Hearing Ye Feng's words, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little annoyed in his heart that Ye Feng directly said the content of the transmission he had just heard.

I only heard the middle-aged man cough, and as soon as his thoughts turned, he instantly had a plan in his heart.

I saw him raise his hand and grab it, and directly took the silver needles that were scattered together and threw them to the thin and tall man. Then he clenched his fists and laughed loudly at Ye Feng: "Night Daoist said that you are laughing, when did you say such words next, I hope that Night Daoist will stop talking nonsense." ”

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man watched as if he had forgotten the silver spear he had thrown, and watched as the spear stabbed towards Yefeng.

Seeing the middle-aged man's demeanor, Ye Feng sneered in his heart, but his face did not reveal the slightest. I saw that he also hugged his fists, smiled and said, "Maybe Ye Mou remembered it wrongly, maybe the transmission just now was not from Daoyou." It's just that Ye didn't expect that there were people in the team of Daoyou, whose divine sense could be so powerful that even Daoyou couldn't detect it. ”

As he spoke, Nightfront raised his eyes to the silver spear. At this time, the spear was less than ten meters away from him. At this distance, with the speed of a spear, I'm afraid it won't take a thousandth of a second to stab Ye Feng!

Looking at the spear, Night Feng suddenly laughed twice. I saw him rub his hands together, and a pale blue flame rose up. Then, Ye Feng formed a palm in one hand and slapped forward lightly.

As soon as the palm fell, the pale blue flame changed in an instant. It directly turned into a huge palm the size of a person, and slapped it towards the spear.

The pale blue palm slapped towards the spear, and where it passed, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a little mist appeared in the void, and there were signs of condensation into ice!

Seeing the majesty of the pale blue palm, the middle-aged man's eyes froze. With his realm, he naturally judged that the power of Ye Feng's move was not trivial. Seeing that the spear was about to touch the pale blue palm, the middle-aged man thought for a moment and instantly had an idea.

I saw that he was extremely quick to lose one hand behind him, and quickly pinched the trick with one hand, and with a slight stomp of one foot, a spiritual power was quietly released.

As the middle-aged man finished pinching, the spear also lit up, and there were extremely sharp pieces of heptogen power emanating from the spear, making it look quite indestructible.

Seeing that the power of the spear was about to reach its peak, the middle-aged man's hand behind him squeezed suddenly, and he shouted in a sharp voice:

"Colorful Tiger!"

Roar!

As the middle-aged man's voice fell, a tiger roar came out from the spear, and a colorful tiger covered in white as snow suddenly appeared, this tiger is three or four meters long, and its tiger tail is like a steel whip constantly swinging, it is a small mountain, and it is a small mountain, and it is impossible to say that it will collapse!

Seeing the pale blue palm that slapped over, the tiger roared angrily, and directly raised a tiger claw and blasted up, just looking at the momentum, it gave people a feeling that it could blast everything!

Rumble!

The tiger's claws and pale blue palms slapped together fiercely, making a small sound. However, unexpectedly, neither the pale blue palm nor the tiger's claw showed signs of collapse, and the two fought against each other this time, faintly evenly matched!

Seeing that his claw did not work, the tiger roared angrily, twisted its body, and its tiger tail slashed through a white afterimage, like a steel whip, and it was even more powerful than just now!

Seeing that the tiger's claw didn't break away Ye Feng's pale blue palm, the middle-aged man's face also began to become solemn. Others may not know it very well, but they just think that this is just a relatively powerful move, but how can he not know it himself. In his silver spear, a demon beast beast soul containing the blood of an ancient white tiger was sealed, and the tiger summoned by this move was actually a projection of an ancient white tiger summoned by that beast soul. Although this projection only possesses one-ten-thousandth of the strength of the Ancient White Tiger, it should not be something that a cultivator in the middle of the Nine Refining Yuan Infant Stage can resist, let alone not even be able to directly break through the opponent's moves!

Not only the middle-aged man, but even Ye Feng's face became solemn. His Heavenly Fire Palm was completely composed of the Nine Shadows Ice Flame, and the Heavenly Fire Palm had been obtained from the Heavenly Fire Witch Venerable in the Kunpeng Secret Collection. A move that can be called a Kunpeng is taught by the existence of a small kun, and its power cannot be weakened by any means. As for the power of the Nine Shadows Ice Flame, Ye Feng is the clearest, adding up the two. Although it was only the Heavenly Fire Sanxuan that hit the most powerful Heavenly Fire Palm, it couldn't even scatter the opponent's Tiger Phantom with one blow, which made Ye Feng muttered a little in his heart.

The two of them had their own thoughts in their hearts, but they both quietly watched the pale blue palm and the tiger phantom fight each other, and the expressions on their faces did not change in the slightest.

Seeing that the tiger tail of the Tiger Phantom was pumping over with the momentum of wind and thunder, Ye Feng frowned, and his left hand, hidden in the wide sleeved robe, squeezed his fist violently, and shouted softly:

"Heavenly Fire Fist!"

When the words fell, the pale blue palm in the air also clenched his fist violently, and smashed it against the tiger tail that was drawn fiercely.

"This guy even has a backhand!"

Seeing the pale blue palm in the air suddenly clenched into a fist, the middle-aged man's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but think about it secretly.

Bang!

Although the Heavenly Fire Fist was extremely powerful, Ye Feng was only a cultivator in the middle of the Nine Refining Yuan Infant Stage, and he could not exert the true power of the Heavenly Fire Fist at all. However, the middle-aged man's cultivation is slightly higher than that of Ye Feng, and the power of the moves he casts will naturally be stronger, not to mention that the middle-aged man's move also has a great background. Therefore, under the advantages of one and the other, the two major moves in the air have been fighting for a long time without distinguishing a high or low.

Seeing that he couldn't tell the difference between high and low in a short period of time, Ye Feng frowned, and suddenly raised his hand, and directly dispersed the Tianhuo Fist.

After dispersing the Heavenly Fire Fist, Ye Feng arched his hand and said, "If you don't have enough spiritual power, you won't be an opponent of Daoyou if you fight hard." Ye admitted defeat, and asked Daoyou to accept the moves. ”

When he saw Ye Feng put away his moves, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart. At this moment, seeing Ye Feng actually softened, it made him stunned.

However, since people have already relented and thought that they are inferior, the middle-aged man is embarrassed to continue to force each other. With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the Tiger Phantom and took the spear back into his hand.

Then, the middle-aged man followed Ye Feng's words and said: "Your Excellency's combat strength is strong, if you are in the same realm as Daoyou, I'm afraid it's hard to say who loses and who wins." Okay, Daoyou is going to land on the island, so please show your identity token or something to lead. After viewing, you will enter the Treasure Pavilion in the next self-leading Taoist friend landing island. ”

"Okay, fellow Daoist, please be optimistic. Hearing that the other party finally said that the matter of landing on the island was over, Ye Feng laughed, took out the token given to him by Situ Ling from the mustard seed bag, and threw it directly.