When Meng Feng's heart was shaken, Zhou Fu had already raised his right hand, and his five fingers were close together like a sharp sword, and he suddenly slashed from it, as fast as lightning.

The distance between Meng Feng and Zhou Fu at this time was only a few tens of centimeters, and he could almost reach out to touch it, so Zhou Fu was already extremely fast, and he came to Meng Feng's eyes almost instantly.

Fortunately, Zhou Fu did not mean to sneak attack, and Meng Feng's own combat experience did not seem to be weak, so the moment Zhou Fu raised his hand, he also made a move.

With a sudden movement of his right arm, Meng Feng blasted out with a palm, and a strong wind swept through, directly meeting the "sword" of Zhou Fu.

Rumble!

The palms and swords collided, and the surging spiritual power exploded, and a dull sound sounded in the space.

To the surprise of the people around him, Meng Feng, who was at the peak of the eighth order of martial arts, and Zhou Fu, who was at the peak of the seventh order of martial arts, were evenly matched in the case of a head-on collision with Zhou Fu, who seemed to be deadlocked.

But this stalemate situation was maintained for a moment, and in the next moment, in the palm of the sword-like hand, a terrifying sword momentum erupted, instantly crushing Meng Feng's spiritual power, and then the surrounding spiritual power did not hinder it in the slightest, and directly bombarded Meng Feng's body.

Meng Feng's face turned pale, and his body retreated again and again, frantically urging the spiritual power in his body, trying his best to counteract this powerful force.

But at this time, Zhou Fu's footsteps stepped forward, and he instantly crossed a distance of several meters, followed Meng Feng like a shadow, and without the slightest hesitation, he smashed out directly with a punch, smashing it on Meng Feng's lower abdomen.

Burst!

Meng Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down for more than ten meters and smashed it on the ground, smashing the ground into a big hole.

Wow!

Everyone's eyes trembled, Meng Feng, who was at the peak of the eighth order of the martial artist, and the powerhouse who ranked fourth among the top ten disciples of the Four Elephant National Academy, couldn't even catch a single move.

"Ahem!"

Meng Feng clutched his aching lower abdomen, coughing up blood while looking up at Zhou Fu, his pale face full of shock.

That sword momentum crushed his attack, he had never seen such a powerful sword momentum, was this really that Zhou Fu, the Zhou Fu who was worthy of defeating Zhao Pan not long ago.

"You ......"

He was about to stand up slowly, when a fierce wind hit him directly.

Syllable!

An incomparably loud voice sounded, and Meng Feng felt a sharp pain on his face, and then a huge force came, causing his body to fly upside down again, and the body that was just about to stand up fell to the ground again.

"Did I tell you to get up?"

Everyone was shocked, Zhou Fu's indifferent voice sounded, and then everyone saw Zhou Fu walking in front of Meng Feng, raising his right foot high, and stomping on Meng Feng's face.

At this moment, the space suddenly fell silent, silent, everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes, and Zhou Fu actually trampled Meng Feng under his feet, which was a scene that everyone never thought of anyway.

Zhou Fu's ability to win Meng Feng was already shocking, and at this time, he trampled on Meng Feng's dignity under the watchful eye of everyone.

"Mixed ...... Egg ......"

Under the soles of Zhou Fu's shoes, Meng Feng couldn't care about the pain all over his body, and frantically urged his spiritual power, wanting to shake Zhou Fu away. Compared with the physical injury, Meng Feng was more traumatized at this time, he was trampled under his feet, and his dignity was trampled on under the eyes of everyone, how could he accept it.

Rumble!

Zhou Fu's right foot suddenly exerted force, shaking away the spiritual power that Meng Feng had not yet had time to condense

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, and at the same time, directly sinking half of Meng Feng's head into the ground. Meng Feng was bleeding from his seven orifices, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted directly.

Zhou Fu raised his foot, revealing Meng Feng's face, which was no longer visible, dripping with blood.

"Aren't you going to trample me on the ground to show how strong you are?"

There was endless ridicule in the calm voice of Zhou Fu, but Meng Feng, who was invincible just now, couldn't even say a word, and lay on the ground like a corpse. Zhou Fu naturally didn't kill Meng Feng, but it fell directly on Meng Feng's head just now, and it wasn't so simple for Meng Feng to come back to his senses.

"Awesome!"

"It's a circumstance!"

"The demons of our White Tiger Courtyard are not comparable to the weak nobles of your Blue Dragon Academy!"

The next moment, there were continuous cheers from the crowd, obviously Meng Feng's usual style was not good in the Sixiang National Academy, many people had opinions on Meng Feng, and seeing that Meng Feng was defeated so easily, these people were extremely excited.

On the contrary, it is natural that those who support Meng Feng, at this time, they are like eating Coptis chinensis, and they can't say a word.

Jiang Xin looked at Meng Feng, who was motionless, and his face became pale. As powerful as Meng Feng, the fourth-ranked powerhouse among the top ten disciples of the Four Elephant National Academy, was so vulnerable in front of Zhou Fu, and she offended Zhou Fu just now, what kind of consequences would she have?

And An Yue's eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked around with admiration. This time the battle between Zhou Fu and Meng Feng was far less fierce than the last battle with Zhao Pan, but it was more shocking, if Zhou Fu defeated Zhao Pan before was slightly better, then this time to defeat Meng Feng was completely crushed, and Meng Feng didn't even have the strength to fight back.

At this time, Meng Feng finally came back to his senses slowly, he looked up at Zhou Fu, his eyes instantly turned red, and his face was extremely ugly.

"You'll regret it!"

Meng Feng struggled to his feet, his voice bitter. Although he was already angry in his heart, he didn't make a move on Zhou Fu again, he already knew the difference in strength between him and Zhou Fu at this moment, so he could only threaten Zhou Fu, and then turned around and prepared to leave, the strange eyes around him made it difficult for him to continue to stay.

"Did I let you go?"

Zhou Fu's indifferent voice sounded, Meng Feng's body was stunned, and then he slowly turned around and stared at Zhou Fu: "Do you still want to kill me?"

Airplanes!

The terrifying killing machine bloomed, and everyone saw Zhou Fu's figure flashing, and the next moment Meng Feng was hanging in the air by Zhou Fu's neck, and his face swelled into the color of pig liver.

"I've never seen this kind of death-seeking request, shouldn't it satisfy you?"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Fu's mouth, and a terrifying murderous aura that made people palpitate filled the space, making everyone completely discolored.

This murderous aura is how many people you have to kill, how many lives and deaths you have to go through before it can be condensed, if you are a timid person, I am afraid that you will already be weak in the face of this murderous aura.

Meng Feng's eyes widened, and endless fear rose in his heart, and now he finally remembered the rumor, Zhou Fu was the one who turned things around on that battlefield, hundreds of thousands of troops of the Yuan Lie Army died because of him, and if his provocation really angered Zhou Fu, this killing god would not hesitate to kill him.

Fortunately, after a few breaths, Zhou Fu shook his hand casually, and Meng Feng fell to the ground again, gulping in the air like a drowning man, looking at Zhou Fu in fear, but he no longer dared to make threatening words.

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At least in the current scene, he is not an opponent of Zhou, and provocation will only bring about his own suffering.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. ”

Zhou Fu opened his mouth and said, Meng Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but saw Zhou Fu looking at him with a smile: "Just now you said that you wanted me to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, just let me go, and now after losing, you will leave, do you think I am a bully?"

Meng Feng gritted his teeth: "I'm already like this, what else do you want?"

Everyone around showed a hint of amusement, Meng Feng had already been defeated by Zhou Fu, and he was even trampled under Zhou Fu's feet, losing his face, could it be that Zhou Fu was still angry.

Zhou Fu nodded as a matter of course: "I did everything just now, you were forced, and now I want you to take the initiative." ”

"It's very simple, kneel down and kowtow three times, and I'll let you go. ”

Zhou Fu's voice suddenly turned cold, and his indifferent gaze looked directly at Meng Feng, extremely domineering, unquestionable.

"What did you say?"

Meng Feng wondered if he had heard it wrong, and Zhou Fu dared to ask him like this. Being defeated and trampled under his feet is a lack of strength and a passive loss of face, but if he really does what Zhou repeatedly said, he will take the initiative to give up his dignity.

Passive disgrace is a completely different concept from actively giving up dignity.

"It seems that you are not very willing. ”

With a faint voice, Zhou Fu's right two fingers formed a sword, and suddenly slashed down from the air, and a sword qi burst out, directly penetrating his left arm, a blood hole appeared, and blood gushed out.

"Ahh

A howl of pain sounded, and Meng Feng only felt that his left arm was no longer conscious, and that sword qi still contained sword momentum, which was constantly destroying the meridians of his left arm.

"Would you like it now?"

Zhou Fu raised his right hand again, the sword qi between his two fingers was swallowed, and his indifferent gaze fell on Meng Feng's right arm.

Thump!

As soon as Zhou Fu's words fell, Meng Feng knelt directly on his knees, his body trembled and lowered his head, extremely humble, without the slightest arrogance.

He had no doubt that if he was a little slower, the sword qi would penetrate his right arm, and if he continued to not do what Zhou Fu said, his limbs would be wasted, and he would even die directly in Zhou Fu's hands.

This is what Zhou Fu's emotionless eyes told him.

Everyone's hearts trembled, Meng Feng really knelt in front of Zhou Fu, which would mean that Meng Feng would never be able to raise his head in front of Zhou Fu, unless Meng Feng could defeat Zhou Fu with his own strength and get back to the field.

But is this possible, with Zhou Fu's talent, will Meng Feng have a chance to surpass him.

Zhou Fu looked at Meng Feng condescendingly, there was a touch of coldness at the corner of his mouth, this was what he did on purpose, in the future, Meng Feng's martial arts road will have huge psychological obstacles, and his martial arts road will not go far.

That's the so-called heart-dampening words.

"Vulnerable. ”

Zhou Fu said lightly, and walked forward, no longer looking at Meng Feng.

Meng Feng, on the other hand, lowered his head deeply, grasped the ground with both hands, and there was endless resentment in his eyes.

Then Zhou Fu walked in front of An Yue and glanced at Jiang Xin: "You can do what you want to do with this woman." ”

Jiang Xin's face stiffened, her body trembled slightly, An Yue looked at the close Zhou Fu with gratitude and joy, and then looked at Jiang Xin coldly: "This kind of person, I feel dirty when I touch her, get out." ”

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