He Fang knew that the little dog Yifeng was very strong.

The realm must be higher than her.

During this period of time, she has actually found a few veteran grandmasters.

I don't dare to say that it is a steady victory, but there are definitely backs and forths.

She didn't plan to say that she had to win over the little dog Yifeng, and it would be good to perfectly show some recent progress in martial arts.

"Hmm. It's not a bad thing to play with people a lot.

I'm also quite interested in this tiger bite. ”

Ye Xiaofan nodded in agreement.

For the victory or defeat, there is a long judgment.

He Fang's talent is good, but not long after becoming a grandmaster, the improved He Family Martial Arts and the Eight Styles of Bloody Clothes can't make her ascend to the sky in one step.

While the two were talking.

The attention of the little dog Yifeng has already reached Ye Xiaofan.

Master?

The little dog is full of suspicion.

In terms of age, Ye Xiaofan is not much older than He Fang.

Of course, for this, it is no longer possible to accurately judge the age of whether the appearance is young or not.

Some kung fu can cause premature aging.

And there are some methods that can make people look good.

Judging people by their appearance is what only those who do not enter the martial arts will do.

The pride of the little dog Yifeng is that it is borrowed from the Chinese Taoist Wangqi technique.

Invisible and untouchable "qi" and "god"

If the spirit is strong, if the spirit is weak, if the spirit is gathered, it will be powerful, and if the spirit is scattered, it will be beautiful.

The little dog Yifeng's strange eyes gradually became solemn and was occupied by shock.

Ye Xiaofan's qi and gods, like clouds and mist, gathered and scattered at will, and the breath was ethereal and looming.

He had no way of judging this strange situation.

But he noticed Ye Xiaofan's figure and silhouette.

Perfect.

Even if it is a grandmaster, no matter how well he tempers his body, he will have shortcomings.

The external limb shape, muscle lines, and body fat are the same, and the internal organs are full of flesh and blood......

There is always a place where you can't practice at home.

Then to the standing position, the sitting position, the hands and feet are placed.

There are always weaknesses.

The more the little dog Yifeng looked at it, the more frightened he became.

They bite a tiger and a knife flow, and there is a more mysterious saying that they sit like a tiger and stand like a dragon.

It is said that no matter whether you stand or sit, you can do whatever you want, but you are often able to attack and defend freely, and meet the battle with the best posture.

He always felt like he had done it.

The moment he saw Ye Xiaofan, he knew how wrong he was.

Little dog Yifeng knew at this time that the strongest person in the box was not the young He Fang.

It was the mysterious young man who sat on the throne.

However, he has never been looked down upon by Ye Xiaofan.

He Fang propped up on the table with one hand, and with a flick of his strength, he jumped up directly.

The surging qi and blood and the strong internal strength converged on a kick, like a javelin throw.

The force breaks through the air.

This flying kick tends to be perfect.

The little dog Yifeng nodded secretly, and at this moment he didn't care about judging the strange feeling that the mysterious young man gave him.

Raise your hand and put your right hand into a knife.

The sword was sharp, slashing at He Fang's toes.

Be prepared to hit hard.

He Fang knew that there was a gap in strength, and he wanted to avoid it.

Ten centimeters away, with extremely ingenious skills, he turned his body violently, and the direction of the flying kick was deflected, and the hind foot was thrown out like a long whip.

Kicked the back of the little dog Yifeng fiercely.

Just in time to avoid that slash with a knife.

"Too immature. The offense is insufficient, and the defense is more than enough.

Obviously you're being too cautious. ”

The puppy jumped one meter after a peak, and at the moment of avoiding the whip leg, he approached closely.

The hand knife slashed at He Fang again.

A wisp of escaped knife qi cut off a strand of He Fang's sideburns.

He Fang didn't care about it, the improved version of He Fang's fist had already reached a higher level of power, and its internal strength was also stronger.

More than ten punches were blasted out like lightning, attacking various acupuncture points in the first peak of the little dog.

But every time he was about to succeed, the little dog Yifeng could always exchange injuries for his life, and with a fatal hand knife, forcing He Fang to change his moves.

Otherwise, she can only hurt the puppy Yifeng, and the other party can kill her directly!

She's done everything she can.

The little dog Yifeng also kept his hand, it seemed that it was just for the sake of learning.

Just when He Fang thought so.

He suddenly had a fierce gaze and a killing move.

The power that has been gathered for a long time has turned into a line, accompanied by a wave of air like a tiger's roar.

The sword qi slashed at He Fang's neck through the air.

The distance between the two sides was three meters, and He Fang at the end happened to have the most powerful sword qi.

Sharp and majestic.

Everywhere you go, the walls and murals are densely packed with small scratches.

And this sword aura, as long as it cuts through her major artery, is enough to make a grandmaster near death.

Not to mention that it was enough to cut off the heads of several grandmasters.

He Fang couldn't take it at all.

He Fang's face turned pale, but his body could no longer keep up with the speed of reaction.

I could only watch as the sword qi flooded me.

"Stand down."

Ye Xiaofan's voice came.

He Fang realized it and touched his neck.

I just felt a breeze blowing through my neck.

The neck is not even broken.

And on the wall in front of her, the lamp had split in two.

It's not that the little dog Yifeng left his hand.

The little dog Yifeng was stunned, and his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets,

This knife is called Blade Tiger.

went out with a knife, and even he couldn't accept it.

If He Fang can't dodge it himself, if he doesn't have a strong enough master to help resist it.

She will surely die.

The killing move of the little dog Yifeng was actually a temptation made against the young man.

If that young man can't help his disciple defuse the killing move.

It means that this person can't help himself.

And He Fang naturally fell victim to temptation.

The little dog Yifeng actually had a little regret before making a killing move.

"Thank you, Master, for your help."

He Fang came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed to Ye Xiaofan to thank him.

She had palpitations.

She almost died.

Even if the bloody eight-style entry was several times higher, it couldn't save her.

"You are too careless, thinking that the other party is not an enemy, but just a competition.

Or think that if I am by your side, I will definitely not be in danger of my life.

How do you progress with this kind of thinking? ”

Ye Xiaofan's face was displeased, "What's the use of your progress no matter how much you progress, the most important thing to improve is your childish thoughts." ”

He knew very well that He Fang could be more vigilant, at least not die under this sword qi.

He Fang felt more and more guilty and blamed herself.

Bowing deeply again, "What you taught me is that I took it for granted!" ”

Obviously, I want to show off my recent achievements.

Preconceived thought that the other party did not dare to kill him, and thought that the other party only had means of similar power, which was a little negligent.

"Your Excellency, was that sound wave power just now?"

The little dog Yifeng couldn't understand why the sword qi that had condensed ninety percent of his strength suddenly collapsed when the voice sounded.

Ye Xiaofan glanced at him, "No comment, your strength is good, but when I meet some grandmasters, I can only rank in the top of the second rate."

Immediately let that young master Yoshikawa come here. ”

He didn't bother to delve further into the so-called tiger bite stream.

This genre, practiced to the extreme, can only stop at the grandmaster.

The little dog Yifeng was a little reluctant, and at most he left by himself.

Why did you let yourself notify Young Master Yoshikawa to come over?

In case the other party wants to be unfavorable to Young Master Yoshikawa......

But the word "no" could not be spoken.

An inexplicable pressure pressed on his heart and on his body.

Advance and retreat, unable to resist.

It was as if there was a vacuum belt all around, suffocating him.

The puppy broke out in a cold sweat, and used all his strength to squeeze out the word "good".

The mysterious aura like a mountain in all directions suddenly dispersed.

As if it was just his delusion.