All grievances were about to be understood, however, just as the black blade fell, Dong Li's eyes opened suddenly, and he rolled on the spot with an angry shout, and the aura of a one-star soul master exploded instantly.

"It's you, you're not dead!"

Wu Feng shook his head, "Okay, it's unforgivable to let you die like this." ”

"Someone!"

Wu Feng pretended to be frightened, then sneered and raised the black blade and pointed straight away, "Don't shout, it's just you." ”

Woke up in his sleep and found that the knife was already on his neck, not only that, but all his subordinates were cleaned up, Dong Li looked at the ten tents and did not react at all, his brows were tightly clasped together, but he was also an old man who quickly calmed down.

"Hehe, just with you a little five-star soul warrior?"

"Yo, it seems that you don't pay much attention to me, just because I killed a lot of your masked men?"

Dong Li's brows sank.

"So you know!"

Wu Feng shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course, your men really ...... It's a waste!"

"Hehe, since that's the case, I can't leave you alone, I'll show you how strong you are!"

A piece of mud and sand rose from the soles of his feet, Dong Li flew up, his arms were full like a strong bow, and he punched Wu Feng at the door.

The black hair blew back, Wu Feng held the black blade behind his back with his right hand, and his left hand turned into a palm and grabbed it out of thin air, without the slightest fluctuation of soul power.

A loud bang broke the silence under the starry sky.

Slid back two small steps, just two small steps, the corners of Wu Feng's mouth snorted disdainfully, when was the strong enemy he couldn't compete with in his mind became nothing more than this.

Dong Li was stunned, he knew the power of this punch, but he was blocked by Shengsheng, and the young man on the opposite side did not use a trace of breath.

The heart of the enemy was gone, the fists clenched again, Dong Li rushed forward again with a loud shout, his fists, feet and elbows were wrapped in strong soul power, and he slammed at Wu Feng's head and face.

In the face of the crazy offensive, Wu Feng blocked left and right as if he was strolling leisurely, and smashed his heavy fist again, only to see his eyes horizontal, and he also greeted him with a heavy fist.

A powerful sound erupted from the fist, Wu Feng took a step back, and Dong Li retreated several meters in a row, his body staggering.

His eyes trembled, sweat fell down his chin, Dong Li stared at the tall young man in front of him, and the latter's strength completely shocked him.

"What's the matter?" patting the dust on his chest, Wu Feng smiled coldly, and when this piercing smile was extinguished, the murderous aura suddenly burst out from his cold eyes, "It's time for me to be cool!"

With a soft shout, Wu Feng stepped forward, and the black blade was tightly grasped by the palm of the bulging green muscles, and it was slashed with a roar.

Wu Feng's offensive was overwhelming, Dong Liqiang couldn't hold back his astonishment and urged his soul power to meet him head-on, but after all, he underestimated Wu Feng's strength and the strength of the black blade, and the next second flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and after standing up again with severe pain, blood dripped down his arm.

"Are you so unbeaten!" waved the black blade casually, and Wu Feng sneered.

Dong Li gritted his teeth tightly, "When you were in the suburbs of Luofeng City, I should have killed you." ”

"That's right, if you did it at that time, I would definitely die, but unfortunately, you were too careful. Wu Feng snorted coldly, and then pointed the black blade at Dong Li again, "If you have any tricks, hurry up and use them, my time is precious." ”

"It's rare to have such strength at such a young age, but you're still too young. Dong Li's face squeezed out a trace of yin poison, and the aura that had been sluggish before surging again, and the soul power on the palm of his hand was tumbling, blood-red, full of anger.

"Die!"

A blood-colored palm print galloped out, and the coercion suddenly enveloped the entire mountain, Wu Feng put away the play, pinned the black blade to his back, and the gray soul power suddenly exploded, and the next second rushed up head-on, and the arm was full back when he ran, and the fist with the size of the sandbag turned into the blue-gray color of the rock.

Boom! The soul power was opposed, the qi waves were rushing up, the blood-colored palm prints collapsed, and Wu Feng was also shocked back a few steps.

"How can you shake the mountain?!Who the hell are you?!"

Wave after wave of consternation, Dong Li realized that the tall young man in front of him was far more than what he had investigated.

"Huang Mang taught, this name is very familiar, right?"

Dong Li's heart was shocked, "It turned out to be him, that's why you want to kill me!"

Wu Feng smiled coldly, "One of them, don't worry, before you die, I will tell you everything." ”

"What waste teaches is still waste!" Dong Li suddenly burst out laughing, and when the laughter stopped, his face began to become distorted, and his aura continued to rise, and finally he reached the realm of a two-star soul master.

Feeling Dong Li's aura surge, Wu Feng frowned slightly, he had seen this kind of secret method in a masked man before, but Dong Li's mastery of the secret method was even more sophisticated, which could be seen from the stability of the breath.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the breath reached its peak, Dong Li let out a loud shout, his palms slapped out quickly, and one after another extremely powerful blood-colored palm prints blasted towards Wu Feng.

"Bloody palms turn the sky!"

On the top of the mountain, a strong wind suddenly rolled up, countless fallen leaves flew up, Wu Feng swept through the air with two fingers, and one after another fallen leaves turned into blades flew out.

"Flower fingers!"

The blade leaves and the blood-colored palm prints collided with each other, and the deafening loud sound was almost connected, and the light of the starry sky was no longer visible on the top of the mountain, completely covered by the luster of soul power.

How could Dong Li not know that he had made a blood-colored palm print, and he rushed up with a loud shout, and in a hurry, a rich bloody red color condensed on his right palm again, and slapped it at Wu Feng.

Shooting out the blade and falling leaves again, defeating the last blood-colored palm print, Wu Feng snorted coldly, and drew out the black blade to meet it head-on.

The black blade and the bloody palm slammed into each other, and the powerful countershock force shook the two of them back, but the next second they both rushed up again, and the scorching hand-to-hand combat explosion continued to erupt with a powerful and heavy sound.

The use of secret methods would have affected his consciousness, and after a fierce battle, Dong Li's hair was scattered, and his face was hideous, like a mad dog. And Wu Feng, with his strong physique and black blade, remains invincible, and the hatred in his heart also burns the battle intent in his eyes red.

An even more deafening loud bang erupted, and the black blade and the bloody palm slammed together like a comet hitting the earth, and the stalemate froze.

The four eyes looked at each other, and the distance was so close that it was as if they could hear the sound of an electric current hitting each other.

A sharp and hoarse roar rushed out of his throat, Dong Li's eyes were completely red, and he was completely unconscious, and his breath began to swell again, but he was extremely disordered and irritable.

"Do you want to fight hard? You're not qualified enough!"

Wu Feng hurriedly retreated, but then reprimanded a cold snort, and in the next second, the sudden aura turned black and red, clenched the black blade, and slashed violently.

"Yin Wind Knife Technique!"

The loud noise rippled under the starry sky with a scream, and Dong Li suddenly flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, erasing the ground from a deep trace more than ten meters long, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out, and the previous rage was gone.

was hit hard, but his consciousness recovered, Dong Li wanted to get up, but just got up and fell to the ground, at this time, Wu Feng walked over with a black blade.

"You, you actually broke through to a one-star soul master. ”

Wu Feng smiled, "Stained with the light of your ancestor." I want to ask, you captured the girl and fabricated the news of the Soul King's tomb just to get this pool of blood?"

"You, since you know, why do you need to ask again, cough ......"

Wu Feng casually looked behind him, and then turned his head again, "I know, but others don't know." ”

Dong Li was stunned, and only then did he relax when he heard Wu Feng's words.

"Don't worry, it's up to me. ”

Staring at the faces above, Dong Li tried to see Wu Feng thoroughly.

"Who the hell are you, a waste like Huang Mang is not capable of being your master. ”

Wu Feng squatted down, took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke, "Do you remember the teenager who was almost driven to death by you more than a year ago?"

"You, you are Wu Feng!" Dong Li pondered, opened his mouth wide after a moment, and when Wu Feng completely erased the pretense on his face, he was completely shocked, "How is it possible, how is it possible, cough ......"

Grabbing Dong Li's collar and carrying him in front of his eyes, Wu Feng's face was gloomy and terrifying, "Thanks to you, I have embarked on a thorny road, but I have also achieved what I am now." ”

"Wu Feng, it's not a disaster for your wife and children, Qin Yun has been killed by you, what about my children?" Dong Li didn't struggle, and it was rare to show his conscience.

Being asked by Dong Li, Wu Feng was also slightly stunned, "Do you think I am you? Your child is still in the Li family." ”

Dong Li was silent, but his face became more and more ugly, and the last mouthful of blood stasis spurted out wildly, and he recalled the baby who was thrown to death by him.

"Let me ask you, did you rob the girl to prepare the blood of the nine hundred and ninety-nine yin evils? Did you fabricate the tomb of the Soul King to obtain the soul blood of the strong? Say it, I can give you a good time. ”

All thoughts were burning, his heart was like ashes, and Dong Li laughed maniacally.

"That's right, the ancestor will be able to wake up after half a year, and when the time comes, I will be the only one on the rivers and lakes, and you won't be able to run away, haha...... Ahem......."

"Hmph, I'm the only one, do you think you can still see the sun tomorrow?"

Pushing Dong Li to the ground, Wu Feng stood up, closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath and opened his eyes again, and in the next second, the grievances and hatred in his heart finally understood with the heavy smashing of the black blade.

Wu Feng looked at the corpse whose head was smashed into flesh, the pleasure of revenge did not appear, compared with the shocking conspiracy of the blood master, what is his personal grudge?

His brows were tightly clasped together, Wu Feng looked at the vast starry sky, and after a long time, he turned around and walked away, retrieving the vertical eyes of the three-eyed white rabbit in a crack.

"What should come will always come, rather than worrying about doing nothing, it is better to try to improve your strength. ”

With that, the sound of popping into the water sounded again. Wu Feng jumped into the pool of blood, but this time instead of floating on the surface, he swam towards the bottom of the pool.

"Blood Master Ancestor, I want to see what kind of thing you are!"