Watching the three of them talk to themselves, Zhang Yi suddenly understood what the three of them wanted to fight, and after carefully looking at Feng Yueling, he laughed and said: "Isn't this Miss Fengjia? I entered Qingyunmen a few years ago, right? I almost forgot about this stubble, but unfortunately, Feng Zhen is not saved." ”

Feng Yueling glared at Zhang Yi angrily and pursed her lips tightly.

The one-armed powerhouse looked at Ye Feng and said, "Please." ”

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Leave it to me!"

The one-armed powerhouse then turned his head to look at Feng Yueling and said: "Time is urgent, we can't waste time anymore, first destroy the formation, because this formation has some other prohibitions, it is more difficult to destroy, and then destroy the blood cocoon." ”

Feng Yueling nodded slightly.

The one-armed strong man's figure swept towards the four or five blood cocoons on the right, and Feng Yueling's figure also flashed, sweeping towards the foundation of the formation everywhere.

Zhang Yi was suddenly furious, his figure rushed towards the two of them, and shouted violently: "If you want to destroy the formation, with me Zhang Yi here, don't succeed." "Boom, Zhang Zhou's body was full of momentum, and his violent momentum suddenly skyrocketed, pressing towards the one-armed powerhouse and Feng Yueling.

Whew, when Zhang Yi rushed towards the two, there was suddenly one more person in the middle, it was Ye Feng, Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Zhang Yi, your opponent is me." ”

Zhang Yi grinned, the long terrible scar made the fierce face look particularly hideous, the violent and violent momentum was released all over the body, boom, the terrifying momentum pressed towards Ye Feng, at the same time, the body still rushed towards Ye Feng quickly, the whole body fighting qi ran violently, the right fist was full of fighting energy, exuding an earthy yellow light, boom, the violent and terrifying fighting spirit was constantly brewing, Zhang shouted in his mouth: "Xuan-level low-level martial arts, earth splitting fist." "Boom, the earthy yellow light was a little thicker, and it suddenly exploded, and the momentum bombarded towards Ye Feng violently, and the surging and violent wind was overwhelming, almost drowning Ye Feng in the sea of fighting energy.

The pressure on Ye Feng's body skyrocketed, Zhang Yi's terrifying momentum made Ye Feng feel the pressure, Zhang Yi's strength had reached the Cheng Dù of a high-level martial artist, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a solemn color, looking at the aggressive Zhang Yi, and laughed loudly: "Zhang Yi, it seems that you are much more powerful than Zhang San." ”

Boom, Ye Feng is also full of momentum, the invisible momentum greeted Zhang Yi, the whole body fighting qi ran wildly, the blue light on the right fist condensed, and the violent fighting spirit continued to condense on the right fist, boom, Ye Feng kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, his body was like an arrow off the string, and he quickly met Zhang Yi's ground-splitting fist, boom, the right fist swung out, and the surging wind opened its teeth and claws and bombarded Zhang Yi's ground-splitting fist.

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched a trace of disdain and said, "Zhang San, that idiot, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have let you find out here." The momentum remained unchanged, and he attacked Ye Feng viciously.

Boom, the earthy yellow light collided with the cyan light, as if a comet hit the earth, the violent energy collided, the afterglow overflowed everywhere, the violent afterglow rolled up the blood pool next to it, and the blood-red demonic blood kept tumbling in the blood pool, as if it was boiling even more.

In the center of the collision, the two fists met, boom, Ye Feng only felt a huge and violent fighting spirit surging over, and his body involuntarily took a few steps backwards, the blood in his chest was churning, his throat was sweet, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Yi stood firmly in place, first glanced at Ye Feng in surprise, and then looked at the one-armed powerhouse and Feng Yueling who were destroying the formation, and immediately said angrily: "Don't want to destroy the formation, Zhang Jiu, stop them for me." There was no movement at all in the rear, Zhang Yi turned his head to look at the junior martial artist behind him, only to see that the back was empty, and he faintly saw a figure running away in the cave, his face couldn't help but be gloomy, and he yelled: "Zhang Jiu, you fucking stupid, you have been planted with a blood god primer, and escaping is just a dead end." ”

Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Zhang Yi, the Zhang family's conspiracy is destined to be crushed, Zhang Jiu is afraid of death and has fled first, if you don't leave, I will definitely let you die on the spot." ”

Zhang Yi looked at Ye Feng with a gloomy face, a terrifying smile appeared on his hideous face, and he laughed and said: "Little rabbit cub, just because you, a beginner-level martial artist, dare to say such a big thing, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue? "Boom, Zhang Yi's high-level martial artist's speed unleashed, and he rushed towards Ye Feng again.

As soon as Ye Feng's divine sense moved, the sharp dragon scale knife appeared in his hand, looking at Zhang Yi who rushed over like a heavy tank, the dragon scale knife was raised, boom, the golden light skyrocketed, the bright and gorgeous golden light rendered the surroundings as bright as day, the golden light continued to erupt on the dragon scale knife, and the majestic and turbulent fighting spirit was condensed on the dragon scale knife, exuding a terrifying and huge atmosphere.

Zhang Yi's hideous face showed a hint of surprise, and then another punch bombarded him, boom, the earthy yellow light was obviously a little stronger than just now, surging in the air towards Ye Feng.

Boom, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly struck, his fighting spirit exploded, and a small air vortex appeared under his feet, boom, the speed exploded instantly, and he quickly arrived not far in front of Zhang Yi in the blink of an eye, and then looked at the earthy yellow light that was bombarded by him, and shouted: "Phantom Shattered Barren Mountain." With a wave of his right arm, boom, the brilliant and gorgeous golden light crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and the surging and majestic golden light bombarded towards the violent earthy yellow light in front of him.

Boom, the earth-shattering collision of the earthy yellow light and the golden light, this time both sides took out all their strength, boom, the strength continued to squeeze and collide, boom, burst out again, boom, a huge explosion, the violent collision wind swept away.

Ye Feng and Zhang Yi, who were in the center, spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their bodies flew out upside down, bang, and fell to the ground at the same time, Ye Feng's mouth was slightly numb, and the dragon scale knife in his hand could no longer hold it in mid-air and fell to the ground.

The two wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths at the same time, got up with difficulty, and Zhang Yi looked at Ye Feng viciously and said, "I didn't expect your kid to have some skills." ”

Ye Feng smiled faintly, leaned over and was about to pick up the dragon scale knife on the ground, boom, Zhang Yi, who was standing in place, suddenly burst into shape, a vicious smile appeared on his hideous face, and he smiled: "Boy, if you want to pick up a knife, is it so easy?" Haha, Xuan-level low-level body martial arts, fast wind step. "Boom, Zhang Yi's speed skyrocketed, almost just as Ye Feng's hand was about to touch the dragon scale knife, a strong and violent wind suddenly bombarded towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, so fast! This Zhang Yi actually also has a body martial art, the Xuan-level low-level Wind Step, he didn't have time to pick up the dragon scale knife on the ground, and his body retreated, but unfortunately, Zhang Yi's speed is already relatively fast, coupled with the bonus of the Xuan-level low-level martial art Wind Step, Zhang Yi's speed is not far from Ye Feng's speed.

Ye Feng's body retreated quickly, but Zhang Yi smiled hideously, his right hand made a fierce effort, and slammed straight on Ye Feng's left shoulder, with a snort, the black clothes on his left shoulder were grabbed into pieces, Zhang Yi's right claw scratched five blood marks on Ye Feng's right shoulder, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound.

Sweat oozed from Ye Feng's forehead, his face was slightly distorted, and his retreating figure stopped, looking at Zhang Yi solemnly.

Zhang Yi looked at the blood on his right hand, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty taste, he smiled hideously, aimed at the dragon scale knife on the ground, raised his right foot, rubbed it slightly, and his fighting spirit skyrocketed, and kicked out, the dragon scale knife instantly ejected, sonorous, and inserted on the wall on the side of the cave, and the sharp blade was completely submerged, until it reached the hilt, leaving the handle to tremble lightly outside.

Zhang Yi looked at the dragon scale knife on the wall, and smiled grimly: "This time, see if I don't tear you apart." "From the previous move, Zhang Yi found that Ye Feng's strength with the dragon scale knife has reached a higher level, and it is already comparable to him, a high-level martial artist, and now the preemptive strike does not give Ye Feng a chance to take the knife again, which is equivalent to weakening Ye Feng's strength.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, then he clenched his fists, looked at Zhang Yi coldly, did not retreat but advanced, boom, a small whirlpool of air appeared under his feet, and his body slammed towards Zhang Yi in front of him, and the violent momentum pressed towards Zhang Yi fiercely.

Zhang Yi was stunned, the person who was at a disadvantage dared to take the initiative to attack, and couldn't help laughing: "Boy, you are impatient." The yellow light in his hand soared again, boom, Zhang Yi's figure also moved, and with a violent and fierce surging fighting spirit on his right claw, he quickly pounced towards Ye Feng.

Boom, Ye Feng's toes kicked the ground slightly, quickly changed direction, and disappeared in place, with a bang, swish, Ye Feng's body flickered continuously, and the speed of full exertion was even faster than Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi stopped his body, the yellow light on his right claw continued to shine, looking at the remnants of Ye Feng that were constantly changing and flashing, and smiled fiercely: "Little rabbit cub, it's useless for you to do this." There was another sound, with Wei Feng blowing gently, Ye Feng's figure appeared behind Zhang Yi, boom, the right palm lit up with fiery red light, the fiery red light instantly soared, Hot Lang emptied, and the earth-shattering Hot Lang was like a terrifying roaring wolf, surging towards Zhang Yi's back.

At the moment when Ye Feng just appeared behind Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi smiled grimly, turned around in an instant, moved a few steps sideways, and the yellow light on his right claw bombarded Ye Feng fiercely in front of him.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's face was shocked, so fast reaction speed! Boom, reluctantly moved over the flame palm, boom, the surging fiery red heat Lang bombarded the yellow light, the violent wind overflowed, Ye Feng only felt a terrifying force attacking, his body involuntarily retreated five steps, the blood in his chest was churning, Zhang Yi was unforgiving, his body flashed in place, and the violent wind bombarded Ye Feng again.