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Bud's gaze became a little complicated, Night Feather Xi's strength was strong enough, but ten moves...... It's really hard to say to Shangling madman.

Ling Feng's title of cultivation madman was not for nothing! If you don't have real skills, those thorny old students won't obey him.

"Senior Ling Feng, please advise." Ye Yuxi's eyes were cold, and he was mainly anti-guest, and jumped directly towards Ling Feng.

Well done!

Feeling the sharp momentum of Ye Yuxi, Ling Feng's eyes showed a hint of excitement, Ling Feng's desire to fight was stronger than anyone else!

Night Feather Xi waved his arm, a ball of strange fire burst out, this battle could not lift the seal, Night Feather Xi did not dare to hold it up, and used his hole cards as soon as he came up.

Such an obvious attack? Ling Feng's eyes froze, and he easily dodged, and Nuoda's fist brought up a spiritual power and blasted towards Ye Yuxi.

Purple Shadow Flash! Ye Yuxi's figure suddenly disappeared, and instantly appeared behind Ling Feng, striking at the back of Ling Feng's head with an elbow.

Syllable!

Ling Feng raised his palm back, easily blocking Ye Yuxi's elbow, borrowing the strength of Ye Yuxi Ling Feng floated forward two meters, and turned to look at Ye Yuxi.

Night Feather Xi missed with one blow and didn't attack again, amazing! This Ling Feng's strength is as high as the peak of the ninth order, and it is definitely more powerful than the previous Qiu Lao of the Hades Palace!

In the face of Qiu Laoye Yuxi, he still needs to lift the seal to fight, I'm afraid it's hard to say this time!

"Your footwork is fast, but you don't stand a chance!" Ling Feng's voice changed, and his figure burst out.

Rumble!

Purple flames instantly spread all over Ye Yuxi's body, so that Ling Feng could not get close directly, which somewhat gave Ye Yuxi a chance, and the purple shadow flashed!

Ye Yuxi used his footwork again, his body moved two meters to the left, and he dodged this blow, only two moves, and eight moves, how to fight?!

Ye Yuxi's thoughts flowed in his heart, and he instantly drew up a battle plan, gritting his silver teeth, and wrapped his fist in purple flames towards Ling Feng.

Not to be outdone, Ling Feng blasted his fist towards Ye Yuxi under the wrapping of spiritual power.

The distance between the two continued to close, Ye Yuxi's eyes were cold, the outstretched fist was suddenly withdrawn, the show mouth opened slightly, and ten thousand beasts broke through the air!

Roar!

A huge roar came from the mouth of the night feather tide, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye rushed around, and the roar of a tiger resounded through the mountains and forests.

Ling Feng's eyes widened, his eyeballs were bloodshot, there was no distraction in the eyes that Ye Yuxi imagined, thoughts, Ling Feng's eyes swelled with stronger battle intent!

At this time, Ling Feng's ears were ringing, he didn't expect that Ye Yuxi would use a rare sonic spirit skill, and his brain was slightly dizzy, but Ye Yuxi's current cultivation was an eighth order after all, and the damage caused to Ling Feng was far less than he imagined.

So much so that although Ling Feng's eardrum was uncomfortable, his body could still move!

Drink!

Ling Feng shouted angrily, his body instantly approached Ye Yuxi, and he grabbed it with one claw.

Ye Yuxi's eyes changed, not good, gritted his teeth again, and the purple shadow flashed!

It's a pity, at the beginning of the eighth order, against the peak of the ninth order, almost two levels of cultivation, the gap is too big, Ye Yuxi's reaction is fast enough, but Ling Feng's hand is faster!

Hiss!

Ling Feng grabbed Ye Yuxi's shoulder with one claw, and pulled hard, but he didn't pull Ye Yuxi, but tore off Ye Yuxi's entire sleeve, and something fell out of the sleeve and fell to the ground.

Whew, whew. Ye Yuxi flashed to the side, so dangerous, it was his arm that might have been torn off in half a second just at night!

"Fifth move." Ling Feng threw the sleeve in his hand aside, his gaze turning to Ye Yuxi.

Squeak, squeak!

A white shadow jumped in front of Ye Yuxi, two snow-white little claws lying on the ground, four small fangs facing Ling Feng, and the small lilac eyes were full of hostility.

"Purple Spirit?" A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Yuxi's eyes, and she knew it when she saw the sleeves on the side.