Ye Feng's voice suddenly sounded in the sky above the school field, and among them, internal force was used.

At the same time, only extremely powerful martial arts masters can exert such an effect with their voices.

Hearing this voice, Mu Hanchuan and Bancunnan's hearts inexplicably flashed a trace of shock, they themselves are masters of internal strength, so they know very well what such a strong person means.

At this time, Du Fei seemed to have thought of something.

He endured the sharp pain in his body and took a deep breath.

At this moment, there seemed to be light in Du Fei's eyes.

"A big wave."

Du Fei let out a low roar and walked towards Mu Hanchuan.

Suddenly, Mu Hanchuan suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression coming towards him, this oppression made his body continue to fall, and there was a vague feeling that he couldn't straighten his waist.

"What's going on?"

When Mu Hanchuan was still stunned, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and Du Fei's fist slammed into his chest.

Rumble...

Between the fists, there seemed to be a strong qi flowing, and with just one punch, Mu Hanchuan was smashed out, lying on the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth.

He still wanted to struggle to get up, but he was horrified to find that the bones of his entire chest cavity were smashed by the other party's punch.

Over there, a trace of horror flashed in Ban Cunnan's heart, and he couldn't understand why this god of death had suddenly become so powerful.

At this time, Du Fei had already stepped towards him.

The so-called martial arts, accumulated thick and thin, accumulated overnight, produce an epiphany under specific circumstances, and thus enter such a realm.

Some people, after entering that realm, still need to continue to cultivate in order to achieve something.

But some people are born with a piece of jasper, and once they have an epiphany, they instantly turn into a dragon.

Fear had already permeated the inch's body, and when he looked at Du Fei again, he had a feeling that he was walking towards him step by step as if he was a real god of death.

The inch-headed man kept retreating, but soon it had reached the point where there was no way back.

With a low roar, in desperation, the inch-headed man could only fight hard with Du Fei.

I saw that his fists were clenched and crackled, and his arms were instantly bloody, and he slammed his fist towards Du Fei.

However, the full force of the inch's punch was held by Du Fei, and he squeezed it hard, as if a lightning bolt spread along the inch's fist to the entire arm.

Click, click, the bones of the entire arm of the inch head were shattered inch by inch.

Before he could scream, he found that his whole body was thrown up by Du Fei, and after he was over the shoulder, he slammed into the ground.

This smash, the ground was smashed open, and many bones on the head were directly smashed apart, and he and Mu Hanchuan lay together, and there was no power to fight back.

Both of them had bloodshot eyes and frightened faces.

Du Fei picked up the plaque again and walked in front of Mu Hanchuan and the inch-headed man.

"You... Who the hell are you, let me die, who sent you? ”

"A month ago, you gave the Du Clan Martial Arts Hall a shame, and today, I will give it back to you."

After speaking, Du Fei finally reached out and grabbed the death mask on his face, and when the mask was slowly removed by him, revealing that face, Mu Hanchuan was stunned.

"You... How could it be you? ”

Mu Hanchuan seemed to be completely unable to accept this fact, he probably never dreamed that the boiling Grim Reaper who had been worn on Pu Beach in the past month would actually be the youngest son of Du Longwu, the owner of the Du Clan Martial Arts Pavilion.

What the is this kidding?

Hasn't the outside world always said that Du Longwu's youngest son doesn't know martial arts?

Don't they all say that he is an out-and-out waste?

So now, how can this guy be the famous Grim Reaper.

Moreover, just now, the Grim Reaper carried the plaque and came to the Eight Extremes Martial Arts Pavilion, beating him Mu Hanchuan and the others to the ground.

All of this is really terrifying.

But horror is horror, and the bloody facts are in front of you, all of which are unchangeable facts.

"Du Fei, you are actually Du Fei, Du Longwu's youngest son."

"Serve?"

Du Fei looked at Du Longwu and Cuntou, who were lying on the ground expressionlessly, and asked lightly.

At this moment, Mu Hanchuan really didn't know how to answer Du Fei's question, convinced? I serve your uncle, you Du Longwu actually has such a powerful son under his hands, why don't you say it in advance, but you want to show this hand at this time, you fucking think it's fun, right?

"Du Fei... You... What do you want? ”

Suddenly remembering the words of the Grim Reaper on the expedition and there will be no unjust souls, Mu Hanchuan instantly became extremely frightened.

Du Fei pointed to himself and carried a few big characters on the plaque, and said, "Read it out." ”

"This..."

"Read..."

"Pu... Puhai Sick Man. ”

"Who?"

"This..."

"Say..."

"Baji Martial Arts Pavilion, my Baji Martial Arts Pavilion is Puhai's sick man, Du Fei, please, spare me..."

Rumble...

However, before Mu Hanchuan finished speaking, the plaque weighing three hundred catties on Du Fei's shoulder had already smashed down, smashing heavily on the chests of Mu Hanchuan and the inch-headed man.

Before they even had time to scream, their chests shattered, blood leaked from their mouths, and they died on the spot.

A month ago, Du Fei would be frightened, frightened and even unable to sleep after the first killing, but now, this kind of thing seems to be no different to him and stepping on a few ants to death.

Killing?

Hehe, he's used to death for a long time.

Du Fei didn't put the Grim Reaper mask back on, but threw it out and threw it onto Mu Hanchuan's corpse.

The last mission of Hell Training has been completed, so there is no need for Du Fei to continue to wear this Grim Reaper mask again.

He turned around, didn't look at the terrified Eight Extremes Martial Arts Hall disciples, and walked out of the martial arts hall.

Outside, Ye Feng had returned to the driving position of the Mercedes-Benz, Du Fei opened the door and got into the car, Ye Feng said: "What does it feel?" ”

Du Fei was silent for a moment, his voice did not carry any emotional fluctuations, and replied, "I don't feel it." ”

Ye Feng smiled, let go of the brake, and stepped on the accelerator of the Mercedes-Benz, and soon, the Mercedes-Benz disappeared into the vast night by taking advantage of the moonlight.

"It's good that you don't feel it, go back and prepare well, tomorrow, in the ring of your grandfather's birthday banquet."

"Knock down all those who once looked down on you and looked down on you in the Du Clan Martial Arts Gym."