On the Martial Fighting Peak, every time the martial arts platform is opened, there will be previous disciples who come to take charge. The responsible disciple has the right to terminate the competition if the winner has been scored.

However, since it is a competition, there will always be unexpected situations. As the Dead Art says, there are no eyes in the fists and feet. Although it cannot harm life, it is not uncommon to have cases of serious injury or even disability. Therefore, as long as you stand on the martial arts platform, it is still somewhat dangerous.

Martyrdom is one of the few recognized geniuses of this year. The strength of his battle qi may not be as strong as Ren Ran, but it will definitely not be too far behind. During the Great War of the North and South, Zhao Yifeng was almost unmatched with his predecessor. Therefore, the Grim Art did not take him seriously, even if it knew that he had comprehended the rudiments of the realm.

And after a month, facing a genius of this level again, Zhao Yifeng's senses have undergone earth-shaking changes. The oncoming "momentum" has been dissolved by the confidence and self-confidence exuded by itself. On the contrary, from the disdainful gesture of the funeral arts, he could even catch a flaw.

He was extremely disgusted with the art of death. Now that you have stepped on the martial arts platform, there is no need to be polite.

In the playful eyes of the martyrdom, Zhao Yifeng took the lead. As soon as his mind moved, the Yin Yang Mother Qi Disk rotated extremely quickly, and the battle qi became active in an instant, and the strength of the late stage of the qi battle level was also fully revealed.

"Oh my God! He actually broke through to the battle spirit level, it is unbelievable! ”

Someone was surprised.

"Didn't you say that the Heavenly Dragon Babu Formation focused on the sublimation exercises? Why has his strength improved so rapidly? ”

There are also doubts.

The little fat man on the side couldn't help but secretly admire: "I see! No wonder he was able to comprehend the rudiments of the realm, and his strength had skyrocketed so much. ”

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. When the Funeral Shu was still thinking about how to humiliate Zhao Yifeng, the latter's fist had already come closer. This scene really shocked the martial arts, he didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast. Without the slightest mental preparation, he could only choose to block.

"100 pages exploding!"

Zhao Yifeng didn't have the slightest intention of temptation, and used his combat skills as soon as he came up.

After the tempering of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Formations, and the blessing of the Yin and Yang Heavenly Dragon Formula. When he used this trick again, there was no longer any need to test his character, and when he came up, he stacked six times the strongest "Hundred Pages" attack power.

"Bang!" With a bang, the defense that the Death Shu hastily organized couldn't withstand Zhao Yifeng's critical attack at all. The fist shook open the arm of the Dead Artist and slammed it into his face.

"Hum..."

There was an uproar around the martial arts platform. Everyone didn't expect that with just one face, the corpse would be slapped in the face.

Zhao Yifeng's punch definitely has the ability to leapfrog the challenge, and he was directly hit in the face. I saw that the art was blasted out like a cannonball, and then smashed to the ground, until it slid to the edge of the martial arts platform.

"Haha, win!"

Seeing this, Zhou Tao couldn't help laughing. The disciples of the North Pavilion cheered even more. In their opinion, such a bursting punch hit the face, and whoever came had to lie down.

"You're rejoicing too soon. Although the pink eye is annoying, its strength should not be underestimated. Even if there is mental arithmetic or not, it is impossible to defeat it so easily. ”

Looking at the excited crowd, the little fat man shook his head and said.

Sure enough, with a loud laugh in the ring, the corpse wiped the blood from his mouth and slowly got up.

"Good, good! That's what makes it interesting. ”

The red clothes are covered with dust, and the red eyes are shining. In the face of Zhao Yifeng's all-out blow, the Death Technique could only use the ability of the Enchanting Eye to transfer part of the damage to his Nine-Eyed Red Charm, which avoided serious injuries. At this moment, he was completely killed.

Seeing that the Funeral Technique stood up again, the Xuan Pavilion disciples were also excited. The previous blow really scared them.

The murderous intent gradually rose, and the art of death was no longer nonsense. His bloody eyes flashed, and his figure killed Zhao Yifeng like a ghost.

With a successful blow, Zhao Yifeng did not dare to be careless at all. In terms of fighting spirit, the other party always presses himself. Besides, he still has that weird bloody eyes and nine-eyed monsters, and he can't afford to slack off.

The heart was racing, and the attacks of the Dead Spell followed. Its palms turned into sharp claws, intertwining with claw marks in the sky, intending to tear apart its opponents.

Narrowly avoiding a few fatal claw blows, the Yin Yang Mother Qi Disk in Zhao Yifeng's body rotated wildly. The soft properties of the Yin and Yang Heavenly Dragon Jue permeate the major meridians. Punched and attacked, and took a lot of strength away for him.

The movements of the corpse are fast, and the figure is elusive. Even Ziying couldn't get rid of it easily, and Zhao Yifeng was immediately entangled by him.

The movements of the corpse are flickering left and right, up and down with their hands. The claws whistled like steel knives, fierce and ferocious. For this deadly attack, Zhao Yifeng did not choose to be hard, but to unload the force with skill and overcome the rigid with softness. This is the way of Tai Chi that Bruce Lee told him, and now it is very compatible with the Yin and Yang Heavenly Dragon Formula.

For a time, although the offensive of the Death Technique was fierce, it had little effect. On the other hand, Zhao Yifeng has a kind of mellow and free when he is strong and he is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills. It can't help but make people's eyes shine.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, blood flashed in the ghost's eyes, shooting directly into Zhao Yifeng's eyes.

The sudden, bloody eyes made his hairs stand on end. The next moment, a feeling of fear rose in his heart, as if something terrible was about to devour him.

"Not good!"

Even though he had expected it in his heart, in this kind of high-speed confrontation, he was still unable to prevent it.

In an instant, the offensive and defensive balance between the two sides was broken. Taking advantage of Zhao Yifeng's fear, the corners of his mouth outlined a touch of ruthlessness. I saw him cross his claws and tear them in reverse, and Zhao Yifeng's chest suddenly staggered out a few bloody wounds, and the whole person also fell several meters.

"One peak..."

"Senior brother..."

A series of exclamations sounded, and Zhou Tai and the other outer pavilion disciples instantly became nervous.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. Looking at Zhao Yifeng, who was embarrassed and wounded, his face was cold, and his bloody eyes were even more red, staring at the front deadly.

Zhao Yifeng endured the hot pain in his chest, and was about to forcibly get up, when an indescribable feeling of depression rose in his heart.

"His eyes can continue to perform illusions, messing with my mind!"

Although he no longer went to see the funeral, the feeling of palpitations did not subside. It constantly interfered with his judgment and limited his senses.

"Hmph, waste only deserves to sink in fear."

Before the words fell, the corpse wrist flipped over, his body was like a ghost, and he grabbed Zhao Yifeng again.

The distance between the two is fleeting. Looking at Zhao Yifeng, who didn't have much resistance under the control of the blood eyes, the right claw of the corpse suddenly turned brown-red, and then a cruel sneer sounded: "Blood Shadow Soul Hooking Hand!" ”

In an instant, outside the brown-red blood claws, a faint white mist evaporated. As if looking at prey, he walked slowly.

Seeing this scene, Ren Ran frowned and said, "The Blood Shadow Soul Hooker of the Red Blood Mei Clan? ”

Hearing this, the little fat man and the others all cast inquiring glances at him.

Ren Ran glanced at Ziying, and then explained, "Previously, after Senior Sister Ziying fought with her, out of curiosity, I asked the master about some of the circumstances of the martyrdom. I learned that he was a member of the Red Blood Mei Clan. This race has a characteristic that from the time they are conceived in their mother's womb, they coexist and parasitize with some kind of evil spirit, and then grow together. At first, the evil spirit will be a lot stronger than the parasitic body, and it is a good combat power and hole card. Therefore, the people of the Red Blood Mei Clan, in addition to using their own cultivation to drive the growth of the Blood Charm, will also try their best to make the Blood Charm stronger..."

"Isn't that normal? Although this kind of parasitic cultivation method is disgusting, it is undeniable that this is indeed a great battle force. ”

The little fat man wondered.

Ren Ran looked at the brown-red bloody hand of the Dead Technique, and said patiently: "His bloody hand is called the Blood Shadow Soul Hooking Hand. If he catches it, those who are not good in divine sense will be directly caught and take out part of the soul origin. At the lightest, the strength plummets, and the worst becomes stupid. And this part of the soul origin that has been captured is the best tonic for the evil spirits. ”

"What did you say?"

After listening to his words, the little fat man was immediately not calm.

According to Ren Ran's statement, once Zhao Yifeng is caught, the consequences will be unimaginable. In order to avoid a tragedy, he had to come to the stage to stop this fight.

However, when he was about to act, Ren Ran pressed his shoulder with one hand and whispered, "If you care, you will be chaotic." In my opinion, he seems to have the means. ”

Just when the little fat man was suspicious, the martial arts on the martial arts platform suddenly sped up his pace, and his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Zhao Yifeng.

With the skill of martyrdom, this distance is almost fleeting. In the next second, the brown-red bloody hand had already grabbed Zhao Yifeng's neck.

"Be careful!"

It was too late for the little fat man to come to the rescue, so he had to remind him loudly.

However, just when the Grimace thought it was all over. Zhao Yifeng, who had been standing still, suddenly raised his head and glared back at the martyrdom fiercely. In an instant, a strange feeling poured into the Death Technique's brain, and then a brief stinging pain appeared in his bloody eyes.

"Illusion backlash, how is it possible?"

The corpse was shocked, and his face was incredulous.

Looking at Zhao Yifeng again, two glimmers of light shot out of his eyes. It is one of the three forms of the prototype of the realm in the Heavenly Dragon Babu Array, the Tai Chi Heart Eye born from the combination of yin and yang.

Seeing this, Ren Ran nodded appreciatively.

This scene came so quickly that the corpse was completely defenseless. In his consciousness, Zhao Yifeng should have fallen into a deep illusion and couldn't resist. And the momentary stagnation of the art of death is indeed an excellent opportunity for Zhao Yifeng to fight back.

The Blood Shadow Soul Hooker grabbed it by inertia, but it didn't touch anything. After Zhao Yifeng dodged away, he suddenly punched out, and it was the "three-stage break" that even Ren Ran praised. With his current strength to urge, it is no longer the same.

This punch hit the left arm of the martyrdom. He only felt that his arm was smashed with a heavy hammer, and his bones squeaked, and the whole person was beaten backwards.

Shaking his head, he finally suppressed the effect of regurgitation on his eyes. Just as he was about to fight back, an inexplicable force suddenly exploded on his shoulder.

"What's that?"

The martial arts were already shocked, and hurriedly mobilized the battle qi to resist. The dantian cyclone rotated rapidly, converging towards the left shoulder in a steady stream to resist this sudden external force.

The condensed battle qi was mixed with a blood-colored energy, turning into an invisible prison at the left shoulder. Before that force was about to explode, it was finally sealed and obliterated.

It's just that before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, something strange appeared in his heart again.

"This energy, when?"

Looking at Zhao Yifeng again, the art of martyrdom finally became a little jealous.