Biting the tip of his tongue, Ling Feng tried hard to wake himself up, the stinging pain in his left shoulder made it difficult for Ling Feng's left hand to move, at this time Sha Fei stabbed another shot, where did Ling Feng dare to resist, and he stepped on the "Snow Treading Traceless Ethereal Step" to move away instantly, how to fight back against Sha Fei at high speed in his mind.

If you don't fight back at this time, then what is waiting for Ling Feng will be in a different place, but how to fight back has become a problem, and now that the weapon is destroyed, the strength has instantly fallen to the fifth grade, which makes Ling Feng, who is already at a disadvantage, even worse.

The high-speed operation in his brain is thinking about decision-making, and he does not stop at his feet, and the strength of "stepping on the snow without a trace and ethereal steps" is close to Xiaocheng, and he constantly wanders around Sha Fei's body, but he always maintains a safe distance.

Looking at Ling Feng who kept running, Sha Fei was a little at a loss for a while, and he didn't know how to start, although the realm was much higher than Ling Feng, but when it came to footwork, Sha Fei was very inferior, so he could only watch Ling Feng continue to appear and disappear.

But Sha Fei also knew that Ling Feng would definitely not last long, after all, these anti-heaven martial arts must be extremely spiritually draining, and it would not be long before the spiritual power in his body would dry up, and he would be left to his own slaughter.

I have to say that Sha Fei's experience is terrifying, just a slight guess to point to the point, although the "Walking on the Snow without a Trace Wandering Step" is very against the sky, but the disadvantages are too great, that is, it consumes too much spiritual power, and ordinary people are afraid that if they support a few back and forth, their spiritual power will be exhausted.

Ling Feng's meridians were extremely wide, and they could accommodate more spiritual power than ordinary people, but around this, Ling Feng was already powerless at this time, and his speed began to slowly decrease.

Sha Fei saw the opportunity, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing an evil smile, and the scar on his face trembled and looked hideous.

The pupils in his eyes shrank, Sha Fei picked up the head of the spear fiercely, and the tip of the spear stabbed straight at Ling Feng who was running, without enough spiritual power support, Ling Feng was almost exposed, plus the serious injuries on his body, the speed was only a little faster than running.

Feeling the spear coming, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then his speed suddenly skyrocketed, instantly turning into an afterimage.

Sha Fei's spear pierced through the space and stabbed Ling Feng directly, the spear pierced Ling Feng's afterimage very smoothly, and Sha Fei stopped after cutting through the afterimage, an ominous premonition came to his heart, Sha Fei's eyes glared fiercely, and he hurriedly turned around, but it seemed to be too late.

The moment he turned his head, Sha Fei only saw Ling Feng deafly pulling his left arm and hitting him with his right fist, Sha Fei wanted to dodge, but Ling Feng's speed was so fast that before Sha Fei could react, he felt a pain in his back, as if he had been hit by a train.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Sha Fei threw himself forward unobeyedly, the sharp pain made Sha Fei disbelief, and stared at Ling Feng behind him with wide eyes.

It turned out that Ling Feng had already come up with a countermeasure, as long as he got Sha Fei to win the plan, then he was using the power of the Chaos Transformation to bless the five products, as long as Sha Fei was in the plan, then he would punch as fast as possible, presumably even if Sha Fei had copper skin and iron bones, he would have to pay some price!

One qiē seemed to be proceeding according to Ling Feng's plan, Ling Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then trembled his body and walked towards Sha Fei who fell to the ground.

Although he was slapped by Ling Feng, it was not a fatal injury, Sha Fei slowly stood up, and then saw Ling Feng walking towards him, Sha Fei's face was full of disdain, and then he sneered, "Little brute, you don't think that you will seriously hurt me with a slap on my face, sue you, this injury is like a tickle to me, you must die today!"

After saying that, Sha Fei's eyes were cold, and he smashed at Ling Feng with a fist, but Ling Feng didn't seem to see it, and he didn't resist, and continued to walk towards Sha Fei, seeing that Sha Fei was about to run to his side, Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and then he stirred his mouth and secretly shouted, "Burst!"

"Bang!" Sha Fei's face suddenly changed, his figure slowed down, he looked down at his chest, and then raised his head to look at Ling Feng's face full of disbelief.

"Bang!" Another sound, Sha Fei spit out a mouthful of blood, and finally couldn't even stand still, his feet were soft, "Poof!" slammed on the ground, it seemed that at the moment of falling to the ground, Ling Feng heard Sha Fei's incredulous low roar, "How is it possible!"

How could Sha Fei understand the strength of the fist, the advanced martial arts of the god level, and was practiced by Ling Feng to a small level, the strength of the eightfold fist is comparable to the eight knives, the knife is deadly, and the strength of each punch is different, when it comes to the eightfold, it is comparable to the sum of the previous sevenfold, and it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Sha Fei, who fell to the ground, seemed to be "enjoying" the strength of the fist, constantly twitching, and when the eight convulsions were over, Sha Fei was miraculously still alive, but he fell to the ground and kept trembling.

Seeing this scene, all the villagers in the audience were disorganized, and their mouths were wide open, as if they had been awakened in a dream, and their eyes seemed as if they had just groped back from a distant place.

"This~this~This~" Three times in a row, Xiao Liu opened his mouth as big as the mouth of a box, and then he swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if his throat was dry.

Uncle Li frowned, and exhaled heavily, as if it was not Ling Feng but him on the field.

"How~ How is it possible?" The villagers who were close to Sha Fei's side were a little confused, so they stared at Sha Fei unconsciously, as if they had been struck by lightning, and stood there looking at Sha Fei lying on the ground, one move, just one move, although he was ahead before, but at this time he fell to the ground like a dead pig, which subverted their thinking, when would the strongest Sha Fei in the village have this end.

Some villagers slowly looked away from Sha Fei and landed on the black-clothed young man, his emaciated face was slightly immature, and his black eyes flashed with determination, maybe this was the real Ling Feng!

Today, Ling Feng confirmed to the villagers that he was no longer a waste, but a genius, a genius who needed to be looked up to by everyone.

A pale blue light flashed between his hands, and a delicate little dagger appeared in Ling Feng's palm, holding the dagger tightly, Ling Feng slowly stomped forward and walked towards Sha Fei.

"Father, have you seen it? All those who blaspheme you will die! Have you seen it? Your son has his own ability, he doesn't have to rely on others anymore, the child has grown up, do you see?" Ling Feng roared in his heart, his eyes were foggy, as if tears were rolling.

The sharp pain from his body made Ling Feng tremble slightly, trying to make himself sober, Ling Feng tightened his dagger, and finally this day, he could finally use his hand to slash Sha Fei, three months, three months Ling Feng paid too much, paid for what should have been a happy childhood, and the three months of sleeping time probably didn't add up to ten fingers, and the hard cultivation and training every day, no matter the severe cold and heat, these hardships Ling Feng suffered.

Walking in front of Sha Fei, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth trembled, I don't know if it was excitement or what, he raised the dagger, Ling Feng's arm trembled a little, even if the dagger was a little unable to hold it.

Grabbing the dagger, Ling Feng stabbed violently, not as if he was stabbing Sha Fei, but cutting off his own heart knot, a heart knot that had been entangled in his heart for a long time.

The dagger stabbed down in the air at high speed, as if the Grim Reaper was summoned, and at this moment, a loud shout came from behind Ling Feng, "Stop!"