The words fell, and suddenly, Ling Feng had a powerful aura condensed on his body. Dressed in a long robe and long black hair, all at this moment, there is no wind automatically.

Pound, who turned into a demon ape, although his actions were much clumsy, his sense of smell was very keen. In particular, the perception of danger is much faster than that of the human form. His huge bronze bell-like eyes stared at the confident young man, and his face struggled to squeeze out a touch of human fear.

"How...... How is that possible?" said Pound, his mouth wide open in disbelief, and his body slowly retreated. This breath was so powerful that even the soul seemed to be threatened by the heavens and began to tremble.

"This, what kind of realm is this, rebirth, nirvana?" Feeling that Ling Feng's cultivation seemed to be still exploding, Pang De suddenly lost his fighting spirit, and even ran away.

The cultivation that Ling Feng broke out at this moment was really too weird and terrifying. Pang De has been in the Black Flame Academy for so many years, and the most powerful person he has ever seen is just an elder of the Black Flame Academy, and the realm of that elder is Nirvana, which gives him the feeling that it is extremely dangerous.

However, Ling Feng, who was now cultivating to a crazy surge, gave him a feeling far better than that elder!

Pound panicked, he no longer had the heart to fight, and his will collapsed with the strength of the enemy.

At this moment, Ling Feng was stunned, and then a strange smile appeared on his face, and he said speechlessly: ", what are you doing, little demon?"

After a short trance, Ling Feng immediately understood that at this moment, there was no one else in this outbreak of cultivation realm except the little demon. And the little demon has been hiding on his body, and his breath explodes, and under the senses of outsiders who don't know the truth, there will naturally be misunderstandings.

However, he was also very frightened, although the little demon figured it out with his own mind and did not bring the coercion to him, but the feeling that was so powerful that it was suffocating became more and more intense.

"You, what realm is this?" Ling Feng was shocked, feeling that the little demon's aura was becoming more and more powerful, and he couldn't help but say in his heart.

"Uh...... Cultivation has been suppressed for too long, and it has not been controlled well for a while, and it has made mistakes!" The little demon was embarrassed, and the aura of cultivation that erupted between the words had been completely suppressed.

In an instant, Ling Feng once again turned into a scum whose strength was only at the third level of the Bathing Fire Realm.

He glanced around, fortunately, the little demon's aura did not spread too far, otherwise he was afraid that it would directly attract the old monsters of the academy.

Although I haven't met those seniors, as the former geniuses of the four major families, I still know a lot about this. From the elders in the family, Ling Feng knew that the Black Flame Academy had no less than ten digits of Nirvana powerhouses.

That kind of cultivation, even in the imperial capital, is enough to establish a large family.

Even if they are the four major families in the capital, such a strong person is only three or two. And the Black Flame Academy, one force has so many masters, which shows its heritage. The point is, there seems to be an old monster who has stepped into reincarnation here, and he is the true backbone and patron saint of Black Flame.

Thinking of this, cold sweat crossed Ling Feng's back. If you are targeted by that person, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck. Fortunately, the little demon had a powerful enough supernatural ability to conceal his aura very well, so that Ling Feng did not have to worry about being seen by those strong people.

The battle between Ling Feng and the two attracted a lot of attention, many freshmen knew Ling Feng, and Ling Feng's cultivation was also considered the top among the freshmen, so some of them faintly pinned their hopes on Ling Feng.

I just beg him to teach Pound a hard lesson, so that the old students know that their newcomers are not soft persimmons that everyone can knead!

Many eyes looked at him, but he saw Pound fleeing for the battle, and he was still terrified, and he said strange words in his mouth. The situation here continued to attract more and more attention, and everyone looked at the demon ape running away in a frenzy with a blank expression.

From such a distance, they didn't feel the breath of the little demon. So I am very puzzled by the current situation.

At this time, Ling Feng couldn't help but roar loudly: "Pang De, you fled without a fight, you are not ashamed, the master has promised to save some face for you later!"

Everything happens in the midst of lightning. From the eruption of the little demon aura to the complete convergence, and then Ling Feng caught up with Pang De, it was just a blink of an eye. Even Pound didn't have time to think about this weird thing.

Hearing Ling Feng's ridicule and feeling the terrifying aura dissipate, Pang De's body slammed into a slam, but he couldn't stand on his feet because he was too fast before.

He stopped his huge body with difficulty and said, "What was the situation just now?" looked at Ling Feng and asked.

Ling Feng smiled and said with a look of recognition: "Okay, okay, Ben Shao will only use eight success forces to fight you later, so you won't run again!" he deliberately put aside the topic and stopped talking about the breath.

Wow!

Ling Feng's voice was quite loud, and everyone could hear it clearly. The crowd boiled.

"We heard you right, he actually said let Master Pound!"

"I can't imagine that Pound is so cowardly!"

"It is worthy of the former freshman king, and I am a new life!"

Sure enough, Pound was furious. When he heard everyone's words, he didn't say a word, he just stepped out of the ground and shook the mountains, and slammed into Ling Feng's body.

Ling Feng's gaze froze, but he didn't move, and under the guidance of the little demon, his palm crossed a strange arc and pushed it out with one palm.

This palm is not a powerful skill, nor is it an earth-shattering move, it just follows the meridians, transports the spiritual power out of the strange passages, and then pushes it out fiercely.

The palm print was condensed, and the incomparably pure spiritual power was surging wildly, but there was no amazing momentum.

The Demon Ape's pupils widened, and it was also bombarded with a punch. He sneered at Ling Feng's ignorance in his heart, and he actually compared himself with the strength of his spiritual power.

Everyone sighed, feeling the gap between the two attacks, and their expressions were wonderful. The freshmen are depressed, and they will not be able to win against them after all! The old students are arrogant one by one, and they can be sure that within a quarter of an hour, Ling Feng will be defeated.

If he fights directly, I'm afraid Ling Feng won't even be able to catch ten moves.

However, something happened that shocked everyone......

A huge fist print was like a mountain, rumbling away with an incomparably thick aura, but Ling Feng's palm print was like a stone in the mountain, extremely small. Whether it is size, momentum or power, it is far inferior to the other party.

The ending, obviously! Almost everyone thinks so.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the two bombardments with a huge gap finally collided.

The imaginary scene of devastating and decaying did not appear, and the two offensive contacts and miraculously stalemate.

That small palm print seemed to contain infinite power, and it simply blocked the fist print, making it unable to move forward in the slightest. Moreover, the angle of the palm print also seems to be extremely appropriate, and it is good to block the attack without strong support.

The demon ape roared again, and the roar resounded through the black flames.

"Break, break, break!" The endless spiritual power frantically gathered in the fist seal with the three 'break' words, and the fist mark trembled, and the momentum was monstrous!