Zhang Yide, the third elder of the Xuantian Sect, burst into a shout, and then a Xuantian fist full of black qi struck at Sun Haifeng, the dean of the Xuanwu Academy.

Seeing this attack, Sun Haifeng couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, if it was before the third elder of the Xuantian Sect, Zhang Yide, entered the demon, then even if he used all his strength to fight the Xuantian Fist, Sun Haifeng could solve it without much effort.

After all, as the dean of the Xuanwu Academy, one of the most famous and top forces in the cultivation realm, Sun Haifeng has such confidence, even if he does not dare to claim to be invincible at the same level, but among the masters of the Yuan Infant Stage, Sun Haifeng's self-confidence can be regarded as the best feeling, and a weak chicken like Zhang Yide, the third elder of the Xuantian Sect, can fight ten at a time!

But there is a way that feng shui takes turns, and now that the third elder of Xuantian Sect Zhang Yide has entered the demon, his cultivation has skyrocketed, even if he is a higher level of powerhouse, it is very difficult to win down Zhang Yide, the third elder of Xuantian Sect, not to mention Sun Haifeng, who is only in the infancy stage?

Now thinking about a small Yuan Infant Stage monk like Sun Haifeng, Zhang Yide, the third elder of the Xuantian Sect after entering the demon, can fight a hundred at a time!

"It's not good, my life is over!"

When the Xuantian Fist of the Third Elder of the Xuantian Sect, Zhang Yide, attacked with black qi, Sun Haifeng felt that the pressure had doubled, and he even smelled the breath of death!

Sun Haifeng knew that this attack was definitely not something that a monk of his level could do! Even if he used all his strength, there was no hope at all!

"It's over, it's over!"

Sun Haifeng, the dean of Xuanwu Academy, shook his head with a wry smile and muttered to himself, his heart full of helplessness.

You must know that as the dean of Xuanwu Academy, one of the top forces in the entire Xiuzhen Continent, Sun Haifeng can be said to be a famous figure in the entire Xiuzhen Continent!

But now?

Such a tall figure is about to die in the hands of a little-known third elder of Xuantian Sect, Zhang Yide, Sun Haifeng's heart can be described as extremely painful!

Are you unwilling?

Of course.

But even if Sun Haifeng is unwilling, what can he do about it?

"Ahh

The Xuantian fist sent by Zhang Yide, the third elder of the Xuantian Sect, hit Sun Haifeng fiercely, only to see Sun Haifeng like a kite, the whole person flew out backwards, spitting blood, and then fell heavily to the ground, motionless, obviously seriously injured!

"Yo? Didn't die?! ”

Zhang Yide, the third elder of Xuantian Sect, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Sun Haifeng was still struggling, you must know that he had just struck with anger, and because he had already entered the demon, even a higher level cultivator might not be able to resist it!

Zhang Yide, the third elder of the Xuantian Sect, who was also a Yuan Infant Stage monk, was very clear that the attack he had just now, if it was encountered by a Yuan Infant Stage monk, then it would definitely be dead!

But now? Sun Haifeng stubbornly withstood his attack, but he didn't die! Although he was seriously injured, he still lived tenaciously!

But then in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yide, the third elder of Xuantian Sect, also figured it out, after all, the Xuanwu Academy is one of the top forces in the cultivation world, and Sun Haifeng, as the dean of the Xuanwu Academy, must be proficient in many secret methods and life-saving secrets, if Sun Haifeng really dies casually like an ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivator, this is a strange thing!