Chapter 116: But I didn't want to let you go

Liu Zixuan looked at the young man walking towards him, and his heart became vigilant, the murderous gaze like a wolf and a tiger just now was aimed at him by the young man in front of him. Although he didn't know where he offended him, he had to let him secretly improve his fighting spirit.

"I don't know where to offend my brother......"

Although Liu Zixuan was dissatisfied with Yi Feng's gaze that looked at him like a dead thing, his heart trembled when he saw it. But he still pretended to be a good salute and said.

"You live to be the greatest offense. ”

Yi Feng sneered, and the fighting qi in his body violently rioted, and the gentle fighting qi surged towards his fist violently along the meridians. The bursting fighting qi formed a whirlwind above the fist. burst out of the air on both sides, and the momentum like a bamboo smashed towards Liu Zixuan's chest.

Yi Feng is obviously a dead hand, and as soon as he makes a move, he is a Japanese-level martial arts tyrant splitting fist. Yi Feng knew that the young man in front of him was too dangerous, so he didn't dare to keep his hand at all, and ten percent of his fist strength surged out.

Not far away, in the blink of an eye, looking at the fist that was growing bigger in the eye. Liu Zixuan was shocked in his heart, this kid's speed was too fast.

However, after all, Liu Zixuan's strength was too high, and he was prepared, and the surging fighting spirit burst out suddenly, and the golden fighting spirit exuded a dazzling light, faintly beating on his body, like a twinkling star. On the hand that had grown calluses from the long practice of the sword, the fighting qi that surged out violently pushed the void, and the formless air burst out like substance, emitting ripples.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Liu Zixuan sneered, pushed his palm out, and collided with Yi Feng's fist.

"Touching ......"

The fists and palms collided violently. Yi Feng flew out upside down in an instant, and his feet kept stepping, and countless footprints appeared on the hard ground.

Similarly, Liu Zixuan was not much better, although he only took two steps back. But every step back, a deep footprint was taken. The most important thing is that the hand that took Yi Feng's punch trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Yi Feng sneered: Are you really so good at the day-level martial arts?! The real power of the Tyrant Split Fist is not in increasing the attack power several times, nor is it domineering. It's about the crack. Touches the target, then bursts violently, causing massive destruction. If you practice to the extreme, the fighting spirit that is broken apart will be easy to break gold and split stones.

And Die Yunyu, who was standing on the side, stared at Yi Feng with his eyes staring at Yi Feng, his mouth wide open, as if he couldn't believe the two of them who were tied.

"He actually reached the strength of the division level?" Dieyun muttered softly, as if she couldn't believe it.

And this is, an old man in a black robe who looks quite thin suddenly appeared next to Dieyun. The withered old face shows the signs of age. The body was slightly atrophied, and the eyes were extremely cloudy. It's as if the end of the day is near.

"He at least has the strength of a division. Otherwise, even with the help of Japanese-level martial arts. Nor can such a strong punch be delivered. The old man's eyes sparkled.

Die Yun looked at Zhao Lao, who had always liked to hide in the dark, and actually stood up, she was slightly distracted, but she was immediately covered by Yi Feng's surprise to her.

"Old Zhao. I can't believe it. People who have made such outstanding achievements in the field of poets and pianists are actually impressive in the field of martial arts. Dieyun smiled bitterly, for this teenager who made her feel comfortable, she felt more and more unable to see through.

"Hehe! What's the surprise here, Miss is not the same as the ninth order. And can the field of pianists also be comparable to everyone else? There is never a shortage of geniuses in the world. Old Zhao's eyes flashed with a fine light, and the cloudy eyes that had just disappeared completely, "However, I'm curious, what kind of strength does he rely on to resist your ninth-order charm and the strength of you and me, and I can't detect his strength." ”

Dieyun laughed helplessly, she was also curious.

"Mademoiselle, if you really want revenge, he might be able to do a little trick. Zhao Lao sighed, he didn't understand his young lady's thoughts, but he didn't say anything. But I didn't expect a teenager to say it without scruples.

Dieyun's delicate body shook slightly, and after a long time, she said, "Old Zhao, don't say this in the future." ”

Zhao Lao sighed and didn't continue to say anything. But turn your attention to the field. Silently calculated in his heart: Perhaps, this young man also has a son of a mysterious sect. Otherwise, how dare you provoke a behemoth like the Golden Eagle Sect.

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Yi Feng, who was opposite Liu Zixuan, had a tense fighting spirit on his body to the extreme. The palm just now told him that the young man in front of him was dangerous. The gap in skill is too big, if Yi Feng guessed correctly, he is not the seventh order of the division level that Die Yun said. It's the eighth order of the division level!

"It's not just that I offended my friend, but my friend actually did it without saying a word. Liu Zixuan gritted his teeth, the green tendons in his hands rioted, and his eyes flashed with cold light and questioned Yi Feng.

Although Liu Zixuan wanted to slaughter this bastard, the sect master's orders made him unbearable. He didn't dare to spoil the sect master's big things.

"You didn't offend me. But the people of your sect, I just want to see one and kill the other. Yi Feng said nonchalantly, the phantom body technique was activated again, and the bursting fist in his hand slammed over. The powerful force brought a burst of whistling sounds. The surroundings also thought that the power was coercing, and the wind swept up.

"Come back to this trick!" Liu Zixuan sneered, and the fighting spirit in his hand turned violently. The huge fighting qi instantly formed a whirlpool, twisting the breath of the space into a storm.

Although he suffered a small loss in that move just now, he also sensed that Yi Feng's strength would definitely not exceed the third order. With his eighth-order strength, against a third-order lower, it is not easy to capture.

Yi Feng looked at the whirlpool wrapping up, and his heart was slightly horrified. He clearly knows the power gap between the two, depending on the posture of this move. Definitely not inferior to the top martial arts of the star rank.

"Boom ......"

There was a violent sound, and Liu Zixuan's eyes froze. He didn't expect this kid to be so fast, and in the blink of an eye, he dodged his attack. Let him smash his palm on the void, causing a storm in the air.

"If you surrender, I don't care about what you just did. Liu Zixuan looked at Yi Feng and said, with disdain in his tone.

Although the speed of the young man in front of him is okay, his strength is much worse than his own, and he definitely can't help himself.

"Hehe, you mean you let me go?" Yi Feng said strangely.

Liu Zixuan snorted coldly and said, "What? Do you know that you're afraid?" I'll let you go. ”

"I'm sorry! But I didn't say I would let you go. As soon as Yi Feng's words fell, he smashed it with a punch.

Die Yun watched from the side, and her heart was slightly shocked by Yi Feng's strength at the same time. also sighed helplessly: "The gap between Yi Feng and the other party is not one or two points. That's almost a world of difference. It is almost impossible to defeat the other party. I can only keep him by myself then, this kid is too crazy!"