With the sound of clicking, Liu Fatzi's body was full of momentum, and he soon reached the point of a beginner martial spirit.

However, Liu Fatzi's momentum has not stopped, and it is still slowly improving.

Early Martial Spirit ......

Beginner Martial Spirit Middle ......

Late stage of the Beginner Martial Spirit......

Boom! Liu Fatzi's momentum increased suddenly, breaking through the peak of the primary martial spirit and entering the intermediate martial spirit level.

"Intermediate Martial Spirit!" Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and his face was a little ugly: "It turned out to be a secret method to improve strength." ”

All the disciples came back to their senses and looked at Liu Fatzi in shock.

"It is worthy of the second young master of the Liu family, and his hand is so big. A teenager exclaimed.

"The secret method to improve the strength was originally the strength of the beginner-level martial spirit, which was a cut above the seventh tyrant, and now the secret method has reached the level of the middle-level martial spirit after the secret method has been improved, and there is a certain gap in strength!"

"The gap in strength is huge, and I don't know if the seventh overlord can defeat Liu Ershao. Another teenager spoke.

Liu Fatzi's middle-level martial spirit momentum was released in a terrifying way, and all the gravel all over the ground was blown away, and with a stretch of his right hand, a violent fighting spirit gushed out, instantly sucking the blood-red serrated long knife under the deep pit into his hand, and a hideous smile appeared on his face: "Ye Feng, this is what you asked for." ”

Holding the dragon scale knife tightly in his hand, a faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's pale face, and he said lightly: "Fat Liu, you can't help but think too highly of yourself." ”

"You can defeat the beginner-level martial spirit, but I don't believe that you can defeat the middle-level martial spirit, the huge gap in strength is irreparable. Fat Liu smiled fiercely and yelled.

Gently flipping the dragon scale knife in his hand, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned slightly, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and a sharp light burst out: "Then let you have a long experience!"

Without warning, Liu Fatzi's huge body suddenly flickered and disappeared in place, and the rubble in place exploded in an instant.

"Ground-level low-level martial arts, Blue Light Wind Devouring Palm!"

Liu Fatzi's figure just disappeared, accompanied by Liu Fatzi's loud shout, a huge palm print with a height of two meters instantly appeared above the huge pit between the two, and the palm print was surrounded by a faint blue light, which contained violent energy, and the palm print crossed the sky, with a sharp whistling sound, and the speed was extremely fast towards the opposite Ye Feng bombardment.

The distance of four or five zhang between the two was almost fleeting, and as soon as the huge palm print appeared, the next moment it appeared in front of Ye Feng, the two-meter-high huge palm print suddenly pressed down with an unparalleled oppressive force, and the air seemed to stagnate.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted slightly, his left palm quickly lifted, his palm turned into a fist, and the fighting qi in his body ran wildly, and the fist instantly lit up with shining golden light, and the golden light quickly became rich, exuding a sharp and violent aura, and finally condensed into a violent golden fist.

"Break it for me!"

The huge palm print came with a terrifying sound of breaking the air, Ye Feng shouted, the terrifying physical power exploded instantly, the muscles of the left arm contracted, and the infinite power contained under the seemingly thin arm suddenly burst out, and the golden fist aimed at the huge palm print in front of him and bombarded it fiercely.

The golden fist slammed into the huge palm print, boom! The wind was flying in the sky, and the violent and terrifying impact sent the gravel all over the ground swept out by the wind.

Ye Feng's shoulders moved slightly, and he still stood firm with a slight sway, his eyes sharpened to find the figure of Liu Fatzi.

After Liu Fatzi's strength was improved to a mid-level martial spirit, even his speed had increased a lot, and with the effect of his body martial arts, he was not inferior to Ye Feng's speed at all, and he left afterimages everywhere in the field.

Bang! The Broken Gold Fist burst out strongly, and Liu Fatzi just dodged to Ye Feng's side and was about to attack, but in the face of the strong Broken Gold Fist, he could only dodge it and quickly dodge.

"There is not much fighting energy in the body, and it looks like the battle is going to be resolved quickly. Ye Feng's face turned a little pale, and he muttered softly.

Liu Fatzi also seemed to see the huge consumption of fighting energy in Ye Feng's body, and a hideous smile appeared on his face: "If you delay like this, Ye Feng, you will definitely be hit hard in my hands." ”

"Don't think too absolutely. Ye Feng smiled faintly, tightened the dragon scale knife in his hand, and the boundless domineering sword intent slowly emanated.

The body relaxed slightly, Ye Feng let the somewhat sore muscles of his body rest, and at the same time, his eyes stared sharply at the constantly flickering shadow.

"Don't waste your scheming! Ye Feng, the world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable! You just wait to be consumed by me!" Liu Fatzi laughed hideously and wandered on the arena.

"So insidious. A teenager around the arena gasped.

"Liu Ershao is a middle-level martial spirit, and of course he has an advantage in fighting spirit. Another teenager spoke.

"If you can't win a head-on battle, you can use this obscene method. "Another teenager is disdainful.

The arena entered a stalemate, Liu Fatzi used his powerful speed to constantly dodge, leaving many afterimages on the arena, and he continued to attack Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood firmly in place, his sharp eyes followed the figure and flickered, his body continued to rotate, his left fist was surging, the golden fist and Liu Fatzi had a fierce confrontation, and there were constant explosions on the field.

Gradually, after a long time of attacking, Ye Feng didn't seem to have any signs of exhausting his fighting energy, Liu Fatzi began to get a little anxious, and while flickering, he said fiercely: "Ye Feng, your time of death has arrived." ”

Liu Fatzi's figure kept changing and flickering in the arena, rushing towards Ye Feng, and at the same time, the jagged blood-red long knife in his hand was raised, and the fighting spirit lingered, and the long knife suddenly lit up with a dazzling blood red, with the injection of fighting energy, the blood red gradually became richer, and the dazzling blood-red light continued to spray thin on the blade, and the terrifying aura of Shura's purgatory-like destruction of the world was surging out, and everyone was shocked.

The corners of his mouth twitched, a smile floated, Ye Feng tightened the dragon scale knife in his hand, his whole body was surging and boiling, and it ran wildly, the dragon scale knife crossed a strange curve in the air and raised it high, and the sharp and matchless blade shone with brilliant white light in the sun, and the aura emitted was chilling.

The dragon scale knife kept devouring the fighting qi in Ye Feng's body like a bottomless pit, and a faint fighting spirit lingered on the blade of the dragon scale knife, poof! As the fighting qi gathered to a certain extent, a sharp and domineering aura on the dragon scale knife erupted, forming a terrifying knife with a length of three or four meters on the blade of the dragon scale knife, hissing! The knife continued to spray thin, and the sharp knife gang seemed to be about to cut the air.

The huge arc-shaped blade on the dragon scale knife had already taken shape, and the sharp, indestructible aura slowly dispersed.

"Blood-colored purgatory!" Liu Fatzi's figure flickered and kept advancing, and finally he suddenly roared, and the blood-red long knife in his hand slashed down with a terrifying momentum like mountain suppression, and the blood-red light seemed to form a blood-colored purgatory, surging all over the world, and everywhere he passed, the boundless blood red was terrifying.

At the moment when Liu Fatzi took out the knife, Ye Feng's eyes condensed at the same time, and his excellent dynamic vision instantly captured Liu Fatzi's move.

The terrifying knife on the dragon scale knife in his hand spurted thin, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened, the muscles of his whole body instantly contracted, and then suddenly burst out, and the terrifying power contained in it was transmitted to the right hand, and the seemingly thin right arm suddenly burst out, and the powerful and incomparable terrifying power erupted.

"Twenty heavy blows to the sky!" In an instant, Ye Feng felt the limit of his strength, and without hesitation, he shot with all his strength, and with a loud shout, the dragon scale knife in his right hand suddenly slashed down.

The dragon scale knife slashed down with a power that seemed to destroy the world, and the huge arc-shaped blade broke away from the blade, instantly cutting through a short distance, and slammed into the blood-red world in front of it.

The blood-red purgatory dragged the blood-red tail across the sky, the incomparably sharp and huge blade tore through the air, and two extremely terrifying breaths erupted from the two rays of light, and the space trembled faintly, as if it could not withstand such a violent attack.

"Wow!" all the disciples widened their eyes, exclaimed, and their fighting spirit turned around, sealing their ears, burying their heads one by one, covering their ears, and not looking directly at the incomparably terrible collision.

After waiting for a while, all the disciples were slightly stunned, the expected terrifying collision did not happen, everyone raised their heads, and then their eyes widened, their faces full of shock.

Almost at the moment of contact, the indestructible sharp Dao Gang exuded a terrifying aura, and the huge arc-shaped Dao Gang cut the blood-red world directly, and the blood-red in the sky was forcibly divided into two halves, and the incomparably sharp huge arc-shaped Dao Gang was unimpeded in the blood-red purgatory, and bombarded Liu Fatzi in the rear.

Liu Fatzi's eyes widened, and then he reacted quickly, a touch of fear appeared on his face, he screamed in horror, and then quickly dodged to the side.

A crisp voice sounded, and with this sound, a blood-drenched arm and a blood-red long knife flew into the air.

Blood sprayed all over the sky, and the arm and blood-red knife fell to the ground with a thud.

Fat Liu fell to his knees weakly, his eyes were distracted, the muscles on his face were twisted, and he was just looking at the right arm stupidly, and at his right shoulder, blood gushed out wildly and overflowed all over the ground.

Ye Feng's face was even paler, and his right hand holding the dragon scale knife trembled slightly, but there was a faint smile on his face.