"Roar!"

Wen Lian got up with a bone, and Qin Feng's series of heavy blows just now hit Wen Lian's blood qi battle armor, and it didn't cause any injuries, but it just consumed a lot of Wen Lian's blood qi.

Although he was not injured, he was beaten as a ball in front of everyone, Wen Lian's face was seriously unbearable, and he felt a little annoyed and angry.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wen Lian roared violently, and suddenly rushed towards Qin Feng, an angry fist blasted out, and the majestic blood qi turned into a substantial fist, like a sledgehammer, smashing towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't dodge or dodge, and blasted out with a backhand punch! The same materialized fist gang struck upward, with a loud bang, and two strands of blood qi exploded in the air.

Gangfeng swept away, Wen Lian and Qin Feng all took a few steps back.

Qin Feng sensed the strength of his opponent's blood qi, as well as the strength of his physical body, and found that Wen Lian's strength was indeed not weak, his blood qi was pure, and his physical body was quite strong. In the early stage of the same spirit realm, he was more powerful than ordinary generals of the Northern Plains Army.

Wen Lian was even more surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that just Qin Feng, who was in the perfect fusion realm, would fight with him on a par with him! No wonder Director Tu Yang was so solemn and wanted him to let Wen Lian serve as the gatekeeper to stop Qin Feng!

Bang!

In the midst of another energetic explosion, the two shook each other again. Wen Lian took two steps back, unloading the impact force, but Qin Feng relied on his strong body to resist the power of the shock, and stepped forward directly, and a series of heavy punches wrapped in majestic blood and qi struck, so that Wen Lian had to take a defensive position.

The muffled sound of banging was endless, Qin Feng's combat experience was so rich, every move was like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found. Wen Lian tried to block, but he was repeatedly fooled, and was hit by Qin Feng, which hurt his heart and lungs! Although he was not injured for the time being with his blood qi armor, the speed at which this martial artist's qi was consumed was extremely amazing.

"Damn, you eat me too!"

Wen Lian gritted his teeth, regardless of Qin Feng's fist Feng, he directly slapped his backhand, and a big golden handprint was slapped out, and after he took it off, it immediately swelled to the size of a basin and blasted towards Qin Feng.

Barbarian inferior combat skills!

In the face of Wen Lian's life-fighting offensive, Qin Feng withdrew the heavy punch of the attack and turned to block the Great Monument Hand. Gang burst into anger, and both of their bodies took half a step back.

"Aren't you very powerful?" Qin Feng said lightly, "You can only use this kind of desperate Saburo's fighting style, are you poor in skills?"

There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding outer court students, and generally only people who were at a disadvantage would use this kind of fighting style to seek a temporary draw. Wen Lian's actions just now were somewhat embarrassed.

"Hmph......" Wen Lian gritted his teeth, "I admit that I misestimated your strength and didn't play to my strengths...... However, it will not be so easy for you in the future, I will use my years of hard training to completely trample you under your feet!"

Wen Lian's hands circled and circled, and a yellow energy tossed back and forth in the palms of his palms, and a rudimentary dragon appeared.

Wen Lian's forehead was sweating slightly, and it was obviously a big burden for him to perform this combat skill.

Qin Feng stepped forward, his right palm spread out flatly, and a cluster of red blood qi slowly pulsed in his palm, forming a red flame. This is the killing move in the Yan Po Fist Technique, the sign of the charging power of the Fire Cone Fist.

"Qin Feng, eat my trick, angry dragon break!"

Wen Lian roared violently, pushed flat with both palms, and the yellow rudimentary dragon suddenly swelled and became a nine-foot long dragon, aiming at Qin Feng and biting away!

The dragon roared and shook the wilderness, the blood was hoarse, the power of this angry dragon break was extremely strong, at least it was a barbarian-level high-grade combat skill!

Mo Yun and the others were all slightly surprised. Mo Yun sighed with emotion: "For us, barbarian-level high-grade combat skills are not uncommon, and I and Stubborn Bull have both practiced a quasi-saint-level combat skill...... However, the power of the Angry Dragon Break that Wen Lian used was even stronger than the quasi-saint-level combat skills we mastered...... This shows that he has practiced this combat skill to a very proficient level. ”

Xiong Gong said, "From beginning to end, I haven't seen Boss Qin Feng perform any quasi-saint-level combat skills...... I don't believe he hasn't learned! My father once said that the higher the grade, the better, only the most suitable combat skill is the best combat skill, and it seems that it still makes sense. ”

In the face of the attack of the golden dragon, Qin Feng's face did not change at all, and the red flame of the right palm pinto suddenly clenched, and with a simple and unpretentious punch, aimed at the golden dragon, he roared angrily!

At the moment when Qin Feng's fist collided with the Golden Raging Dragon, time seemed to stand still for half a second. Qin Feng's fist maple suddenly erupted a grand cone-shaped red fire, completely enveloping the golden furious dragon!

Two combat skills, two blood gases, fierce collisions, and the sound of Gang Qi exploding sounded in everyone's ears like firecrackers.

"Impossible!" Wen Lian was dumbfounded, he watched as his barbarian-level top-grade combat skill, the Angry Dragon Break, was scorched into a stream of chaotic and disorderly qi by the raging red fire that erupted from Qin Feng's fist, shooting and flying in all directions!

The grand cone-shaped flame of the Fire Cone Fist, the residual power was still there, and it swept towards Wen Lian. Wen Lian, who had just unleashed the Angry Dragon Breaking Technique and was exhausted of blood and qi, let out a miserable scream, and was swept up in the lingering flames and fell backwards.

"Boom!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and his palms clenched suddenly!

Wen Lian let out a scream, and the red fire wrapped around his body suddenly burst out in large clusters of sparks!

Wen Lian hurriedly controlled the blood qi in his body to resist Qin Feng's fire attack. He was scorched and embarrassed. For this injury, it will take at least two or three months to lie down before it can be cured.

"Tu Yang invited the master of guarding the pass, but that's it. Qin Feng's eyes swept coldly, and he knew that Wen Lian had lost his combat power. He turned around and walked towards Xiong Gong and the others.

"Let's go. This guy is no longer able to fight, and of course he can't stop you. Qin Feng said.

"Even the guards were seriously injured and couldn't ......afford to fight anymore," Mo Yun was taken aback, it seemed that this situation had never happened since the rules of the overpass battle were established, "I'm afraid there are some violations of the rules." After all, we don't have the strength to break through. ”

"Hehe, there is no rule in the academy that you must defeat the passer before you can enter the next level, right? Xiong Gong smiled, followed closely behind Qin Feng, and stepped on the overpass.

Mo Yun gritted his teeth, carried Qin Heng on his back, and also stepped on the overpass.

The silver students who were waiting at the head of the overpass with Moyun and the others also got this advantage, followed behind Moyun and the others, and stepped on the second overpass. Wen hurriedly fought against the invading fire in his body, where was there still the strength to stop it, and he could only watch as everyone entered.

(End of chapter)