorb the strength of others, the dantian strength can be extremely powerful in a short period of time.

What's more, there is also the transfer of divine skills, these famous factions and martial arts families, once there are old people who know that their time is short, they will choose their subordinates to inherit their life's skills.

I have to say that with Tang Feng's current strength, being able to squeeze into the top ten heavenly arrogances in the ancient martial arts world is definitely something to be proud of.

But at this moment, Tang Feng's face still did not change, he was not a child of a family cultivated in the greenhouse, as long as others praised him lightly, he would not be able to find the south, south, west, and north.

After more than ten years of baptism of blood and water, he has already cultivated a steel-like character and a mountain-like calmness!

Tang Feng's movements in his hand didn't even hesitate, and he immediately deceived himself, just as the so-called truth of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, he knows better than anyone else.

The golden light of the dazzling dragon claw hand suddenly flashed in midair, leaving three afterimages, and the next moment it had reached the opponent's chest.

Mr. Yinsan's face changed again, and at this time, he didn't dare to use his ghost hands to meet the resistance.

Although his ghost hands are equally domineering and unpredictable, he has almost exhausted his moves in the confrontation with the opponent just now.

In addition, he also knew that the kid in front of him was not only terrifying in strength, but also powerful, and even his talent was far from being comparable to that of the same person.

What's even worse is that the golden light emitted by the opponent's dragon claw hand just restrained his ghost hand to death, and he could have exerted ten percent of his strength.

But in front of this pair of mutant dragon claw hands, they can only play seventy percent!

In desperation, Mr. Yin San had no choice but to retreat again and again, and soon reached the edge of the deck.

He subconsciously looked down, and below was the vast sea, and the sea was turbulent.

Originally, the master made a move, and the most taboo thing was distraction, and at the moment when he was distracted, Tang Feng's dragon claw, out of thin air, pierced his chest.

At the same time, Tang Feng pinched his fist on the left side and punched his lower abdomen.

Mr. Yinsan's people immediately flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and they were about to fall into the sea.

However, this Yin San Mr. deserves to be the Venerable of the Dual Realm of Open Pulse, even if he is at an absolute disadvantage, he has no intention of panicking at all.

His reaction was still not flustered, and he twisted his body in the upside-down flight, stepped on the edge of the deck, and the whole person took off into the air again.

Then he pulled his right hand to the canvas above, and with this pull, his man leaped three feet, and in a twist of his body, he was already standing at the top of the bow of the tall and majestic steamer that had sailed from the Seven Martial Seas.

Mr. Yinsan's feet were stepping on the rows of skulls below, and his pale and distorted face was even more hideous and terrifying in the darkness of the night.

Tang Feng didn't make another move, after all, the bow of the ship was too high, and there was only one slide bar that could go up, even if he could sweep it up.

But you can't borrow power out of thin air halfway, and if the above Mr. Yin San makes a move, the situation is too dangerous.

Presumably, this Mr. Yin San also saw this, and in a hurry, he chose to rush to the bow of the ship, so that he could conduct a short breath.

There were obviously three scratches on his chest, and blood was gushing out from it, but at this time, Yin San obviously didn't care, he exhaled a long breath and took a deep breath, calming the restless breath in his body.

Seeing this, the masters of the Seven Martial Seas and the others had a complicated look on their faces, and even at this time, the intention of running away had already appeared in their minds.

If it weren't for Mr. Yin San's next words, I'm afraid they would have been ready to flee a long time ago.

I saw Mr. Yin San gritting his teeth and said: "I can't imagine it, I really can't imagine that you, a kid, can force me to this one." ”

He said and took a breath, and without waiting for Tang Feng to answer, he immediately said, "But do you kid think that with this ability alone, you can compete with the deity?"

It was these words that made the big boss and the others endure and did not choose to run away immediately, after all, they also wanted to see what other means this master who came out of the Xuanyin Sect of the Ancient Martial Arts Realm had.

Of course, they would like to see this surnamed Tang die at the hands of Mr. Yin San!

Tang Feng sneered, gasped slightly, and said, "If you still have the ability, you shouldn't hide on it like a lost dog and dare not come down!"

After saying this, Mr. Yin San's feet immediately fluttered like a ghost, swept down from the high bow of the ship, and then stared at the deck with a loud sound.

"You are just a kid from the worldly world, and it is your honor to die under the clutches of the deity!"

Mr. Yin San laughed wildly, and suddenly made a splash of his right palm, and a trace of black mist immediately filled the palm of his hand.

The black mist was shrouded and gloomy, and even the big leaders and others who were far away felt a biting chill.

Suddenly, the big leader was shocked, as if he remembered something shocking, stared at Mr. Yin San's black palm, and blurted out: "This ...... Isn't this what is rumored in the rivers and lakes, Xuan Ming Divine Palm?"