Feeling the terrifying power condensed in Long Yuntian's right fist, Ye Qingfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of excitement spread out from the depths of his eyes.

That's the fight he needs, that's the opponent he craves.

Long Yuntian controlled the killing intent of the sky freely, and all of them shrank on the fist, which seemed to be a weakening of the power, but in fact, it had magnified the power of the killing fist countless times.

Even if a mouthful of air is compressed in a very small space, it will burst out with extremely strong power, not to mention compressing the invisible supreme murderous aura on the fist, and the lethality will definitely increase geometrically.

"What am I afraid of?

Ye Qingfeng took a step, a touch of blue surged on his fist, and then a little bit of Youlan condensed into a point, which seemed to form a protective barrier outside his fist.

At this moment, the surface of the lake around him shrank a few feet out of thin air, as if it had been evaporated by some inexplicable force.

"Killing fist, killing intent is infinite!"

Long Yuntian burst out and threw a punch.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the confluence of the entire Sword River and Lake was covered by blood, and a huge fist shadow of a thousand zhang burst in, like the hand of a giant, and the power was monstrous.

Under this punch, the entire lake suddenly collapsed, and countless torrents rushed around, like a storm at sea.

Ye Qingfeng was in the center of the storm, and a little gold suddenly appeared in his pupils.

"The Seventh Form of the Void Ding Immortal Method, Silence Golden Fist!"

He let out a low shout, and the spiritual power on his fist turned golden, and the golden light poured out instantly, even brighter than the sun in the sky.

He threw a punch in an instant, and for a moment, the wind surged!

Ye Qingfeng swung out a punch, and the golden fist wind swept through the heavens and the earth, and a golden giant fist crossed the surface of the lake, facing Long Yuntian's blood-red killing fist head-on.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and there was the power of the sky and the earth cracking, and everyone watching the battle only felt that there was a blur in front of them, and then only gold and red were left, and there was nothing else visible.

Two fist shadows of different colors met in the void, not allowing the slightest bit, powerful fluctuations swept in, and the invisible storm rolled up the surrounding lake and threw it into the sky, forming a huge waterspout, which was spectacular.

Ye Qingfeng and Long Yuntian's eyes were agitated, and their physical spiritual power was constantly transmitted, and the golden and red lights were even more dazzling.

"What's going on? Why is it so golden and red over there!"

Residents and tourists outside the shores of West Lake are amazed by the unknown why.

Many people also took pictures of this scene with their mobile phones, thinking that it was a vision from the sky, but they didn't know that it was two great masters of martial arts who were fighting to the death.

The two fist shadows were in a stalemate, and the huge waves rolled on all sides, and the embankment of the Jianjiang Lake and Lake couldn't stop the big waves that came from the lap.

The lake water under their feet has long been pressed into a vacuum, and the silt at the bottom of the lake can be seen clearly.

"It's too strong!"

Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, this kind of earth-shattering level power collision could not be described in words, they were extremely poor all their lives, and they might not be able to reach such a terrifying martial arts cultivation realm.

"How is that possible?"

Although Long Yuntian's face remained unchanged, his heart had already set off turbulent waves.

His killing fist is powerful all over the world, and his killing power can be described as incredible, especially when he has a monstrous killing intent towards Ye Qingfeng, he has a heart of killing, whether it is fist power or fist momentum, it has been raised to the peak, and he will not be merciful.

He was sure that under this punch, the entire martial artists under the Huaxia War King would definitely be wiped out, even if they were junior Battle King martial artists, they could only temporarily avoid the edge under this sky-breaking punch.

But Ye Qingfeng did not dodge or dodge, and confronted him head-on with a punch, he could feel that the punch Ye Qingfeng sent was no less powerful than him, and it faintly suppressed him.

"Less than twenty years old, the spiritual power has been condensed to such a level, even if you cultivate in your mother's womb, I'm afraid it's just that, right?"

Although Long Yuntian was shocked, he dominated the world, except for a few people such as Mad Gang, how could he ever be afraid of anyone, today in front of all the heroes in the world, how could he be repelled by a junior?

Thinking of this, his heart was full of pride, and his spiritual power surged out like a tide, focusing on his fist, and the shadow of the fist was even more red.

"I can actually resist the killing fist head-on, Mr. Ye's cultivation, I greatly underestimated it!"

The old man of Taijimen also had to admit at this moment that what he said before that "Mr. Ye is invincible to Long Yuntian" was too arbitrary.

The young woman still had a sudden realization in her heart, the person standing on the surface of the lake, emitting a golden fist like a giant's hand, was really the boy who was leaning against the corner and sleeping just now?

Long Yuntian's spiritual power urged wildly, and the power of penance cultivation in the extremely cold land over the years completely exploded, and an overwhelming force was transmitted to Ye Qingfeng's arm through the space, and the red fist shadow suddenly pushed forward, and the golden giant fist seemed to be unable to bear it, and was pressed backwards.

"Mr. Ye can't hold it anymore, Long Yuntian has the upper hand!"

Dou Wangui's eyes froze and he spoke.

The rest of the people all nodded, and the situation on the lake was already very clear at this moment!

Long Yuntian used the spiritual power condensed to the extreme, and Ye Qingfeng was defeated and retreated, I am afraid that as long as it takes a few more moments, the golden giant fist will crumble, and Ye Qingfeng will also be hit hard.

"Mr. Ye, no matter how amazing your talent is, you will always die at my hands!"

The corners of Long Yuntian's mouth were cold, and the killing intent in his tone was even more vivid, such a top fight, if he had the opportunity to fight, he would no longer keep his hand, intending to kill the enemy with one blow, so that the opponent would no longer have the power to turn over.

The golden giant fist shrank smaller and smaller, and had been suppressed by Long Yuntian's killing fist and forced into a desperate situation.

Everyone thought that Ye Qingfeng's defeat was decided.

But they didn't find that no matter how the golden fist shadow was suppressed, Ye Qingfeng's footsteps never moved for half a minute, and where he stood, he was still standing there steadily, solid as a rock.

With a cynical smile on his cold face, Ye Qingfeng suddenly said loudly: "Long Yuntian, is this your killing fist?"

He spoke leisurely and smoothly, without the slightest feeling of being oppressed, everyone was stunned, under the persecution of such a strong offensive, Ye Qingfeng was still able to breathe without confusion, and there was no sign of struggling.

Long Yuntian was proud, and said loudly: "Yes, this is killing boxing, Mr. Ye, how does it taste?"

The slaughtering aura of the Killing Fist has dispersed, and all the ancient martial artists present have changed color, which means that someone is going to die under the Killing Fist.

Long Yuntian had a little madness on his face, every time he slaughtered someone, his killing fist would be one point stronger, and an opponent of Ye Qingfeng's level, if he fell under the killing fist, the lethality of the killing fist would be even higher.

"If that's the case, in the face of White Bear and the others, I can be fifty percent sure!"

He had a smug calculation in his heart, and he already had the victory in his heart.

His name Long Yuntian will once again rank at the pinnacle of the martial arts realm of the Southern Base.

(I wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, however, don't hurt single dogs, love animals, everyone is responsible!)

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