There is a saying in the Chinese martial arts world: as soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Judging from Ha Ming's shot, the kung fu of this second god of death is really powerful, so powerful that I am afraid that even after Luo Tengfei uses the power of the werewolf bloodline, he may not be able to stabilize him.

As soon as Liu Feng dodged the flying smashing *, Ha Ming's steel whip was pumped over, and the pure steel whip at the tip of the whip made a sizzling sound in the air.

It is conceivable that if this whip hits a person's body, it will definitely break bones and tendons.

Liu Feng's body turned, his speed was extremely fast, he easily dodged the steel whip, and went around to Ha Ming's side.

But even so, Luo Tengfei and the Ghost King, who were watching the battle, were fiercely nervous, because the strong wind driven by the steel whip actually blew Liu Feng's hair slightly inward, and even the short bangs in front of his forehead fluttered backwards.

Wow!

At the same time, Ha Ming also turned around suddenly, and the steel whip in his hand arched a long arc of half a circle towards his body again, and the pure steel whip on the whip body rubbed a slight spark and whipped towards Liu Feng's neck.

"That's good, this sense of battle is already very powerful. Liu Feng's figure dived, and came to an oblique character's twist, his body was like a dragon out of the water, and while dodging the steel whip, he punched Ha Ming's chest.

Ha!

Ha Ming shouted, his body retreated as hard as he could, and the steel whip in his right hand suddenly dragged back, and the tip of the steel whip went down and back, and actually pulled towards the back of Liu Feng's head.

At this moment, a smug smile appeared on Ha Ming's face, and when he tried his best to retreat, Liu Feng's fist hit him, almost hitting the placket of his chest, and a terrifying energy shook his chest.

But after all, he dodged the killing move that was hit hard, and his way of dragging the steel whip was also a killing skill that he had practiced thousands of times before he practiced it thousands of times, and he didn't know how many masters who had crisscrossed the Western underground world, and died under his move, he was looking forward to it, and the dignified Lord Hades could also be beaten to death by him.

But after meditating a lot, Liu Feng stepped forward with his left foot, and straightened his body diagonally forward into a big lunge, and at the same time, his right hand that did not look back was fished back.

Bang!

The last whip of the steel whip was firmly grasped by him.

The sinister smile that had just risen on Ha Ming's face froze instantly.

After Liu Feng grabbed the steel whip, he suddenly pulled it back, and Ha Ming felt a strong force, even if his figure was stronger than Liu Feng, he was also dragged forward by the figure.

"No! how can a yellow man be more powerful than a white man?"

Ha Ming yelled, took a big stride, and broke free with all his hands.

The competition between the two made the one-meter-and-five-meter-long steel whip make a clattering metal cracking sound, and even the pulling rings of the whip knots rubbed sparks.

"Who says that the white race must be more powerful than the yellow race?"

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Chinese martial arts are the best in the world, after World War II, there has been a fault in Chinese martial arts for 20 years, but there are still unique features in the training of human potential development, and the yellow race that has undergone reasonable training is no worse than the naturally strong whites and blacks." ”

That's right, Liu Feng proved what he said with practical actions.

He was dragging the steel whip with one hand, but Ha Ming was now dragging the steel whip with both hands, and the two of them were now in a seemingly evenly matched state.

No, it's not evenly matched, Liu Feng seems very relaxed, but the muscles on Ha Ming's chest, arms, and legs are completely uplifted, and he is obviously doing his best.

"No, even if you are the king of Hades, even if I really can't beat you, I don't believe that I will not be able to compare to you in terms of strength, give it back to me!" Ha Ming seemed to be quite confident in his own strength, and it seemed that now he only needed to find some dignity for himself in terms of strength.

He tugged back with all his might, and the muscles in his legs were so powerful that they burst his trousers all at once.

At the same time, Liu Feng's right hand suddenly loosened.

Yes!

Ha Ming exclaimed in surprise, because he used too much force, and as a result, his body retreated four or five steps, and finally he fell to the ground with a wolf's butt.

What's even more infuriating is that the steel whip that he dragged back shook in a circle in the air, and finally a section of the whip was forced back into his pocket and slammed into his face.

Nima!

It was just that this moment, Ha Ming felt a flower in front of him, as if his cheekbones had been cracked, and at least two of his front teeth were shattered into slag and slipped out of his mouth.

"Damn! It's so amazing, Second Death, other people's weapons like steel whips are pumping others, why do you even smoke yourself?"

"Lao Luo, what do you know, you must first practice being beaten when you practice beating people, which shows that Mr. Husky has practiced his basic skills well, and he likes to smoke himself when he has nothing to do in actual combat, and he can also improve his ability to resist hits!"

Luo Tengfei and the Ghost King stood together, teasing just right, so angry that Ha Ming's eyes turned black for a while.

Liu Feng walked over to Ha Ming step by step, and said with a smile: "Ha Ming, you lost." I have to say that if I hadn't returned to Huaxia, if you had met me a few months ago, even if your strength couldn't win against me, it would make me feel very troublesome, but now you are a combat-powerless existence in front of me. ”

"Uh-huh...... No, I am the second god of death, I am the god of death, and the god of death should be the master of the western underworld, even if you are the king of Hades. ”

Ha Ming roared angrily and swung his steel whip at Liu Feng again.

But Liu Feng raised his hand, grabbed the opponent's steel whip again, and threw it back suddenly.

This time, Ha Ming really couldn't hold it, this one-meter-and-five-long steel whip was thrown behind him by Liu Feng, and flew out diagonally in a circle in mid-air.

Syllable!

Immediately after, the sound of a steel whip striking an object rang out.

"Wow!

"That, that Fifth Death, was so easily smashed in the head. ”

"Damn, this time the hatred has really grown. ”

Whether it was the onlookers of the security guards, Luo Tengfei and the Ghost King, or Yang Ding and Yang Shiwen, they were all stunned at this time, and some even shouted because they were too shocked.

Liu Feng also shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent face: "I didn't mean to, I accidentally killed a god of death!"

That's right, Brother Feng really didn't mean it, he just wanted to simply show off his strength, snatched Ha Ming's steel whip and threw it out.

But who would have thought that the fifth god of death, Mi Xiu, was standing in the position where the steel whip flew out, and because he was worried that Liu Feng would kill Ha Ming, he happened to be quietly approaching Liu Feng, so he was hit in the head by the steel whip that suddenly flew out.

A big head was smashed into three terrifying openings, and the Fifth Reaper instantly lost his breath, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.