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There's no way, after all, Sanjiang Fist is just a second-rate gang released by a gang of martial arts, first, the level is low, and secondly, it is not a defensive exercise at all, and it is already very good to be able to strengthen the palms and arms.

"Hiss!"

It was the white sable, and when he noticed that a human suddenly appeared behind him, he suddenly felt dangerous, and the hair on his body was slightly erect.

As soon as its claws pressed to the ground, its entire body suddenly turned into a white lightning bolt, which came to it like lightning.

Snort!

The sharp claws brought a strong wind, and it hurt like a knife blade.

"Hey, this beast has a strong desire to attack!"

Zhao Feng punched out, and his eyes lit up.

"Sanjiang Fist!"

As soon as he thought of this, the mist of his fist spread, and suddenly shrouded all around.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this, the white sable didn't dare to attack him at all, and his figure crossed a zigzag trajectory in mid-air, as if it was as smart as lightning to dodge, and went around behind Zhao Feng, breaking through the air with one claw, and suddenly attacked.

"Eat my maelstrom!"

Zhao Feng's left fist blasted out, and in the midst of the mist, a whirlpool turned violently around Zhao Feng, as strong as a knife, and immediately knocked the white sable off the trajectory.

"Huh, I'm going to kill you while you're sick!"

Seeing such a white sable, Zhao Feng was unforgiving, pursued again and again, and blasted out the Dao fist mist, making the white sable spin in the air and unable to land.

However, the damage of the fist mist is limited, although it can make the sable spin in the air again and again, but it cannot cause skin trauma to the sable, and you can only see the hair falling off continuously, and the sable screams again and again.

"The power of the fist mist is still a bit weak, mainly because it is dispersed too much, if you output it with all your strength, you can even throw people away, but this strong force can't be condensed into a water blade, which can break the surface and cause actual damage. ”

Zhao Feng thought about the future development, and felt that it should be condensed into a blade, and the attack power would definitely increase greatly when the time came.

"Drink!" Considering that this is a wild field, anything can happen if the time drags on for a long time, Zhao Feng, who has accepted his thoughts, hit the white sable with a punch, and directly hammered the white sable into the soil, seeing that it is not alive.

Zhao Feng carefully put away the poisonous dragon grass

"Well, with this, combined with the previous three-star grass, a branch and leaf, and this bead-tailed snake...... The materials for that 'Soul Resurrection Order' are complete!"

The name of this prescription is scary, but in fact it is a good antidote, which can turn all kinds of poisons, even if it reaches the ghost gate, it can also turn the soul back, but it can return to yang.

After finishing the calculation, Zhao Feng carefully inspected the bead-tailed snake, dug out a purple-green snake gall, and swallowed it.

If you eat this kind of snake gallbladder, you can improve your physique, but you can't find it.

"The poison sac is still intact...... Zhao Feng went over to inspect it carefully, selecting the materials that could be used and classifying them.

"This time I entered the mountain, although I didn't find the mountain king, but the materials of the soul return order were all collected, and after I went back, I could deploy the ......" On the way back, Zhao Feng was in a pretty good mood.

Although the effect of the Soul Resurrection Order is magical, the configuration is not complicated, and it only needs to be mixed and tanned with several materials in proportion, and the difficulty is that the materials are rare.

"With this, it's also a little more convenient to go out for a walk in the future......" Zhao Feng groaned, and suddenly, his face changed.

In front of him, a broken tree suddenly appeared, and the waist-thick ancient tree was cut off by the waist. Of course, this is nothing, but at the fracture, a clear palm print is a conspicuous anomaly!

"Manpower, martial artist, the peak of the Yellow Vein or the Xuan Vein?" Zhao Feng's expression became solemn, and he looked at some traces of confusion nearby: "Fighting each other?

"Hey, maybe I can be a praying mantis again this time!" Zhao Feng saw the depth from the fist prints, and as a Xuanmai martial artist, he still had thoughts about unknown martial artists.

After all, there has been a lack of exercises lately...

Zhao Feng distinguished the traces on the ground, and immediately found a direction and chased after him.

After Zhao Feng didn't do much, he saw more messy footprints and bloodstains.

"It's indeed a chase and an escape, and this destructive power ......" Zhao Feng looked playful, and when there was a sound in front of him, he slowed down his pace to the limit.

"Han Jin, you traitor to the Golden Wind Gate...... faintly, accompanied by the mountain wind, a burst of human voices came. Zhao Feng didn't dare to step forward, looked around, had an idea, climbed a big tree, completely covered his body with the thick canopy, and looked up.

He was lucky, and beyond that was a meadow, two figures were facing each other, one black and one white, who didn't seem to notice his peeping. "Senior brother...... I was wrong, spare my life......" Zhao Feng came at an inopportune time, the battle was obviously at an end, the man in black was invincible, was hit in the chest by a palm, vomited blood in a big gulp, and then knelt down again, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Hey...... Looks like the traitor brother here is still a softie......"

He stood and spoke without backache, thinking to himself, without thinking about it from the standpoint of those warriors.

Being knelt down by the man in black, the man in white seemed to hesitate, and his raised right palm did not fall for a long time, but his face turned red, and he scolded loudly.

Vaguely, Zhao Feng only heard the words 'betrayal' and 'leyline exercises', but he was not very clear.

"Earth Leyline Exercises??" Just when he thought that the show was over and was about to leave first, he heard a noun that made Zhao Feng unable to help himself.

He's lacking exercises!

At this time, when I put my attention to the field, I saw that the man in black suddenly rushed out, and a punch was slammed on the chest of the man in white!

The piercing sound of bone cracking, even though Zhao Feng could hear it clearly here, but the man in white fought back on the verge of death, and it was also very powerful, and the man in black also took a palm, and he was injured and injured, but he vomited blood and laughed wildly, very proud.

"Tsk...... This person is ruthless!" Zhao Feng was amazed: "The last turnaround, it's a big reversal!" At this time, I saw the man in black staggering forward, as if he wanted to rummage for something from the man in white who fell to the ground, but his body shook and fell.

"Huh, both sides are defeated? It seems that the martial arts of the white clothes are still higher than the black clothes, and the counterattack can be so powerful when he is dying!" Zhao Feng slipped down the tree and came to the edge of the battlefield, but he didn't go any further, the last surviving man in black was too cunning, in case he noticed that he was peeping on the side and wanted to deceive himself, wouldn't it be self-defeating to pick up the corpse again?

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng immediately picked up a stone and smashed it on the man in black.

I added a little force to my hand, and there was no response.

Pick up another piece, this time infused with internal force, and threw it at the arm of the man in black.

With a click, the arm of the man in black was thrown by Zhao Feng and fractured.

Zhao Feng picked up another stone and threw it away! Bang! This time his left arm was broken.

Zhao Feng did not let his guard down, picked up two stones again, shot them into his left and right feet, and made sure that the person's limbs were scrapped, and then walked towards the place where the two of them had fallen.

The man in white had long since turned into a corpse, with an honest face, about thirty years old. It's this man in black, he looks passable, but his chin is slightly snarky, and he looks a little ruthless, and his face is as white as paper at this time, not only his chest is sunken, but he doesn't know how many ribs are broken, and one of his thighs is smashed by himself.

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