readx;? The martial madman returned to the middle of the stone forest, his face sinking like water, and his momentum was compelling. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Everyone was silent, even Ye Feng, who had the upper hand in the previous battle, subconsciously closed his mouth at this time, pretending to be an honest child.

Strength, this is the strength of the naked.

With enough strength, there is enough freedom!

A martial madman can capture people to fight with him at will, or he can limit his strength to fight at will, or he can even lose the battle willfully, this is the freedom of the strong.

Ye Feng is self-aware, the second-order Dacheng's glazed jade body is a little stronger than a martial madman, but in terms of overall strength, he can't catch up with a finger of others now, and the gap is too big.

Of course, in his only dominant body, Ye Feng will never admit defeat.

He slowly ran the true yuan, warming his hot muscles, ready to meet the battle of the martial madman again, the previous battle stopped halfway, and the winner was not yet decided.

The martial madman's gaze turned to Wang Qianyuan, and he said coldly: "Now it's your turn......

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this was.

Wang Qianyuan was also stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly for a while, and began to stand out.

"I choose fingering. ”

Snort!

The sharp finger wind is staggered between the stone forests, and between the square inches, the air flow is agitated, vertical and horizontal, and it is extremely mysterious.

Wang Qianyuan's strength was weaker than You Miaoyue, but in the battle with the martial madman, he supported it for a longer time than You Miaoyue, and it took a long time before he returned to everyone sweating profusely.

"It's your turn. ”

The martial madman was not red or panting, he didn't pause at all, and looked directly at the sky.

With the first lesson, Li Tianguang didn't dare to say anything more, and shot directly. This time, he performed a little better than the first time, and only lost the seventh move and suffered a hard meal.

Ye Wudao faced the battle helplessly, and he couldn't support ten moves in front of the martial madman, and he was knocked to the ground in a blink of an eye, and an inexplicable force rushed into his body, bringing unspeakable pain.

This kind of pain only acts on the nerves and does not cause any harm to the body, but at this time, Ye Wudao would prefer a martial madman to insert a knife in his body instead of being tormented by this damn pain.

It hurts so much.

It was You Miaoyue's turn soon, she was mentally prepared, she didn't twist and pinch, and directly took the martial madman into the complex stone forest, the blue figure loomed, ethereal and agile to the extreme.

"Boy, how do you feel?" asked Wang Qianyuan.

"Very strong, he's the best I've seen so far. Ye Feng was convinced, full of admiration for the strength of the martial madman.

In his previous life, he stepped on the Dao of Xiuzhen, and the strength of the peak Jindan Realm, purely in terms of combat effectiveness, was not comparable to the current martial madman.

The martial madman is like a bottomless sea, no one can detect his depth, only the mountains can look up.

Ye Feng knew very well that his experience in the third life was a bottleneck after reaching the realm of life and death. These experiences can make him advance by leaps and bounds before the realm of life and death, but after entering the realm of life and death, most of the experience is no longer useful, and he can only rely on himself to grope all the way and stagger forward.

If he wants to continue to maintain a high level of progress, he must continue to accumulate new experiences and insights, and increase his foundation, which can only be accumulated in the future.

Therefore, in the face of such a powerful and amazing martial madman, Ye Feng had already made up his mind to borrow the other party's hand to hone himself fiercely, keep fighting, and continue to accumulate more foundation.

His eyes widened, staring at the erratic figure in the stone forest, his mind spinning, absorbing what was useful to him.

Fighting with the martial madman before, Ye Feng had a lot of insights, but the battle was fierce, and there was no time for him to digest it.

Soon, it was Ye Feng's turn to appear, and he still chose to fight in the flesh.

The fierce battle lasted for a full hour, and it was still a dead end, and the martial madman automatically interrupted the battle and started the next wave.

Ye Feng felt that his strength had improved significantly, and his fighting style had also been influenced by the martial madman, and he gradually became refined and concise, but even so, he still couldn't defeat the martial madman, and the other party was also improving, and he also absorbed the advantages of Ye Feng and integrated it into his body.

It's like a balance, you add a little weight, I add a little bit on my side, and always keep the balance in a delicate balance.

The battle continues.

After turning over and over again, the martial madman was like a spinning top, fighting Ye Feng and others by himself, which was terrifying.

Li Tianguang and Ye Wudao were already depressed, even Ye Feng didn't have time to think, as soon as the battle ended, they forcibly endured the pain and forcibly let themselves enter a state of selflessness in order to recover the energy consumption caused by continuous battles.

Wang Qianyuan and You Miaoyue's eyes also showed a state of exhaustion, and they were greatly consumed by this battle.

"Brother Ye Feng, this time thanks to you, I dragged the martial madman for an hour every time, so that we could squeeze out a little time to rest, otherwise, I don't know how long I can hold on......"

Wang Qianyuan sighed.

The horror of the martial madman is not as simple as defeating them once or twice, but the martial madman has never rested from beginning to end, just fighting the five of them by himself, one time is not enough, and then again, twice, three times, four times, five times......

This jaw-dropping toughness is what makes the martial madman so creepy, he is like a robot, never tired of fighting.

Wang Qianyuan told Ye Feng one thing, according to legend, the longest record of a martial madman was that he fought for ten days and ten nights, without a minute of rest in between, and he fought many powerhouses in the realm of life and death over and over again.

"What a pervert!" Ye Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

If you don't go crazy, you can't live, and the martial madman is obviously the kind of existence with deep obsession, otherwise he wouldn't have done all this in front of him.

Whether it is friend or foe, good or bad, at least at this moment, Ye Feng is full of respect for the martial madman.

Five days passed before I knew it.

A group of people's breath has become weak, the most unbearable thing is to leave the sky, the whole person is in a trance, like a puppet, looking at the appearance, at least ten years old.

Ye Wudao was no better, looking crumbling.

As for Wang Qianyuan and You Miaoyue, they had already been mentally prepared, and their complexions were a little better, but it was only a little, and their appearance was much haggard.

Ye Feng is much better than the others, although he is also lacking in energy, but at least he is not like the other sluggish appearance of falling when walking.

What shocked Ye Feng the most was that the martial madman really didn't rest at all, he just fought, kept fighting, and it lasted for many days, he was really a god.

"Perverted!" Ye Feng couldn't help but let out an exclamation when he looked at the martial madman who had not been deformed in the slightest and was still so vigorous and powerful.

"No, I can't hold on any longer, I want to sleep, I want to rest......"

The muddy light suddenly roared loudly, but his eyes were extremely hollow, and there was no luster at all.

After shouting twice, he fell to the ground with a "bang" and fell asleep, cleanly.

The martial madman flicked his fingers, and a wisp of feminine true yuan shot into Litianguang's body, this wisp of true yuan could make Litianguang feel the most miserable pain, and help him sober up and regain his strength.

This "wonderful" enjoyment has been tasted several times since Tianguang, and each time he wails in pain, and he is so awake that he can no longer be sober.

But this time, it didn't work.

Although Li Tianguang's face was distorted, revealing a pained expression, his eyes were always closed, and he would rather die than wake up.

This is exhaustion to the extreme, and the simple painful stimulation can no longer shake his sleepiness.

The martial madman was stunned for a moment, and did not continue to look for trouble from Tianguang.

The people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of death.

In the same way, it can be proved that there is no way to make people wake up with a thousand cuts, so they really can't wake up.

On the seventh day, Ye Wudao fell to the ground, and he also couldn't get up, reaching the limit.

On the eighth day, Wang Qianyuan was planted.

On the ninth day, You Miaoyue lay down.

In the end, only Ye Feng was left alone, and he barely insisted.

Martial Maniac is an out-and-out madman, as long as you are not lying down, you must persevere, fight, fight, keep fighting.

There were other people in rotation before, and Ye Feng had some time to rest, but this time only he was left, and he could only fight with the martial madman non-stop.

Cracking sound!

Ye Feng's consciousness became blurred and blurred, and his body only relied on instinct to act.

Without the interference of consciousness, his movements have become simpler and clearer, one move and one style, ruthless and steady, full of strength, and the power is three points greater than when he was awake.

When the martial madman saw the moves, his movements were also clean.

The two of them still can't help anyone.

Ye Feng's strength is greater and stronger, the martial madman has more experience and deeper skills, and for a moment or three, he can't tell the winner at all, so he can only keep fighting.

A day passed, and the two did not stop

One night later, the two were still fighting

A new day has passed, and the two are still fighting......

Ye Feng felt that he was extremely tired, his body strength was gradually weakening, the pressure he felt was getting bigger and bigger, his limbs were weak and he couldn't lift any strength, and he didn't want to move lazily at all.

But when he was exhausted to the extreme, Ye Feng suddenly became excited, his eyes opened, and he burst out with a violent essence, and he sobered up inexplicably.

He didn't know how long he would be able to maintain this lucidity, maybe it would be a return to the light, and his consciousness would soon fall into a daze again.

Therefore, taking advantage of this sober opportunity, he must let the martial madman separate the winner and lose, and he can't drag it out any longer. If you drag it out any longer, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to defeat your opponent again.

In any case, I must win today.

Ye Feng's eyes were firm and he made a decision.

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