Yang Hong's hand stopped in mid-air, and the next second he suddenly turned around. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info When he saw Ye Feng and Zhu Yingjie coming, Yang Hong's eyes narrowed into a slit again.

"Yo he! It's really a pseudo-knight. ”

Yang Hong slowly stood up straight, not looking at Zhu Yingjie who was carrying a big bag behind him, but kept staring at Ye Feng who was walking in front.

The moment Yang Hongdu saw Ye Feng for some reason, the heart in his body actually beat violently.

And at this moment, the old man who fell to the ground stood up, pointed at Ye Feng who came and said angrily: "It's him, it's him who snatched our spars." ”

Yang Hong skimmed the old man from the corner of his eye, and then snorted angrily.

"Get out of the way, it's not your turn to speak."

The old man's face turned red, and he didn't dare to breathe, so he retreated into the crowd and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yang Hong also ignored the old man who fled, and when Ye Feng stopped ten meters in front of him, Yang Hong laughed coldly.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, Yang really wouldn't believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy would have the cultivation of a pseudo-chivalrous man." Yang Hong's words paused, a touch of ferocity immediately flashed in his eyes, and he sneered and said, "But you made two big mistakes, one is that you shouldn't come to the underworld of the Holy Martial Academy. Second, we should not cross the line to grab ....... ”

Without waiting for Yang Hong to finish speaking, Ye Feng suddenly raised his right hand, and after interrupting Yang Hong's words, he smiled faintly: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, give me the spare, and I will leave here immediately." ”

These words shocked thousands of people in all directions.

I saw that the thousands of people slowly moved, not to besiege Ye Feng, but to retreat dozens of meters backwards.

Yang Hong's eyebrows raised upward, looked coldly at the more than 1,000 people who retreated, and finally looked at Ye Feng again.

In Ye Feng's body, Yang Hong felt the fluctuations in the cultivation of the pseudo-knight. However, this fluctuation was not strong, so much so that Yang Hong also guessed that Ye Feng had just become a pseudo-knight. But based on this alone, Yang Hong really didn't take Ye Feng seriously.

"Milky little hairy child, didn't the adults in your family teach you how to write dead words?"

Ye Feng's face sank, he was very tired of this sentence, but he still took a deep breath and pressed the anger in his heart down.

"I'll only give you three breaths."

"Why do you need three breaths? The hedrons that were handed over by the waste were under the boulders, and the number was definitely more than 300,000. If you really have the ability, then step on my corpse and get it. ”

Yang Hong had no intention of compromising, and even his words revealed playfulness and shouting.

Instantly! Ye Feng's face showed a cold smile, his hands were closed, and he walked towards Yang Hong step by step.

"Dare to close your eyes? You're crazy. ”

Yang Hong couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and without waiting for Ye Feng to walk in front of him, his right fist clenched and his body went straight to Ye Feng like an arrow from the string.

The punch seemed unremarkable, but if it hit a mortal enough, it would kill him. Even if it hits a late-stage knight, it is enough to beat him to vomit blood.

Looking at Ye Feng again, his body suddenly stopped. At the same time, the vitality in the dantian was mobilized and dispersed from the body, forming an illusory seven-inch vitality illusion armor.

The Yuan Qi Phantom Armor instantly collided with Yang Hong's fist. In an instant, the seven-inch Yuan Qi Phantom Armor collapsed by four inches.

"Yang has only made seven points of strength, and you dare to rob my spar with this strength?"

Yang Hong's eyes immediately showed disdain, and he immediately added another point of strength, and hit Ye Feng's head with a bang.

The seven-inch Yuan Qi Phantom Armor all collapsed, and the fist with the sound of the wind came in an instant, and there were only three inches left from Ye Feng's head.

"My mother-in-law, why can't you even resist a move?"

Zhu Yingjie shrank his neck in fright, let out a low scream, and hurriedly closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

The more than 1,000 martial cultivators who withdrew more than 30 meters away changed their faces one after another, and most of them turned their heads, not wanting to see the next bloody scene, but there were still dozens of people with their eyes wide open, unwilling to miss the battle between the two strong men.

In the consciousness of more than a thousand people, Ye Feng no longer has the power to return to the sky, and it must be difficult to resist Yang Hong's punch. But only Yang Hong could see clearly, and there was not the slightest panic on Ye Feng's face at all.

This indifferent demeanor alone made Yang Hong's heart chuckle. When Ye Feng took a step back and widened the distance, Yang Hong's heart flipped suddenly, and at the same time, he added two more points of strength to his uneasiness, and chased after him with all his might.

"Smack!"

Yang Hong's fist stopped when it was still ten centimeters away from Ye Feng's face, and when he looked at his fist again, it had already been clenched by Ye Feng's left hand.

"Ten percent strength?" Ye Feng opened his mouth, and when the corners of his mouth curled slightly, he spoke again: "That's it!" ”

Yang Hong's black eyebrows suddenly wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and he tugged his right fist with a red face, but after not pulling it out, Yang Hong immediately raised his left fist and hit Ye Feng's head again.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, but he wrapped Yang Hong's left fist with his right hand in the slightest, no matter how hard Yang Hong tried, he couldn't pull his hands back.

"I don't cherish the opportunity for you, but let me step on your corpse. That's it! You are perfected. ”

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled up again, and when a weird smile appeared on his face, two powerful suction forces directly blasted into Yang Hong's dantian, frantically absorbing the vitality in Yang Hong's body.

"You...... What have you done to me? ”

Yang Hong's complexion changed again and again, and for the first time, deep fear was revealed in those eyes that always had a disdainful gaze.

"Don't panic! Anyway, you're going to die, so you might as well give me all your vitality. ”

"Fart! I don't want to die, you let go of my hands. I...... I'll give you all the hedrons. ”

"Don't want to die? But two-thirds of the vitality in your body has been sucked away by me, isn't it better to be alive than to die if you have fallen into a chivalrous cultivation? Listen to my advice, or die. ”

Ye Feng didn't let go of Yang Hong's hands, and he didn't plan to let Yang Hong go at all.

Time passed breath by breath, and when more than a thousand martial cultivators opened their eyes to look, it happened that Ye Feng also let go of his hands, and Yang Hong also collapsed on the ground.

Zhu Yingjie opened his eyes at some point, and at the moment, his eyes widened and stared at Ye Feng.

"This guy...... What did you just do? ”

Zhu Yingjie came to Yang Hong's side with his pocket, looked down carefully, and was still confused in the end.

However, Zhu Yingjie completely understood one thing. The young man he followed was definitely an extremely dangerous person, and even the guards in the Black Realm did not dare to provoke him, and even the Underworld Venerable in the Black Tower was reluctant to come out and interfere.