Time.

Like fine sand blown by a strong wind, before you know it, it passes.

In the blink of an eye.

The one-month deadline agreed by Yan Feng and Xiahou Chong is approaching.

This day!

After wandering in the demon world after nightfall, Yan Feng, who had been twenty-nine days old, walked out from the depths of the mountains and forests.

Twenty-nine days of crazy tempering did not live up to Yan Feng's expectations of himself.

His cultivation has already reached the peak realm of the first upper level, and he is only one step away from breaking through the peak of the upper level and stepping into the first perfection realm.

Cultivation is secondary, and the important thing is that the expansion of the martial vein is very smooth. Obviously, there are only two martial veins, but when you cultivate them, you can create the effect of cultivating three martial veins.

This is also the unique effect of the retrograde penalty formula.

Whether it is a past life or a present life, it is extraordinary.

"This month's task is overcompleted, then next month, it will be steady and steady, and it will be the ultimate perfection of the martial arts, and the realm of half a step and two times!"

"According to this area, in the third month at most, I will be able to break through the Martial Arts Triple Realm!"

All the way.

Yan Feng's face was full of joy.

It's just that just when he was about to cross the mountains in front of him, walk out of the mountains and forests in less than ten miles in front of him, and arrive at Weiyun City, Yan Feng's expression moved slightly, stopped, and said loudly: "Your Excellency is sneakily following me, a little shameless, right?"

The voice did not fall.

Yan Feng hooked his foot on a fist-sized stone on the ground.

The next moment!

The power of the furious flesh slammed into the stone.

When he saw this stone, he roared and rushed straight to the mountain forest on the side.

Follow.

The mountains and forests on the side swayed, and a black figure rushed out suddenly, smashing his fist on the stone.

Let this stone, full of strong power, also be smashed by this black shadow. The black shadow that smashed the stone flickered again, walked less than three meters away from Yan Feng, and stopped.

This is a warrior dressed in black with a black cloth hanging from his face, covering his face.

When this guy came to the scene, he had a sharp breath that he couldn't hide, and he couldn't suppress it, churning from his body. In just an instant, he created an aura that belonged to him alone, and he had the posture of directly suppressing Yan Feng.

But in the face of such a momentum from the other party.

Yan Feng's expression was calm, and he just said indifferently: "Mr. Yu, don't hide it, take off the face towel, I know it's you!"

The man in black's eyes flickered, and for a while, he didn't speak, just stared at Yan Feng with two eyes, and didn't relax for a moment. But after a few breaths, he smiled, and suddenly stretched his palm, tearing the face towel on his face to shreds.

I saw the face of the man in black appear.

This person is none other than Fan Taihe's follower, Mr. Yu who presided over the first competition between him and Wang Lin that day.

Mr. Yu said: "Good boy, this can be discovered by you, this observation power is really amazing! No wonder my son-in-law loses to you! With this alone, he is not as good as you." ”

Yan Feng smiled indifferently: "Your Excellency's cultivation in the realm of the Double Upper Rank Steel Fist is so eye-catching, and I am not blind, how can I not see it? Besides, at this time, who else can there be besides the Fan family's father and son?"

Mr. Yu sighed, "You are a smart man!"

"So, you should also know, why did the old man come here?"

Yan Feng nodded, his expression was normal, and said, "What else can I do?" Isn't it that I have become a thorn in the side of the Fan family's father and son, and they sent you over to kill me." ”

Mr. Yu stared at Yan Feng with deep eyes, and said, "Since you know this, why can't you get along with them?"

Yan Feng sneered: "Mr. Yu's words are ambiguous, right? Is it because I can't get along with them, or are they, including you, can't get along with me? From beginning to end, did I recruit you? Did I provoke you? No, but what about you, you have come out again and again to make things difficult for me!"

"In the end, Fan Zhoushan, a dignified scholar in this county, personally ended up and deprived me of the right to enter the county school!"

"Am I struggling with them?"

"Even now, you're here!"

Yan Feng's face was full of mockery, "Mr. Yu, is there something wrong with what I said?"

Mr. Yu shook his head and said, "No!" Speaking of this, he changed his voice again, "But sometimes, resistance is a crime! Who makes your strength insufficient? In this world, whoever has a big fist and what he says makes sense! Just like now." ”

"The old man is here to kill you!"

"Okay, all the nonsense, boy, if you are a little more sensible, just kneel on the ground obediently, and don't try to resist! ”

Between words.

Mr. Yu's face suddenly distorted.

An irrepressible surging killing intent roared up from his body.

Just for a moment.

This Fan Taihe's follower was already furious, setting off an even more terrifying aura, and rushed towards Yan Feng.

"Boy, if there is an afterlife, you must remember, don't provoke, you can't afford to provoke people!"

Rumble!

Mr. Yu had already killed less than two meters away from Yan Feng.

The momentum of the Martial Dao Double Upper Rank Steel Fist realm was about to fall on Yan Feng's body.

Now Mr. Yu, the tyrannical aura in his eyes is becoming more and more intense.

The Yan Feng in his eyes is like a dead man.

In his opinion.

With his cultivation at the level of the upper-level steel fist, killing a person like Yan Feng was as simple as crushing an ant.

But at this time.

Yan Feng suddenly laughed: "People who can't be provoked? Are the Fan family's father and son? Just them? At best, they are just county-level heroes! They are also worthy of being called people who can't be provoked?"

"If you say such a thing, you are not afraid of people's jokes!" As soon as the words started, Yan Feng, who was standing still and did not move, suddenly moved. The speed of his body is like that of the previous county examination meeting, agile and agile, like a storm and lightning, even if Mr. Yu's crushing power burst out is strong and domineering, but it can't trap him.

I listened to the sound of the shaking of my clothes, and it suddenly rose.

Yan Feng, who was still under the pressure of Mr. Yu's aura just now, suddenly disappeared.

Yan Feng left.

Mr. Yu's fierce aura suddenly lost his target, and with the trend of a flash flood, he smashed heavily on the place where Yan Feng was standing just now.

Rao is this area, with a whole boulder horizontally, but it can't withstand the momentum of Mr. Yu's outburst. I saw the sound of clicking and rushing out continuously, and this area was directly blown to pieces. And Mr. Yu, whose seemingly aggressive attack also failed.

Mr. Yu's expression, who missed the blow, changed suddenly, and he hissed: "Your cultivation is strange, and it is definitely not a one-level lower rank!"

And at this time.

Yan Feng's indifferent voice, accompanied by a shining sword light, slashed Mr. Yu violently: "When did I say that my cultivation is a lower level?"