"You're still too late for Houhai...... Oh sorry, there's been no chance of regrets since the moment you walked in the door. ”

Ximen Batian looked at Wang Feng with the same gaze as if he was looking at a dead corpse, and there was no difference between a half-step realm cultivator and an ordinary person in his eyes, so he had the leisure time to play this hypocritical game.

Wang Feng glanced at these four people, the highest cultivation was Ximen Batian, a master who broke through the innate realm, and the cultivation of the other three people was also in the half-step realm, if he really wanted to fight and not to mention that it was difficult to win, even if he won the battle, he would not be able to know the whereabouts of Bai Ya and the others, pondering and weighing the pros and cons, Wang Feng suppressed the anger and anxiety in his heart.

"If you win, you tell me where they are?" Wang Feng said lightly.

"I never lie." Ximen Batian disdained the young man in front of him who didn't know the depths, and he didn't pose any posture like horse steps, but just stood there casually with his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head and said to Wang Feng: "You come first, don't say that I bully the small." ”

There is no doubt that the person who punches first has an absolute advantage, and even if the punch does not hit the opponent to admit defeat, it will cause serious injury, but the damage of the opponent's punch will be much lower under the serious injury, and the probability of winning the first punch is much greater than that of the latter.

Wang Feng took a deep breath, unable to exhaust the distracting thoughts in his heart, so he had to suppress the anxiety, stepped forward with his right foot, and the internal qi flowing in his body surged into his fist, and a heavy punch with the greatest strength in his life smashed between Ximen Batian's chest and abdomen without reservation.

Boom!

The dull sound of flesh and flesh colliding almost resounded throughout the box, and only from the sound felt the power contained in Wang Feng's punch, the fist infused by the Nine Yuan Half-Step Realm with internal qi could completely smash and bend an inch-thick steel plate.

But the result made Wang Feng's heart tremble, Ximen Batian was only shocked to take two steps back and then stopped his feet, and his face reached out and swept his chest as usual, as if he was driving away mosquitoes.

How strong is the strength of a cultivator of the Heavenly Realm Rank, the amazing internal qi blessing is simply harder than steel on the body, and Wang Feng's released fist unconsciously trembled.

The other three people seemed to be watching a play, and they had expected this result, and they let out a presumptuous laugh when they saw Wang Feng's stunned appearance.

"Haha, boy, have your girlfriend among those girls? How to meet her physical needs with this little strength, why don't you leave it to us. ”

"Brother Batian, what are you talking about with him, just abolish it!"

"Wait, that's interesting, it's rare to see cultivators in modern cities, and it's hard to meet one and have a good time."

Ximen Batian twisted his neck, looked at Wang Feng who looked flustered, pinched the bone joints with a rattling sound, and a cruel smile appeared on his mouth. "Now you understand how big the gap between the cultivation of different levels is, kid, if you admit defeat now, I can consider giving you a good time."

"Less nonsense! Your turn! ”

Wang Feng knew that Ximen Batian didn't intend to let him go at all, after all, the group of girls were arrested, so they naturally wouldn't let go of Wang Feng, the person in the know.

Wang Feng couldn't predict how strong the Heavenly Realm cultivator's punch would be, but he knew that he had to deal with it with all his might, and he wouldn't be able to rescue them if he was not careful. This time, Wang Feng's state of mind slowly fell silent as the situation progressed, and he stood quietly in place, his eyes slightly drooping like an old monk.

No matter what Ximen Batian said, he was still an old man, seeing that Wang Feng was shocked just now, but now he suddenly calmed down, he couldn't help but feel alert.

The battle between cultivators is not only judged by cultivation, but also requires actual combat experience and martial arts, Ximen Batian frowned and suddenly asked, "What is your relationship with them?" ”

Wang Feng closed his eyes and silently recited the meditation trick, Ximen Batian seems to be benevolent, but at the moment he is playing a little trick to disturb Wang Feng's state of mind, if Wang Feng answers his question in a mess, Ximen Batian will take the opportunity to punch!

Seeing that the treacherous plan did not succeed, Ximen Batian shouted heavily, took a heavy step forward to support the powerful heavy punch, and the magnificent internal qi exuded from his body seemed to condense the air in the entire box, and Wang Feng, who closed his eyes, could even feel the pressure of Ling Ren.

Rumble!

With a heavy punch, Wang Feng flew straight out and slammed into the wall, causing the wall to fall lime chips, and Ximen Batian stopped in place with his eyes full of shock, and his right wrist trembled slightly.

Ximen Batian was sure that the punch hit the chest and abdomen of the young man in front of him with great accuracy, like hitting the iron sandbag used for boxing, cold and hard, and even regained most of the punch power, almost bruising his wrist unprepared.

Ximen Batian has been out of the mountain city since he left his family, it can be said that he has experienced a hundred battles, even in Yanjing, he rarely encounters opponents, and his heavy punch is difficult for ordinary underground black boxers to resist, impossible! A cultivator of the Nine-Yuan Half-Step Realm actually had such a physique!

Wang Feng clutched his chest and coughed heavily, his chest was like being slammed by a hammer, and he slapped some parts of his chest with his palms with a painful face, and the churning qi and blood were pressed down, and after a few seconds, he patted the dust on his body and stood up as if nothing happened.

Just now, the three people watching the battle had already regarded Wang Feng as a dead man in advance, but now they saw such an incredible scene, and their mouths opened wide in shock, but after many years in the city, they reacted quickly and got up with a cold face and clenched their fists.

"You are not allowed to make a move!"

Ximen Batian shouted with his big hand back, and the three of them were obviously startled, hesitated for a moment and sat back in their chairs, this time changing from the original mentality of watching the show to apprehension.

Ximen Batian is not about benevolence and righteousness, he has not done bad things in the underworld, but the honor of the family makes him unable to pull down, even if he is a waste wood disliked by the family, the most important thing is the unwillingness in his heart, if he bullies more and less, even if he wins, he feels that he is losing.

"What kind of kung fu are you?" Ximen Batian had already calmed down from the shock, and his first reaction was to guess that Wang Feng might have practiced special martial arts to have such a physique, and the trace of contempt in his eyes was replaced by solemnity, and he began to pay attention to the opponent in front of him.

"Healing."

Wang Feng didn't want to hide anything, before Ximen Batian's punch, Wang Feng ran the internal qi in advance to stimulate the internal acupuncture points in the chest, such a direct method similar to acupuncture can improve the body in a short time, but the disadvantage is also obvious, as soon as the time passes, it will bring the pain of muscle backlash.

Ximen Batian chewed these two words carefully, obviously he hadn't figured out what was going on, and his expression was cautious and he took a steady step, "It's your turn." ”

"Tell me where they are as long as I win?" Wang Feng stepped forward while smiling, he had never felt inexplicable pressure in the eyes of Ximen Batian, this sense of danger seemed to leak out of his bones, and every step seemed to step on his heart.

"As long as I throw in the towel or die." Simon Batian suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.