On the martial arts platform, the performance of the wind and the wind surprised Zhang Nanwu father and daughter.

Their attention was originally on Wu Daosheng, but Feng Qingyang's breezy appearance quickly attracted them, this person may not be as simple as they thought.

Also surprised was Wang Feng.

Easily pushing away a female disciple of the Linglong Sect, Wang Feng shifted his target and rushed in the direction where Feng Qingyang was, grinning and sneering: "The surname Feng, now come over and kowtow to the young master and tell me three times that grandpa I was wrong, I can also consider sparing you, otherwise, you won't be able to get out of the door of the Zhang family today!"

The black and red fiery true qi surged out, Wang Feng took three steps and two steps, killing the wind with a thunderous momentum, his right palm shrunk around his waist, and the palm that was already reddish was already covered with deep blood red at this moment.

"If you don't die with three punches, I'll spare your life. "In the face of the fierce Wang Feng, the wind is clear and Ling Ran is not afraid, and he has made up his mind in his heart, he will definitely go all out next, whether Wang Feng can live or not depends on his own creation, anyway, there are so many disciples of the evil sect, one more is not more, and one less is not less.

Wang Feng's three corpses jumped violently when he heard this, with one in his right hand, and his blood was awe-inspiring, and he blasted out fiercely.

"Boy, if you look for death, then I'll give you a ride!

Compared with the bloody palm that Tu Yuan used at the beginning, Wang Feng's palm was much stronger, more domineering, violent, one palm exhaled, like Bodhidharma's earth-covering giant palm, suppressed over, the surrounding air was dyed red than this thick bloody aura, and the disciples of the sect who were close hurriedly retreated and jumped away, and some even ran out of the martial arts platform directly, so as not to set themselves on fire and harm the pond fish.

Feng Qingyang stood motionless in place, until Wang Feng's giant palm was close to three feet in front of him, and then he met it with a punch, the fist was really swirling, and a domineering strong wind was entangled, dragging out a transparent air tail visible to the naked eye.

"Advanced boxing technique, Wind Explosion Tiger Fist!" This boxing technique was obtained by Feng Qingyang after practicing the Absolute Shadow Step, after all, in addition to sword moves, swordsmen also need talisman boxing, and boxing also has the effect of forging the body, and not everyone is worthy of letting him play the sword!

With a "bang", the fist and the bloody palm collided firmly, and the true air flow continued to collide and explode, stirring up the explosive air pressure like fireworks.

Bang!

To everyone's surprise, it was Wang Feng who couldn't resist first, only to see that the sleeve of his right arm exploded instantly, revealing a round and powerful arm, and a trace of blood oozed from the back arm, and there was a rattling bone cracking sound in the muscles.

A mouthful of warm blood couldn't help but spurt out, Wang Feng's face was stunned, and he was directly thrown out.

"Where to go!"

Feng Qingyang did not intend to let go of the other party, he planned to prevent future troubles, kicked the soles of his feet, his body flashed, and he disappeared without a trace, and when he reappeared, he had already attached to Wang Feng's body, synchronized with the speed of his upside down, raised his fist again, and in the blink of an eye, two consecutive punches were swung, and the fist with the artistic conception of the wind was bombarded on Wang Feng's chest, and the sound of strangulation and hitting suddenly sounded.

Bang!

The fist sank an inch deep, the flesh around it was shrouded in the wind like a tiger's roar, and the sound of the ribs breaking was clearly audible.

"Ahh

Bang Tong!

The courtyard wall collapsed, and Wang Feng's body was buried deep in it, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The crowd gasped.

The entire martial arts training ground was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at the wind in disbelief.

Without giving the others much time to be shocked, Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at Ouyang Yun coldly: "Didn't you want me to lose arms and legs?

When Zhang Nan in the audience heard this, his face changed, did he still want to kill Ouyang Yun in this way?

Ouyang Yun's pupils shrank slightly, swallowed his saliva, and said inwardly: "I don't know if the catastrophe is over, do you know that Wang Feng was cultivated by the Blood Hall, and killed him, you think you have a few days to live, and now you obediently admit your mistake and maybe there is still a chance to live, don't mistake yourself!"

Feng Qingyang didn't take Ouyang Yun's intimidation in his eyes, and said coldly: "Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back! Since you have chosen to enter this river and lake, life and death are naturally separated! Now it's just a matter of abolishing a cocooned Wang Feng, who is qualified to accuse me, a dead genius is no longer a genius, this is my truth, if you take me three tricks and don't die today, I will let you live!"

The words fell, and the Absolute Shadow stepped out, his figure flashed, and the person passed the Absolute Shadow, and went straight to Ouyang Yun.

In an instant, Feng Qingyang's figure disappeared in Ouyang Yun's eyes, Ouyang Yun felt a tingling of his scalp, he was Wang Feng's physical cultivation route, even Wang Feng's physique couldn't withstand Feng Qingyang's punch, he himself definitely couldn't stop it, the only thing he could do at present was to escape Feng Qingyang's pursuit with all his might, after escaping today, he would find an opportunity to wait for revenge in the future, and nip Feng Qingyang in the bud, don't underestimate the power of the Evil Heavenly Sect, in the past, they relied on assassination, and removed many righteous genius disciples.

Sou!

His life is about to be lost, Ouyang Yun still cares about the qualifications of the medicine collection escort team, and shoots directly towards the outside of the Nonwu Stage, looking at the edge of the Ronwu Platform that is getting closer and closer, Ouyang Yun smiled in his heart: I don't believe he will give up this place, hum, the wind is clear, he wants to hurt me, dreaming!

"Shall I let you go, stay!" Seeing that the other party was about to escape from the range of the Martial Altar, Feng Qingyang raised his hand, and several fierce qi swords shot out, heading straight towards Ouyang Yun.

Shout~!

The speed of the qi sword was extremely fast, and everyone only saw five flashes of light and shadow, and Ouyang Yun's limbs, chest, and shoulders were splashed with blood, and his body staggered.

"What, gather qi into a sword!" Ouyang Yun was shocked, and a few extra blood holes on his body stopped his steps, and he was seriously injured.

"Streamer Evil Essence!" Feng Qingyang's qi sword attack really surprised Wang Feng, in his eyes, Feng Qingyang was just a wild boy with no sect, and it was already a very rebellious thing to have a high-level boxing technique, but what he didn't expect was that the exercises practiced by Feng Qingyang were not general, and he was very afraid of Feng Qingyang's qi sword attack, Wang Feng hurriedly transported a high-level defensive martial art of the Evil Heaven Sect.

Suddenly, a three-foot streamer appeared on Wang Feng's body, like a dream, like a crystal shrouded all over his body, if it weren't for the strong evil aura exuded from this streamer, it would definitely make people mistakenly think that he was a master of the immortal family.

Ding!

Feng Qingyang threw out several qi swords again, making a sound of gold and iron colliding, and it was difficult to advance an inch!