Before Jiang Feng came to Tu Mingyuan's side, Tu Mingyuan was shocked, and slapped his palm at Jiang Feng, and a wave of spiritual power suddenly came out of the air.

Seeing that this palm was fierce, Jiang Feng took a little step under his feet, and the wolf turned into a rush and unleashed it, and he was about to hide to the side.

After Tu Mingyuan saw it, the corners of his mouth showed a playful smile. His right palm, which had already reached out, shook violently in mid-air again, and Jiang Feng only felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation centered on his right palm, spreading out in all directions.

Because Jiang Feng used the wolf rush just now, he happened to be in the gap where he couldn't change his steps, and Tu Mingyuan grabbed this opportunity.

And the fluctuation in Tu Mingyuan's right palm that made him feel palpitations, Jiang Feng couldn't dodge it at this time, and hurriedly cast the "Beast Spirit Demon Codex", strengthening his muscles and bones to the extreme, ready to resist.

Rao was like this, under that powerful dynamic fluctuation, Jiang Feng was still swept straight away, and it wasn't until he crashed into a few tables and chairs that he barely stopped his figure.

A mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth, and his heart palpitated: Could it be that this is the cultivation of the psychic realm?

Seeing that Jiang Feng hadn't gotten up from the ground for a long time, everyone had already raised their hearts to their throats. Wan Lao Monster's face was flushed, if it wasn't for the ban on spiritual power, I'm afraid he would have rushed out a long time ago.

The people of the other families in Yunzhou County all held their breath:

Could it be that this son was killed by Tu Mingyuan just after taking a look? If this is the case, then it is definitely not impossible, after all, this son is only a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm, and Tu Mingyuan is already a cultivator in the Psychic Realm.

Just when everyone was still worried about Jiang Feng, suddenly a white light flashed through the air and shot towards Tu Mingyuan.

"Carving insect skills, dare to come and offer ugliness?"

Looking at the fierce white mang in mid-air, Tu Mingyuan did not retreat, and punched out, and the white mang that hit dissipated instantly.

At this time, Jiang Feng slowly stood up from the ground in the surprised eyes of everyone. wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile:

"Master Butcher, how does my bone killing feel!"

After everyone heard this, they thought of the white light on his fingertips when he killed Tu Hai just now, and they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, and said secretly:

With such a powerful spiritual skill, Jiang Feng was able to shoot it out? You know, the more powerful the spiritual power, the more difficult it is to condense it, if it is sacrificed, not only does it require a strong body and muscles and bones, but it also needs its own powerful origin spiritual power to support it, I didn't expect Jiang Feng to be able to shoot out?

Tu Mingyuan's face was gloomy, and he put his trembling right hand behind his back:

It seems that I have seen this a little, my cultivation in the spiritual realm was trembling by the palms of this spiritual skill, it seems that Tu Hai's death is not that he underestimated the enemy, but that it is reasonable, this son is really weird.

"What is there to show off about the spiritual skills of the mere Enlightenment Realm?"

But he was thinking in his heart, he must take this guy alive for a while, and find out from his mouth how he cultivated and what the cultivation method was.

Because Tu Mingyuan could clearly feel that the power of Jiang Feng's spiritual skills was no less than the strength when he was fighting with those old guys just now.

Seeing Tu Mingyuan's hard mouth, Jiang Feng smashed his mouth with a smile and said:

"The butcher's fist is really 'hard', so let's go on next. ”

Jiang Feng stepped forward again and hurried towards Tu Mingyuan.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Feng was simply crazy. After being hit by Tu Mingyuan just now, it was already fortunate that he didn't die, but this time he still took the initiative to rush forward.

Tu Mingyuan snorted coldly, but he was not ambiguous, and flew forward to fight with Jiang Feng.

However, after having the experience of the last time, Jiang Feng was afraid of suffering another loss, so he just relied on the advantage of his footwork to cruise around Tu Mingyuan, punching from time to time, or palming, or pointing out.

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't fight head-on with him, Tu Mingyuan was not in a hurry, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart: Then I'll spend it with you, and see who of us can consume whom.

Although your spiritual power is far stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the Spiritual Realm, after all, you are still the cultivation in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm, I don't believe it, my cultivation in the Spiritual Realm can't consume you as a hairy child?

Moreover, Tu Mingyuan still had the heart to observe Jiang Feng's cultivation techniques, so he was not in a hurry to fight him to the death.

Although Jiang Feng was fast, his combat experience was not as good as Tu Mingyuan's after all, and when the two of them intersected with fists, Jiang Feng's body gradually began to have multiple injuries.

Whenever his fists and palms touched Tu Mingyuan, Jiang Feng felt as if he had hit an iron plate, and he felt as if his entire bones were about to shatter.

The two of them didn't know how many rounds they had fought each other, Jiang Feng was so shocked that his internal organs were shaking, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

Seeing that Jiang Feng couldn't resist, Tu Mingyuan was overjoyed in his heart, but he was more shocked:

This son actually relied on the cultivation of the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm to resist him for such a long time? Although he hadn't used his slaughter mastery, it was extremely difficult to do so.

The contemptuous smile on the corner of Tu Mingyuan's mouth did not escape Jiang Feng's eyes. He knew in his heart that Tu Mingyuan's current mental defense had begun to relax, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of secret joy in his heart: The opportunity had finally arrived.

Next, Jiang Feng and Tu Mingyuan continued to fight, but in the eyes of everyone, the white lotus at the place of Jiang Feng Danhai had already begun to operate slowly.

The ethereal and spotless white lotus, under Jiang Feng's control, exuded a stream of scorching power, and began to infiltrate Jiang Feng's spiritual veins, making his entire spiritual veins begin to become hot.

Gradually, between Jiang Feng's punches and palms, a stream of pure scorching power, at the moment when they fought, quietly entered Tu Mingyuan's body through Jiang Feng's palm.

At the beginning, when Tu Mingyuan felt this scorching power, he only felt that it was brought about by the collision of fists between the two sides during the battle. But as the fight continued, Tu Mingyuan only felt that the spiritual veins in his body began to slowly become hot.

As time passed, he felt that his whole body had become hot, and beads of sweat the size of beans had even appeared on his forehead. But this is simply not possible for cultivators. In particular, he is still a cultivator in the psychic realm, and he has long passed the stage of being afraid of hot and cold. What the hell is going on?

Seeing that Tu Mingyuan was a little distracted, Jiang Feng gasped for breath and said with a smile:

"Master Butcher, what's the matter! Haven't you always looked down on me, a son of the Spiritual Realm?

Looking up at the cheap Jiang Feng, he saw that his body was covered with dirty blood, and Tu Mingyuan suddenly became a little angry:

"Sometimes self-confidence is a good thing, but if you are too confident, you are arrogant. Son, I cherish your talent and give you a chance, if you join our Tu family now and do things for our Tu family in the future, I will let you live. If you're stubborn, don't blame me for killing you. ”

"Tut-tut......"

Jiang Feng spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth with a "phew":

"Thank you for the love of the butcher family, I, Jiang Fengning, am a member of the Fang family, not a dog of the butcher! Unlike some families, if I kneel for a long time, I can't stand up in the future. ”

After Jiang Feng squeezed his eyebrows vigorously towards Zhao Huai'an, the head of the Zhao family, and Zhao Huai'an, who was angry, scolded:

"You bastard, get out!"

Tu Mingyuan looked at Jiang Feng coldly and said:

"So, you refused?"

Jiang Feng spread his hands and said:

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Good, good, you really have a kind. Then don't blame me, give me death!"

Tu Mingyuan suddenly slammed his right foot on the ground, and within a few feet of him as the center, the ground suddenly sank, and there was a "crackling" sound in the air.

When the Tu family recognized this spiritual skill, everyone was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

As for the other clans, seeing Tu Mingyuan performing his spiritual skills, they felt the coercion coming from the air, although they didn't know what he was going to do, but they could realize that the power of this spiritual power was absolutely great.

Because the door of the hall was already controlled by the slaughterer's people, everyone could only lead their people to retreat frantically to a corner of the hall as if they were fleeing.

At this time, Tu Mingyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly around him, it was covered by a blood-colored barrier. Then he opened his mouth suddenly, and the blood-colored barrier sucked back into him.

Seeing Tu Mingyuan's handprint and the spiritual skills he cast, Master Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted loudly:

"Hurry up, what he is using is the Butcher's secret technique Blood Meditation. If you can't resist it, don't give your life in vain. ”

Jiang Feng glanced at Tu Mingyuan, saw the confident gaze on his face, and knew that Tu Mingyuan was preparing to kill himself. If I don't take it seriously this time, I'm afraid my fate will really be explained here.

There was a strange laugh from Tu Mingyuan in the air:

"Run, where can you run? Targeted by the blood of my butcher, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a chat that can run. ”

Jiang Feng didn't panic, but pouted and said:

"I'm not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, and see how I can break your garbage magic now. ”

Hearing that Jiang Feng's own family's secret technique was rubbish, Tu Mingyuan couldn't help but be even angrier:

"Look for death!"

Jiang Feng was no longer ambiguous, and hurriedly began to intertwine his palms crazily, and obscure handprints were formed by him. Immediately afterward, only an angry roar was heard that resounded through the hall, and everyone only felt a powerful and incomparable demonic beast aura emanating from it.

At this moment, Kaede was like a real wolf, on all fours, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he couldn't feel the slightest human breath from his body.

He opened his mouth suddenly, and the majestic earth aura began to gather towards his mouth, and in a short time, it turned into a purple-black ball, which was many times stronger than when he fought with Tu Chengxiu.

"Give me death!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Two voices, intertwined.