The guard was stunned, his face was incredulous, and he looked down at his palm, his eyes full of doubt. When did you become so powerful?

Of the people present, only Yang Fan saw the clue. His eyes flickered, and he looked behind the guard, and couldn't help but shout, "Be careful!"

However, it was too late after all......

The next moment, Ling Feng's figure appeared behind the guard like a trick, only to see his palm draw a wonderful arc, and immediately all the spiritual power of his body surged out, quickly forming a fingerprint in front of him.

As the boundless spiritual power gathered, the fingerprints also became condensed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. On it, there is a terrifying terrifying fluctuation emanating from it.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and when Yang Fan spit out a sound, the guards reacted. It's just that before he could make a move, a huge sense of crisis surged into his heart behind him.

Immediately, his face was full of fear. Because, he clearly felt, there was a terrifying attack behind him.

There was no more than five zhang between the two of them, and according to the speed of the attack and plunder, it would take at most two breaths for the attack to arrive. In this short period of time, he simply couldn't do anything useful.

"Triple fingers!" Ling Feng shouted, his cultivation surged up like crazy, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and he actually had the temperament of a strong man. Subsequently, a shocking offensive was finally condensed.

With a loud shout, the fingerprint finally carried a powerful force, and rumbled through the sky.

Yang Fan was shocked, he knew that with the strength of the guards, it was impossible to flee quickly, and he also did not have the ability to help the other party in such a short period of time. In other words, the guard had to rely on himself to forcibly take over Ling Feng's command!

This fingerprint is so powerful! Yang Fan only felt that his lips were dry, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty. The fluctuations from the fingerprint attack made him feel shocked.

With such a powerful power, what level would that exercise be? Could it be a hard-to-find ground-level supreme exercise? Yang Fan thought that Ling Feng's finger prints might be ground-level exercises, and there seemed to be a hint of greed in his eyes.

Although the earth-level exercises are not uncommon, not everyone is qualified to obtain and cultivate. In the Immortal Spirit Country, only those big families have such an earth-level exercise against the sky that can be used as the treasure of the town clan.

Of course, there may be people who are lucky enough to get the inheritance of their predecessors by chance, so that they can cultivate the earth-level exercises. However, most martial artists did not have that kind of qualifications to cultivate the ground-level exercises, and they didn't even have the qualifications to even glance at them.

Although Yang Fan is a Qianfeng general and commands hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, he has never possessed a ground-level exercise. Thinking that his status and identity were as prominent as his, he could only practice some non-mainstream Xuan-level exercises, and Yang Fan was jealous in his heart.

The young man in front of him, who was only seventeen, was not only strong but even possessed ground-level exercises, this huge contrast made Yang Fan's heart unbalanced. Then, when his gaze looked at Ling Feng again, there was already a trace of killing intent.

At this moment, the spiritual power of the guard's whole body surged out, forming a thick protective aura around his body. However, the aperture had not yet fully formed, and the terrifying fingerprints were already rumbling.

"Bang!"

The fingerprints slammed against the aperture, and the loud roar was terrifying. Without a trace of hindrance, the fingerprints collided with the protective aperture like the scorching sun meeting the remnant snow, which actually shattered the guards' defenses.

The next moment, the fingerprints of the lingering power bombarded the guards again.

There was a dull sound, and then in the eyes of everyone, the guards and fingerprints were completely fused, and they rumbled towards the distance.

Ling Feng's eyes froze, looking at the defenseless guards hanging on his fingerprints, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a sarcastic smile. "The scum of the second layer of the rebirth realm, I still think I am so awesome!"

After that, he turned his gaze to Yang Fan, and faintly spit out a voice: "It seems that he is not Xiao Ye's opponent!"

Ling Feng's face seemed to have a touch of crazy battle intent. He looked at Yang Fan with a provocative expression. Since the skin of the face has been completely torn, there is nothing to say, let's fight!

Fighting with Yang Fan, who was several levels higher than his own, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but his face was full of excitement. I haven't had that feeling of challenging the limits for a long time, and I'm even a little nostalgic.

Yang Fan felt that his dignity was being challenged, and his face was very ugly. He raised his slightly gloomy eyes, stared at Ling Feng like a poisonous snake, and spit out a voice: "What, you want to challenge General Ben?"

Rumble.

In the distance, a small mountain suddenly collapsed, and the body of the guard was directly buried by the shattered rocks. At the same time, the 500,000 soldiers were shocked, looking at the high-spirited teenager with disbelief on their faces.

I don't know if they were shocked by Ling Feng's strength or shocked by his courage. Hu Guo's senior brothers had a bitter look on their faces anyway, and looking at Ling Feng's eager appearance, they were about to go crazy.

Originally, the young man who just wanted to casually trap Ling Feng had an extremely ugly face at the moment, he didn't expect Ling Feng's strength to be so strong, and he was so arrogant, he didn't even pay attention to Yang Fan.

Originally, these were nothing, but now he and Ling Feng were grasshoppers on the same rope, and once the other party completely angered Yang Fan, they would not have a good time.

Regardless of whether he won or lost, Ling Feng had already offended Yang Fan. There is no room for reversal in this matter.

"Why, you don't dare?" Ling Feng sneered.

Finally, Yang Fan's face turned pale, and a terrifying coercion emanated. Then, with a kick on the soles of his feet, his hands turned into sharp claws, and he grabbed towards Ling Feng's claws.

The powerhouse of the fifth layer of the Rebirth Realm was really strong, even if it was coercion, it made Ling Feng feel inexplicable pressure. Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on the afterimage, and his body retreated violently.

The ghost stepped out of the mystical steps, and the remnants of the Dao Dao formed a beautiful pattern, and then gradually disappeared. The afterimages were like real people, mixed with Ling Feng's real body, making it difficult to distinguish.

"Carving insect skills!" Yang Fan snorted coldly, directly ignoring the afterimages, and grabbed Ling Feng's real body fiercely.

Separated by dozens of zhang of space, as Yang Fan grabbed it, Ling Feng felt that there seemed to be a strong coercion around him, forming a huge prison, locking his figure away.

Although this coercive power could not affect Ling Feng's actions, as soon as he moved, the aura around him would vibrate, completely exposing his position.

"Interesting!" Realizing the current situation, Ling Feng not only did not have the slightest worry, but was full of fighting intent.

(End of chapter)