Dong Zhongzhi shouted indifferently at the two young men watching next to him: "Ah Yong, Ah Cheng, quickly carry the third uncle and Dong Ping and go to the second grandfather for treatment." ”

The two young men hurriedly pulled up the injured third uncle and Dong Ping from the Audi car and walked quickly to the backyard.

Ye Feng looked at Brother Dong Zhongzhi contemptuously: "Your family, there are so many people, a big family, and a second grandfather, is there a third grandfather?"

The Dong Zhongzhi brothers looked at Ye Feng as if they were on the verge of a great enemy, and did not answer him, I don't know why, they always felt that they were facing a male lion, which made people inexplicably nervous, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from their foreheads.

There is really a third grandfather, and the third grandfather is not someone else, but Dong Yu's own grandfather, Dong Zhongzhi's father.

They heard Dong Yu say that Ye Feng just kicked his legs off, and they didn't believe Dong Yu's words, thinking that they were hallucinations after Dong Yu was injured.

How much strength does it take for that leg to kick the calf bone, which is the hardest bone in a human body, and they are confident that they can't do it.

Third Uncle Dong Zhongbiao plucked up his courage, took a big step forward, and glared at Ye Feng with disdain: "Big brother, I'll play with him first, and you will press the formation for me." ”

Dong Zhongzhi said without confidence: "Ah Biao, this kid is deeply hidden, you have to be careful, maybe, he really killed the grandfather." ”

Dong Zhongbiao said with a nonchalant face: "That saves trouble, and counts the new and old hatreds together, just so that I can avenge my grandfather." ”

Ye Feng smiled: "In these years, everyone wants to seek revenge against me, and you are confident that your cultivation is better than your grandfather?"

"You'll know how well I've cultivated, you'll know if you've tried it. ”

The second uncle Dong Zhongbiao took out a folding spear with the length of an arm from behind his waist, unfolded it at both ends, and turned it into a spear more than one person high.

The spear is made of stainless steel, and the body of the spear is carved with a precise spiral, which can not only enhance the grasp, but also a kind of attack formation, from which a trace of aura is revealed.

The tip of the spear was even more peculiar, not straight, but curved like a snake, painted blood-red, sharp and weird, and looked like the red letter of a poisonous snake.

This snake-tipped spear is actually a quasi-spiritual weapon.

It's a pity that this kind of quasi-spiritual weapon-level weapon, in the hands of Dong Zhongbiao, an ancient martial artist in the early stage realm of the heavenly level, can't exert its power at all, and it's really not worth it for this snake-tipped spear.

The Dong family is worthy of being an ancient martial arts family, and there are many talents in the family, and they are also ancient martial artists in the heaven-level realm of the Chinese generation, but the feeling for Ye Feng is completely different.

A shot was like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, and the tip of the spear emitted a red light, like more than a dozen streamer phantoms, shooting towards Ye Feng.

A good weapon is very important to ancient warriors.

This snake-tipped spear increased Dong Zhongbid's combat effectiveness by at least 50 percent, and it set off a lot of confusing gun shadows, so that the opponent could not judge the trend of the gun at all, and when it was discovered, the sharp tip of the spear was already like a long letter of a poisonous snake, and when it came to the front, it was too late to dodge.

The snake spear is weird and mysterious, Dong Zhongbiao is even more confident, he wants to save the reputation of the Dong family and avenge his brother and nephew, his idea is good, but one thing descends to one thing, any illusory thing, in front of Ye Feng's fateful eyes, it is nothing but nothing, and it can't work at all.

Ye Feng's divine light swept away, and he saw that Dong Zhongbiao's spear was coming towards his lower abdomen, and he showed a sneer: "Not bad, it's a bit imposing." ”

Suddenly flew up a leg, as fast as a meteor, and kicked the barrel of the gun made of stainless steel, and the huge potential surged towards Dong Zhongbiao like a wave, so shocked that he almost threw the spear in his hand.

He was secretly frightened, Ye Feng's eyes were simply fiery eyes, blooming a little bit of light in the dark night, and it was too good to see.

Three Tianluo punches were punched in a row, and the sky was full of fist shadows, as if a barrier like thousands of threads had been cast, tightly wrapped around the spear in Dong Zhongbiao's hand.

Dong Zhongbiao felt that the spear was burdened with a thousand gold, and he could hardly bear such a huge pressure, let alone use exquisite gun moves.

Eager to get rid of Ye Feng's continuous fist strength, Dong Zhongbiao gritted his teeth, used the tail of the gun, and slammed the seven acupoints on his chest, I don't know if it was pain, or the blood surged, one of his faces actually turned the color of pig liver.

Ye Feng smiled: "If you can't beat me, you can beat yourself?" Don't be so anxious." ”

Suddenly, the power of the snake spear in Dong Zhongbiao's hand increased several times, and he pulled out of Ye Feng Tianluo's fist shadow, shook the tip of the spear, and let out a buzzing and trembling sound, like a dragon's groan.

Whoosh, a sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded in the night sky, a spirit snake came out of the hole, and the spear was really like a fierce long snake, with the strength of the angry sea, stabbing towards Ye Feng's chest.

Dong Zhongbiao's eyes were bloodshot, and there were stem-like blood marks on his forehead and neck, and Ye Feng gasped: "Blood Demon Skill?"

The first time Ye Feng encountered the Blood Demon Skill was at the top of Huashan Mountain, when he competed with the Chongxu Dao Chang of the Shangqing Gate, the Chongxu Dao Chang stimulated the blood veins of the whole body, making the bloodlines burst out several times the power in a short period of time, and finally because of the backlash of the Blood Demon Skill, the Chongxu Dao Chang became a madman.

Unexpectedly, Dong Zhongbiao would actually have such evil skills.

Dong Zhongbiao's Blood Demon Skill was obviously a few points weaker than that of Chongxu Dao Chang, but he also cultivated for a short time and raised it to the peak of the heaven level.

"I actually use evil skills, I hate the guy who uses evil skills the most, boy, you should also accompany your old master. ”

Ye Feng's fist technique changed, and a five-fold surge, the wind set off, rolled up the snowflakes in the sky, and the snowflakes and the wind formed a roaring dragon, rolling Dong Zhongbiao and his guns in it.

The bloodline divine power of the primeval god clan is integrated into the four strikes of the Thai Emperor, except for the ancient martial artists above the innate realm who can resist, the ancient martial artists at the peak of the heavenly level have almost no chance to resist under this divine power.

Moreover, five stacks of surges, layer by layer of strength surging like waves, one wave higher than the other, one wave more fierce than the other, in the blink of an eye, Dong Zhongbiao was submerged.

Today, the Dong family seems to have trouble with Lao Li's Audi, and Dong Zhongbiao also smashed heavily on the Audi car, and the whole person was sunken into the body, spitting blood, and using blood magic skills, the whole person was like a ghost.

What shocked Dong Zhongzhi the most was that the snake-tipped spear, which was pressed into the formation and could be called a quasi-spiritual weapon, was actually bent into an elliptical by Ye Feng's surge and deeply embedded in the body.

This kind of power was definitely not something that their heaven-level masters could resist.

A cold wind blew, Dong Zhongzhi felt cold and swishing on his back, it turned out that his back had already been soaked with cold sweat, even if he was wearing thick cotton clothes, when the cold wind blew, he still felt cold, and he felt cold from his bones.

The glass of the Audi had been shattered, not a single piece of it was good, the body was in tatters, the rivets were blown away, there were cracks everywhere, and it looked as if it had been run over by a hydraulic press.

(End of chapter)