As soon as the one-armed man's voice fell, he dragged a long axe of more than one meter and a half in his hand and walked slowly towards Ye Feng. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His long axe weighs more than 100 pounds, and it is a hundred refined elite soldiers among elite soldiers, and the sharp axe blade drags out a 'trench' on the concrete ground, just like a human finger cutting through tofu.

Ye Feng hurriedly stood up, staring at the one-armed man in front of him vigilantly, this one-armed man, one meter and nine meters tall, with a stout body, muscular development, and a majestic face, was a fierce figure.

Ye Feng glanced at the scrapped taxi again, he knew that he was in trouble today.

Ye Feng knew that although the Hundred Refining Elite Soldiers were very hard and sharp, if they wanted to easily tear a spiritual power taxi into scrap metal, it would also require the user to have no less than five or six hundred kilograms of strength.

With a strength of five or six hundred kilograms, only a martial artist with a cultivation level of five or more consummations could fight it, which made Ye Feng have to be frightened in his heart, the enemy was too strong.

Ye Feng knew that although he had the strength to challenge beyond the first level, but let him face the martial artist of the fivefold consummation of the quenching body now, there was still some gap between him, and he had not yet reached the cultivation of the fourfold consummation of the quenching body.

The four levels of quenching the body have to be tempered in total, and then one more spiritual power can be considered complete, but he has just finished refining the two organs now, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the quenching body.

What should I do? Ye Feng's mind spun quickly, thinking about the strategy of retreating from the enemy, but the one-armed man who was walking towards him didn't give him time to think at all.

With a bang, the one-armed man raised the long axe in his hand, brought up the rolling gravel, and slashed towards Ye Feng's head, which was full of power and could break the ground like gravel, Ye Feng was in danger.

"Boy Ai, there are some people you can't mess with, go and die!".

The one-armed man's voice came, waking up Ye Feng, who was still pondering, Ye Feng's divine thoughts quickly surged into his eyes, and his supernatural vision instantly saw through the landing point of the one-armed man's long axe attack, he kicked the ground with his left foot, flashed to the right and avoided dangerously.

At the moment when Ye Feng just landed, there was a bang, and the long axe of the one-armed man slammed on the ground where Ye Feng was standing just now, and the concrete ground was instantly smashed and cracked, and the gravel was splashed, which shows that this axe can be photographed, if it falls on a person's body, it can kill people in an instant, and there are no bones.

"What a strong force!", Ye Feng exclaimed in his heart, and put on the attack posture of "Gravel Fist", which was his only attack method at present.

The "Gravel Fist" of the Perfect Realm is equivalent to Xiao Cheng's low-level combat martial arts, which can mobilize the strength of the martial artist to a great extent and form a strong attack power.

With a whoosh, the one-armed man's long axe, rubbing against the air and making a harsh sound, slammed towards Ye Feng's head again, this time Ye Feng did not choose to dodge, he couldn't always dare not meet the enemy, which would weaken his courage to fight more and more.

I saw Ye Feng move 90 degrees to the side with his right step, and his body and the long axe split by the one-armed man just passed close to him, and even Ye Feng clearly felt the long axe of the one-armed man, and the air flow brought up by the stinging of his skin was painful, like a needle prick.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, he endured the stinging skin, raised the "Gravel Fist" and attacked the chest of the one-armed man, he wanted to fight back, and he would never sit still.

Ye Feng knew that his strength was not as good as the one-armed man in front of him, and even the balance of victory had always been tilted on the side of the one-armed man.

But Ye Feng didn't think about giving up because of this, if one punch didn't hurt the one-armed man, he would hit two punches, or even more, his strength was more than four hundred kilograms, even if it was a martial artist with a five-fold body, he couldn't bear it continuously, this was his confidence.

"Humph!".

The one-armed man snorted coldly when he saw Ye Feng's fist attacking, and his face showed a look of disdain, Ye Feng's punch was not in his eyes, only to see his right leg flying towards Ye Feng's attacking fist.

Boom, in the blink of an eye, the fists and feet of the two collided together, and the force of hundreds of kilograms seemed to shatter the sonic boom, setting off a violent wave of qi, and the clothes of the two people who were blowing were whirring.

At this time, Ye Feng felt a huge force hit his fist, and the bones of his hand seemed to be broken.

This is not the end, that force actually rushed into his body along his arm, and in an instant, he took several steps back to stabilize his body, Ye Feng felt stuffy in his chest, and he couldn't breathe, at this time, a sweet mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, he was injured, and his condition was critical.

"What a powerful force!".

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, the other party was definitely in the realm of the fivefold consummation of the quenching body, and it was not a simple fivefold consummation of the quenching body, otherwise the other party would not have hurt him so much.

"Hey, if you get kicked by me, you don't have much to do, boy Ai, it seems that you are quite unusual!, but you have offended the young master of our family, and you can only go underground to be an unusual ghost", the one-armed man said sharply.

Originally, he was still wondering, as soon as the young master came home, he lost his temper and broke a lot of things, and then asked him to kill a young man who was triple and looked like a quadruple quenched.

He is a fierce man in the five-fold quenching body, although he was bitten off his left arm by a demon beast during a hunt to Wuzhi Mountain, and he lost some battles.

But no matter what, his comprehensive combat power is still not inferior to some martial artists with sound limbs who quench the body and have five consummations, it's just that his own young master wants him to kill, and he can't go against his own young master's will.

But what he didn't expect was that the kid in front of him dodged his two axes successively, not to mention, and now he was kicked by him, although he vomited a mouthful of blood, but only a mouthful of blood, which made him feel incredible, this kid should have fallen to the ground and lost his combat effectiveness?

Forget it, even if he doesn't lose the battle, he can't kill you with one kick, the one-armed man still doesn't believe that his two feet are useless, and he Hu Hansan still doesn't believe that he can't solve a kid who is less than four times quenched, only to see him swept towards Ye Feng with an axe.

During this period of time, Ye Feng attracted the spiritual power in the skin and flesh to his right fist, and under the nourishment of the spiritual power, he gradually felt that the flesh and blood of his right fist had recovered.

If it weren't for the fact that his body had been tempered by the extreme realm, and his defensive power far surpassed that of a martial artist of the same level, his fist would have been abolished long ago after being hit by a one-armed man's kick.

At this time, Ye Feng saw the one-armed man holding an axe and slashing horizontally, and he kicked the ground with both feet, skipping the attack of the long axe.

"Weapons, I'll accompany you with weapons if you use them!"

After the one-armed man's kick, Ye Feng understood that he was not the opponent of the one-armed man in terms of strength alone, what should he do? He had no advantage in strength, Ye Feng thought of the golden light sword.

Fighting is not a blind competition of strength, often weapons and combat skills are the only choice to improve combat effectiveness, the one-armed man is stronger than he is still using weapons, he has no reason not to use.

Ye Feng's heart moved: "Come out, thousands of refining elite soldiers!"

(To be continued)