Huang Gen readjusted his breath, and the aura of the Condensation Realm roared out, and that fluctuation alone made some of the weaker ones directly untenable. But Ye Feng's ninth-order strength surged unreservedly, and it was not much inferior to Huang Gen.

"Drink!" Huang Gen shouted angrily, and the strong palm power poured out from his palm, turning into a refinement and sweeping towards Ye Fengfeng. The horse was as fierce as a fierce snake, and everywhere it passed, it shook the ground into cracks, and the end was extremely arrogant.

Ye Feng stepped on his feet, and his body flashed, avoiding the wild attack. Unbeknownst to him, the corners of Huang Gen's mouth raised, revealing a disdainful smile. At the same time, with a swing of his right palm, the refinement turned around and rushed towards Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect that Huang Gen could still control the direction of the spirit technique, which was relatively rare. Seeing that the violent impact was about to collide, Ye Feng put his palms together and held the temper alive.

I only heard Ye Feng's hand explode, and the fluctuations of the aura spread out, shaking him back five or six steps, and his palm was red and swollen.

"It's okay, but that just won't deal with me. Ye Feng smiled faintly and said to Huang Gen.

"This is just the beginning. Huang Gen was not angry because of Ye Feng's words, but just replied lukewarmly.

Ye Feng rushed straight up, and didn't give Huang Gen a chance to perform this trick. The two of them were intricately intertwined, and the palms continued to bombard, and even the air was torn apart with a popping sound. Streams of spiritual energy surged open, rolling up gusts of wind and dancing.

"Senior brother, do you think Ye Feng has a chance of winning?" a disciple couldn't help but ask.

Zheng Shan frowned, thought for a long time, and then said, "In terms of spiritual energy, that kid is still a little inferior. If anything, it's what kind of powerful spiritual arts he still hides. If it weren't for the high-level spiritual arts, it would be very difficult to clean up the yellow roots!"

Zheng Shan gave an objective answer, but he was faintly worried in his heart. Just now, Ye Feng's seven-rank spiritual technique split wind leg failed to defeat Huang Gen. That is to say, unless Ye Feng can come up with a spiritual technique of more than six grades, it is impossible to win. But the six-grade spiritual art can be bought on the black market for more than 10,000 gold leaves. If it weren't for a powerful force, who would be able to easily come up with something of this magnitude?

When Huang Gen and Ye Feng fought each other, they were also quietly operating the aura in their bodies. A strange aura rushed out, and even behind it there was a faint illusion condensing.

Ye Feng saw that there was a huge tree behind Huang Gen, stretching out dense roots, sweeping towards him. "This is, the eighth-grade high-grade spiritual technique?" Ye Feng said secretly in his heart, judging the level of the Yellow Root Spiritual Technique.

"Thousand Tree Plates!" Huang Gen shouted, and the illusion stretched out thousands of huge tentacles, surging over like pythons. Ye Feng catalyzed his own aura, and after a week of circulation, a burst of fierce qi permeated out of his right foot, and the extremely strong momentum faintly had a tendency to suppress countless tentacles.

"Wind Splitting Legs!" Ye Feng flew out violently, and an invisible true air flew out quickly, hitting the root of the big tree. "Whew!" The strength of the Wind Splitting Leg is as strong as a bamboo, but the root is also extremely hard. After the two huge shocks collided, the ground shook violently.

But that giant root is like a huge shield,After being half consumed,It resisted the impact。 The remaining momentum still existed and attacked Ye Feng violently. Ye Feng's face was also resolute, if he hadn't used that move, he still had no chance of winning.

"Burst Palm!" His heart moved, and a sudden burst of light surged in his palm, and the light directly tore through the air and squeaked. In an instant, Ye Feng's momentum reached an astonishing level.

"What is this?Six-Rank Spiritual Technique?" Zheng Shan couldn't help but lose his voice, although he knew that Ye Feng might not be his surprise, but once he saw him really take out the Six-Rank Spiritual Technique, the shock in his heart was still indescribable.

Even if it was a black ambush with no waves in the ancient well, there was a flash of surprise at this moment, even with his knowledge, the six-grade spiritual technique did not mean that it could be obtained. "What is the origin of this kid, he can get the six-grade spiritual technique, even if it is Manyan City, only the three major forces have this background. This kid is just from the mountains, how can he make such a move?"

Ye Feng's right hand became extremely terrifying, and the surging light seemed to have the power to destroy everything it touched. He leapt to his feet, slamming the light on the tentacles of the roots.

Huang Gen only felt that his body shook violently, and a powerful force that was different from just now directly shook his whole body. Ye Feng was like an unstoppable demon god, and the light in his hand was an indestructible blade, splitting everything that stood in his way.

As soon as the root came into contact with the light, it dissipated at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. In an instant, Ye Feng had already rushed to Huang Gen's eyes.

"No, it can't be!" Huang Gen still cried out in disbelief, his eyes unconsciously looking at Hei Fu, hoping that he could help. It's just that Hei Fu's expression didn't change in the slightest, and he let Ye Feng imprint his palm on Huang Gen's chest.

Huang Gen was like a kite with a broken string, and suddenly flew out upside down, falling dozens of feet before stopping, and his chest was already red with blood. This palm is a little too strong, even if Huang Gen is really healed, I am afraid that his cultivation will also have an impact. If it weren't for some adventures, it would have been difficult to reach the top.

"Win!" Suddenly there was a violent cheer in the courtyard, they couldn't imagine that Ye Feng had really defeated the master of the Condensation Realm, this was really a bit incredible in their eyes!

Ye Feng turned his head and said to Hei Fu with a frown: "What? Isn't this from your martial arts hall? Why don't you come to the rescue?" Although Huang Gen was disgusting, Hei Fu's behavior of ignoring his companions also disgusted Ye Feng, so he immediately asked.

"Although the Condensation Realm powerhouse is strong, it is only here. If it is put in Manyan City, it is nothing. Hei Fu said lightly, "Perhaps, you should go to the outside world to see it." ”

"Manyan City?" Ye Feng was also stunned. Manyan City is a relatively prosperous place nearby, and the power of those places is far from being comparable to the level of the Great Mountain Martial Arts Hall and the Black Overlord Martial Arts Hall. Hei Fu said that it was not uncommon for even a Condensation Realm powerhouse to be there, and this was not a lie. It's just that this is such a big place, and the division of power is naturally more serious.

Although Ye Feng had always heard of it again, he had never been there.

Kurofu jumped lightly and slowly fell from the roof. Ye Feng was startled and prepared for battle. But Kurofu flashed past him, but he didn't mean to fight.

Ye Feng couldn't help but feel surprised, now Mo said that his physical exertion was serious, even if he was in full condition, he might not be able to beat Heifu. But Hei Fu actually let Ye Feng go in this situation, which made him a little incredible.