Chapter 1502: Poisonous Man

The huge disparity in strength made everyone present discover this battle, and it seems that there has been a result.

That is, Ye Feng was about to lose miserably at the hands of Zhang Heng and be humiliated by the latter.

Although Ye Feng's talent is indeed very strong, with the third order of the Martial Emperor Realm, he can actually burst out with the power of the fifth order of the Martial Emperor Realm.

But even if Ye Feng burst out of the fifth-order power of the Martial Emperor Realm, there was still a threefold cultivation gap between him and Zhang Heng, and it was still far from Zhang Heng.

It was almost a matchup with no chance of winning, and anyone thought that Zhang Heng would win.

"Thunder Fist!"

Zhang Heng sneered, his arm vibrate, and thunder and lightning swirled around his right arm, and then he slammed forward, right on Ye Feng's chest.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Ye Feng was repelled by him again.

He stepped forward and shot at Ye Feng again, running the thunder fist to the extreme.

He hoped that he could abolish Ye Feng's cultivation, kill the latter, and let the latter disappear from this world from now on, so that he, Zhang Heng, would no longer have to consider the threat.

And this matter, he will never let anyone know, and all the people present who witness this scene, he will give benefits and make those people keep their mouths shut.

But whoever doesn't comply, he Zhang Heng will inevitably make that person pay a bloody price.

Shout!

A thunderbolt suddenly passed in front of Ye Feng's eyes, and he found that the place where Zhang Heng was aiming was actually his own dantian.

This Zhang Heng is so vicious, he wants to abolish his cultivation.

"Ancient Dragonclaw!"

Under Ye Feng's roar, the primeval dragon claw was revealed above his body, and a golden dragon claw flew directly towards Zhang Heng.

However, Zhang Heng in the period of total victory, his strength was a genuine eighth order of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Ye Feng's Ancient Dragon Claw was used, and the limit was also at the sixth order of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Such a power, although Zhang Heng could not completely ignore it.

But if this kind of power is a threat to Zhang Heng, then it is a joke.

"What three-legged cat's kung fu, break it for me!"

Zhang Heng roared angrily, his tone was slightly provocative, and between the flicking of his arm, the Thunder Fist was used again, hitting the golden dragon claw.

Suddenly, the golden dragon claw was actually shattered by Zhang Heng.

In the next second, that Zhang Heng grabbed Ye Feng's shoulder with one hand, and with all his strength, he crushed Ye Feng's bones.

"Ah~"

The pain made Ye Feng roar, looking at Zhang Heng's incomparable anger in his heart.

He didn't dare to imagine that after he entered the inner courtyard, he couldn't fight Zhang Heng, and this time, he was seriously injured by the latter.

His strength is too weak, and his martial arts cultivation is not enough at all.

Today, I'm afraid I'm going to be wantonly played with by this Zhang Heng.

"You burned my house and forced my woman to kneel!"

"Zhang Heng, you give me death!"

Under the extreme anger, Ye Feng's blood flowed rapidly, and suddenly, the poisonous gases that had been silent in his body and had not completely dissipated actually emerged from the surface of his body.

Ye Feng's skin turned green in an instant, and the whole person seemed to have been watered with special paint, turning into a green man.

It was also at this time that Zhang Heng sensed that Ye Feng was not simple.

He found that on the surface of Ye Feng's body, there was actually a poisonous gas erupting and attacking in front of him.

"Bastard!"

Immediately, that Zhang Heng exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly withdrew to the rear.

For some reason, judging by his intuition, the poison released by Ye Feng's body at the moment was probably not simple.

It's just that this Zhang Heng is still a step too late.

After the poisonous gas erupted from Ye Feng's body, it attacked Zhang Heng, directly enveloping Zhang Heng.

"Ah~"

Zhang Heng let out a miserable scream, and he was wrapped in the poisonous gas, and he choked his breath.

But soon, he realized that he was thinking too simply, and these poisonous gases could penetrate into his body through his ears and even his eyes.

Before he knew it, Zhang Heng was already highly poisonous.

He felt the unbearable pain all over his body as if he had been bitten by thousands of ants, and his heart was also like a knife.

However, he looks no different from a normal person, and inside his body, he is suffering great trauma.

"Ah, you give me death!"

Zhang Heng would never have thought that this Ye Feng would play such a trick and actually use poison gas against himself.

Moreover, this poisonous gas seemed to be extremely strong, and even he, who was at the eighth order of the Martial Emperor Realm, could not resist this poison.

Zhang Heng rushed at Ye Feng angrily, extremely angry in his heart, how could he have thought that this Ye Feng would brush up on such a trick.

In fact, Ye Feng himself didn't know why the poison stored in his body would automatically escape.

It's not that he likes to come to Yin, it's just that this poison allows him to avoid the risk of being abolished by this Zhang Heng.

"The eighth order of the Martial Emperor Realm, for me, is it so far away. ”

Ye Feng watched Zhang Heng staggering towards him, with a helpless look on his face.

If Zhang Heng was poisoned to death with severe poison, this was not what Ye Feng hoped at all.

He hoped to rely on his own strength to defeat this Zhang Heng, rather than relying on external forces.

"That Ye Feng actually has such a terrifying poison hidden in his body, this person is really insidious. ”

"That poison, even Zhang Heng of the eighth order of the Martial Emperor Realm is difficult to resist, with our cultivation, I'm afraid that sticking a little bit is enough to make us worse off than dead. ”

At this time, many onlookers of the Imperial Capital Academy students saw Zhang Heng's painful appearance.

They had also looked carefully before, and found that there was a strange air flow floating above Ye Feng's body.

Those strange cyan air currents rushed towards Zhang Heng and wrapped him behind.

Zhang Heng seemed to be ignited by flames, fleeing frantically and roaring madly.

In the end, he was already approaching in front of Ye Feng.

"It's hard to come, but you can't do it. Now it's just a trick. ”

Ye Feng watched Zhang Heng come over, his fists clenched, his strength is not enough now, and if he wants to use absolute strength to knock Zhang Heng down, I am afraid it will be very difficult to do.

But now, this Zhang Heng has been made into this virtue by the poison in his body, and his strength must have decreased a lot.

He was taking this opportunity to end Zhang Heng's life.

"Thunder Fist, Ten Styles! Lightning Storm Fist!"

It's just that when Ye Feng was ready, when that Zhang Heng approached him, he would gather the strongest strength and attack Zhang Heng's fatal point.

However, he may have thought a little simpler.

Zhang Heng came to him and raised his fist again, and this time, Zhang Heng was wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning and turned into a thunderbolt god of war.

The power of this punch, if it weren't for the poison in his body and the unbearable pain, would otherwise be comparable to the ninth-order power of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Zhang Heng's punch fell suddenly and smashed into Ye Feng's left shoulder.

Suddenly, Ye Feng was beaten to the ground.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Zhang Heng looked at Ye Feng, his palm was raised high, the power of thunder and lightning swirled around it, and his whole person knelt on Ye Feng's body, about to kill the latter.