"Brother Zhengcheng has been promoted to the ninth rank of Shipin?"

"Breaking through when it is approaching, this is definitely not a good thing for Yang Ningfeng!

"Actually, does anyone know Yang Ningfeng's real strength now?"

"Anyway, I can't see it, maybe the patriarch knows it. ”

"Jiuduan Shipin, close to the existence of Shipin, hum, Yang Ningfeng won't be majestic for long this time!"

"I'm still optimistic about Yang Ningfeng, because even the strength of the nine-stage Shipin can't defeat Yang Lei so easily, Yang Lei is an eight-stage Shipin!"

"Do you think that Yang Ningfeng is already a teacher's strength?

"I don't think it's possible. Not long ago, he was a fifth-stage scholar, although now I don't know what the reason is, his strength has suddenly increased by leaps and bounds, and he has increased significantly, but in a month's time, he can't break through from the fifth-stage scholar to the level of the division, right?"

"Hehe, if you can really do this, then you are no longer human, you are a demon!"

"Actually, it's not interesting for us to speculate here. Now Yang Zhengcheng is a nine-dan scholar, if Yang Ningfeng can still win against Yang Zhengcheng, it proves that Yang Ningfeng's strength may be a nine-section scholar now, or it may really be a teacher!"

Yang Zhengcheng's words suddenly aroused the whispers of many people.

"Yang Zhengcheng has actually broken through! Jiuduan Shipin, okay, it just gives me a chance to take a good look at Yang Ningfeng's true strength. Yang Xuanhong's thoughts flashed.

There was no whispering, and there were no two people on stage.

Hearing that Yang Zhengcheng was arrogant that his strength was a nine-dan scholar, Yang Ningfeng only looked a little more solemn, and did not have any fear, and sneered: "What about the nine-section Shipin, I can still beat you down, and you will lose very badly, very badly!", Yang Zhengcheng wants to break his leg, that is equivalent to his life, Yang Ningfeng already has no friendship with Yang Zhengcheng in his heart.

is still the same sentence, what is good to him, he repays it twice. What is bad to him, he will double as well!

"Really, then let's see which of us is miserable!"

Speaking of this, there is no need to say any more, each other has completely torn their faces, although they are of the same race, but now they are endless enemies. Yang Zhengcheng's mouth hooked a cruel arc, and with his arms outstretched, the whole person was already like a sharp sword, rushing towards Yang Ningfeng.

Yang Ningfeng's slightly squinted eyes also widened suddenly, revealing an incomparably sharp light in his eyes, staring at Yang Zhengcheng, just like staring at the demon beast that tore him apart in the blood tiger space, when Yang Zhengcheng rushed closer, Yang Ningfeng slammed on the ground with a fierce kick, and then also rushed forward, with huge strength, so that his shoes and the ring made a rapid friction sound.

The two were approaching rapidly, Yang Zhengcheng snorted coldly again, and the momentum of the rush suddenly fell, and then his footsteps slid to the side, and instantly reached Yang Ningfeng's side, this step was really clean and beautiful, and it was also a wonderful footwork, obviously after fighting with Yang Ningfeng before, he went back to have a deep study of footwork.

But Yang Zhengcheng's change is ingenious, but Yang Ningfeng is better, when Yang Zhengcheng reached his side and didn't have time to make a move, Yang Ningfeng's body moving forward was also abrupt, and he stopped on the spot, and then stretched out his feet without a trace, and turned to Yang Zhengcheng's front again.

Yang Xuanhong, who was watching from the sidelines, immediately looked at him, and his face showed a somewhat solemn look. He had seen Yang Ningfeng's footwork several times, but every time it still gave him a feeling of being subtle, profound, and unfathomable.

Yang Zhengcheng's face also changed, knowing that although he had studied and pondered during this time, he still couldn't figure out Yang Ningfeng's footwork, so he simply felt ruthless in his heart, and at the same time that Yang Ningfeng turned to him, he suddenly exerted force, and his right fist hit Yang Ningfeng's Adam's apple position like thunder.

If he was hit, Yang Ningfeng was immediately suffocated and his life was not guaranteed. Since he is a mortal enemy, of course, he will no longer have the idea of mercy, and if he doesn't make a move, it will be a fatal move.

Just when Yang Zhengcheng's fist attacked, Yang Ningfeng's hand also stretched out suddenly, lightning, like lightning, stretched out like lightning, his left hand flashed, and he grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's fist full of strength, and then followed Yang Zhengcheng's power trajectory forward.

Yang Zhengcheng was taken aback, the center of gravity of the whole person was out of control in an instant, and when he hurriedly nailed his feet to the ground, and wanted to control the body that had lost his center of gravity, Yang Ningfeng's right fist was already the simplest and most direct straight punch in a leopard punch boxing method, and it was as fast as a leopard, and it was struck out as fast as a wind.

Yang Zhengcheng's heart sank, and his left hand turned into a palm and slapped Yang Ningfeng's fist.

However, the fist that was originally a simple one, when it was about to be slapped by Yang Zhengcheng's palm, suddenly lifted it up slightly, just this mention, but it was like a stroke of genius, almost pressing the back of Yang Zhengcheng's palm in an instant, and then slammed forward and smashed straight under Yang Zhengcheng's ribs.

Bang!

The fist smashed under the ribs, making a muffled sound, Yang Zhengcheng's face showed pain, and the whole person was smashed backwards.

But Yang Zhengcheng's hand was still grabbed by Yang Ningfeng, and just as Yang Zhengcheng retreated, Yang Ningfeng's hand that grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's fist suddenly made a round of upward force.

The audience, there was an uproar, and in the shock of everyone, an amazing scene happened!

The second-ranked master of the younger generation of the Yang family, who had just broken through to the ninth stage of Shipin, was full of confidence, and wanted to report that day to tie up Yang Ningfeng, but it was Yang Zhengcheng who was slapped by Yang Wenxuan and hated in shame, and he was picked up by Yang Ningfeng, his feet off the ground, and his body rose uncontrollably.

Rumble!

Just when Yang Zhengcheng was pushed to the top of his head, the violent cold light in Yang Ningfeng's eyes suddenly flickered, his knees sank slightly, and an amazing burst sound suddenly sounded, and the tyrannosaurus fist smashed directly at Yang Zhengcheng's waist and eyes that were picked up by him.

Tyrannosaurus Fist, at this time it may be more appropriate to call this Ascending Dragon Fist.

Fist strength, such an angry dragon out of the sea, soaring into the sky!

Bang!

This punch, when it hit Yang Zhengcheng's waist and eyes, Yang Ningfeng grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's fist and loosened his hand violently, the powerful fist force, two powerful dark impacts, injured flesh, broken bones, and suddenly knocked Yang Zhengcheng upward, when the person was in the air, the sound of Kacha's fracture turned out to be followed by the sound, and several bones on his body were directly smashed and broken by this punch.

"Ahh

The severe pain made Yang Zhengcheng unable to control it anymore, and when he fell from the air, his mouth let out a miserable howl that was both painful and frightened.

"Oh my God, Yang Zhengcheng is already a nine-stage scholar, Yang Ningfeng can still make him lose so quickly, what kind of strength is Yang Ningfeng now!!"

The crowd watching the battle, except for Yang Wenxuan and Yang Wenxiong, who only had a flickering of surprise in their eyes, the other people who didn't know the details of Yang Ningfeng's strength were completely shocked at once!

The opponent who defeated the strength of the Nine Rank Warriors so easily, even the city lord Tang Gubei, who came to watch the battle, was known as the existence of the number one master in Wu Ning City, and his face was slightly moved at this time. At the same time, the light in his eyes flashed, and a resolute look appeared, as if this moment had made him make up some major determination.

"If you want to break one of my legs, then I want two of your legs!"

Looking at Yang Zhengcheng who fell downward, Yang Ningfeng looked murderous, and the words that made Yang Zhengcheng's soul burst out from between his teeth.

"I ...... Ahh

Yang Zhengcheng felt from Yang Ningfeng's tone that this guy dared to say and do, so he thought of the tragic fate of his two broken legs, and finally he was completely frightened, opened his mouth, and screamed.

However, it was a cry of pain!

Yang Ningfeng suddenly jumped up, and then smashed a fist on Yang Zhengcheng's thigh, with a severe pain, so that Yang Zhengcheng couldn't even say what he wanted to admit defeat, which turned into a scream.

But this is just the beginning, just when it smashed on Yang Zhengcheng's thigh, Yang Ningfeng suddenly reached out with both hands, grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's shirt with his left hand, grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's pants with his right hand, and then pressed down vigorously, and at the same time, Yang Ningfeng's right knee rose up.

Kacha, the right leg was heavily pressed against Yang Zhengcheng's thigh, and the sound of fractures sounded, and one of Yang Zhengcheng's left legs was directly fractured!

One leg was broken, and the sharp pain that penetrated the bone marrow made Yang Zhengcheng almost faint.

Yes!

The screams were terrible.

"One more!"

But Yang Ningfeng ignored Yang Zhengcheng's screams, as if he hadn't heard it, his face was extremely indifferent, and his hands that grabbed Yang Zhengcheng's clothes and lifted them up violently, the next target was to break Yang Zhengcheng's right leg.

Break your legs and do what you say.

"Don't!"

Seeing this on stage, Yang Zhengcheng's guy finally woke up from the shock, and slowly panicked and exhaled.

"Condensation!"

Among them, there are also many people that Yang Ningfeng values more in his heart.

"I throw in the towel!"

Because of the exclamations of these people, Yang Ningfeng paused slightly, and at this moment, Yang Zhengcheng finally found an opportunity, and spit out these three words from his mouth completely in the form of a roar, roaring in horror, roaring with all his might, afraid that even the strength he used to drink milk was used to roar these three words.

If you don't roar, you can't do it, if you don't roar, it's just a little quieter, this guy is a demon at all, and he will really break his other leg. If you break another leg, even if you are cured in the future, it will affect your cultivation even more in the future. This is the most lethal for a martial artist with strong self-esteem.

If Yang Ningfeng was going to take his life now, maybe Yang Zhengcheng was not so afraid.

It's not terrible to die, it's a hundred, the most terrible thing is that life is worse than death, helping to steal life, and living with cold eyes and ridicule, which is unacceptable to Yang Zhengcheng, who has a lot of self-esteem!

Suddenly, he kind of understood what Yang Ningfeng's mood was like when he was regarded as a waste before!

"Throw in the towel?"

But Yang Zhengcheng, who had just shouted out to admit defeat, then heard Yang Ningfeng's indifferent whisper.

"Don't ......"

Yang Zhengcheng's heart trembled violently, this whisper was full of indifference and murderous intent, he knew what Yang Ningfeng was going to do, he screamed in fear, and struggled desperately.