The 118th Crisis

Yi Feng looked at Liu Zixuan, who was looking at him with a surprised face, and his heart was slightly concerned, although his strength was barely comparable to Liu Zixuan with his shattering. But he also knows that in fact, there is still a huge gap between the two sides. Although Liu Zixuan used a day-level martial art just now, he didn't use the essence.

Yi Feng secretly calculated that if Liu Zixuan used all his strength to use the day-level martial arts. At most, he could resist his fifth-order strength. The most important thing is that although Shatter has a strong attack, with his current strength, he can't last long. If you don't kill Liu Zixuan within ten minutes, you will be killed by him because of losing your strength.

Liu Zixuan was also very scruptuous, although he didn't use five points of strength to break the net just now. But with the strength of a low-level master, he was able to block it, which was enough to surprise him. What's more, this kid's body is very weird, and with that strong fist, even if he is not careful, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

Thinking of his master's explanation, Liu Zixuan snorted in his heart, the current situation is not suitable for trouble, although he is a little unwilling in his heart, he still turns his head and leaves. Anyway, when the master and the sect master finish dealing with those things, there will be a hundred chances to slaughter this kid.

"I want to go!" Yi Feng sneered, and his figure exerted to the limit, bringing up bursts of whistling wind. The shattering was instantaneous, exuding an awe-inspiring momentum, and smashed towards Liu Zixuan.

"Grass ......"

Liu Zixuan couldn't help but scolded angrily, he couldn't imagine that this kid was so hateful, his handsome face was also hideous, and the green tendons on his fist rioted: Boy, if you find death, I will fulfill you.

"Die!"

Liu Zixuan turned sideways, and the fighting energy of his whole body surged out, and the golden light instantly condensed on his fist, bringing a shocking sound of breaking the sky, and fiercely facing Yi Feng's fist.

"Touching ......"

With a muffled sound, Yi Feng flew out upside down, the blood and qi in his body tumbled rapidly, and a powerful force surged up his body along his arm. The huge force made Yi Feng's feet keep stepping, and with his stepping, the bluestone on the ground also quickly shattered. As you can imagine, the power is strong.

"Poof......

Yi Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Yi Feng ......"

Die Yun was in a hurry, and just wanted to dodge forward, but was pulled by Zhao Lao's withered hands: "Miss, he didn't suffer too much damage!"

As Zhao Lao said, Yi Feng was not seriously injured, he didn't expect Liu Zixuan's reaction to be so fast. In an instant, he counterattacked, and he couldn't dodge. and his life touched a palm.

Obviously, Liu Zixuan was murderous. He's not afraid of making a big deal out of it. This punch at least raised eighty percent of the fighting spirit on his body.

Similarly, Yi Feng had to admire the Phantom Body Technique, which could almost seriously injure his own strength with one punch. Under its unloading method, it is scattered. Although he squirted a mouthful of blood, the blood in his body still kept rolling. But at least there is combat effectiveness.

Heaven-level exercises! It's so extraordinary. Yi Feng didn't dare to think about what it would be like if he practiced to the extreme.

Die Yunyu stood in the distance and watched Yi Feng wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his posture was already upright. This essence also flashed in her eyes: she could see the power of the punch just now, even if Yi Feng could take it, he would be seriously injured, but she didn't expect that he just spat out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Zixuan obviously didn't expect that the other party could resist the eighty percent strength displayed under the day-level martial arts. He sneered and said, "I didn't think you still had some ability." But you will die today. ”

Liu Zixuan snorted, his figure flashed violently, and his speed was several times stronger than just now. Now he can't care about the teacher's explanation, he just wants to kill the boy in front of him.

Yi Feng looked at Liu Zixuan, whose speed was skyrocketing, with some horror, and then realized that this kid had just hidden most of his strength. Yi Feng was still doubting just now, why with the energy of the Golden Eagle Sect, the disciples he cultivated were no different from ordinary master-level eighth-order, but now he was suddenly surprised.

"Old Zhao, I hope you can save him. Die Yunyu also knew that Liu Zixuan had murderous intentions. Although Yi Feng's fragmentation has narrowed the distance between the two, the eighth order of the division level is always the eighth order of the division level. It's not something that Yi Feng can resist below the third order, not to mention, Liu Zixuan is not an ordinary division-level powerhouse. With the strength of the master behind him, there is no shortage of high-level exercises.

Zhao Lao couldn't deny a smile, but he always felt that this kid would not have such a little ability.

......

"Do you think I won't be able to kill you this way?"

Yi Feng sneered, the killing intent on his body was awe-inspiring, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his handsome face.

"Kill me?!I see what you do?!"

Liu Zixuan shouted, and a wave of fighting qi surged out in the meridians, and the fist of his right hand slid a strange trace in the void, turned an angle, and smashed it towards Yi Feng's chest.

Liu Zixuan, whose speed skyrocketed, was not worried about Yi Feng dodging at all, at such a close distance, even if his speed was indeed stronger than his own, he couldn't dodge.

The truth was just as he thought, Yi Feng saw that there was no way to avoid it, and he also greeted it. The two powerful forces are constantly approaching, and the void is also dull because of the huge momentum.

Five-foot, four-foot, three-foot...... Looking at the distance getting closer and closer, Liu Zixuan was very happy. He is absolutely sure that he is a ten-percent punch. It's definitely not something that the young man in front of him can take, even if he is using that martial art with skyrocketing strength.

However, just as his fist was about to touch Yi Feng, his eyes widened in horror, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Man! gone?!"

Liu Zixuan couldn't believe that he was empty in front of him, but there was nothing in front of him except for the wind that was brought up by his own strength?

Just as he was trying to find that hateful boy, he suddenly felt a powerful force surging in his back, although it was much worse than his own, but it was enough to seriously injure himself.

When Liu Zixuan's frightened back was surging with cold sweat, a coquettish voice sounded in horror: "Teleportation?!"

As soon as Dieyun's words fell, Liu Zixuan felt that he had been hit by a fierce fist. A violent energy suddenly poured into his body, wantonly destroying his internal organs.

Butterfly Yun looked at Liu Zixuan, who was spurting blood and flying out, staring at those eyes that charmed all beings. In front of him, a scene that he couldn't believe was really staged.

Teleport! Yes! Yes, it is teleportation! She watched Yi Feng disappear from the sky in front of Liu Zixuan, and then appeared behind him out of thin air. Isn't this teleportation?!

Similarly, Yi Feng, who punched Liu Zixuan, is not having a good time now. The teleportation just now drained most of his energy. Teleportation is a spell on the Phantom's body spell. I can barely use it now, but the price is not small. With his current strength, even if it is the heyday of vindictiveness. It can only be used twice, and the distance between the two meters cannot be exceeded.

However, if he can kill Liu Zixuan, he feels that it is worth it. The consumed Dou Qi was restored in a few days of cultivation.

Yi Feng did not let go of Liu Zixuan, who was seriously injured on the ground, and the little remaining fighting spirit condensed into his hand again, and smashed it at him.

Liu Zixuan's terrified eyes did not affect Yi Feng's speed in the slightest, and in the blink of an eye, it hit less than a foot of him.

"Scoundrel, dare to hurt my apprentice!"

Just when Yi Feng's fist was about to smash into Liu Zixuan's body, a violent shout came into Yi Feng's ears. The powerful momentum also attacked violently, and the pressed Yi Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When Yi Feng was shocked by the other party's powerful strength that he could suppress with his momentum to vomit blood, he felt that an incomparably powerful energy blasted towards him in an instant, and there was no way to dodge. Even if someone comes to the rescue, it's too late.