Ao Feng licked his lips, intrigued by the light on Zhao Chong's fist. In a short time, Zhao Chong was already close to Ao Feng, and his fists greeted him with a powerful wind, and this blow was twice as fast as before!

Ao Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly clenched his fists, and his sandbag-sized fist also broke through the strong wind and hit Zhao Chong directly!

The blow of the two seemed simple, but the power contained in it made many Xuan Realm cultivators stunned. In the absence of spiritual power, it is difficult to exert such strength beyond the level.

"Bang!"

As a muffled sound came out, the fists of the two men touched closely, and a visible ripple centered on the impact point spread out in all directions.

Ao Feng's right shoulder trembled, a muffled snort came out of his throat, and his footsteps couldn't help but take a few steps back sharply.

Obviously, in this blow, Ao Feng fell into the downwind!

Taking advantage of the blow, Zhao Chong's face eased a little, and he planned to take advantage of the victory to pursue and not give Ao Feng a chance to breathe.

Ao Feng didn't care much about the one-and-a-half-move defeat, and shook his hand to meet him again.

His speed is very fast, to the point of surprising, even if Zhao Chong is in good condition, he is still weaker than Ao Feng in terms of speed, but in an instant, Ao Feng and Zhao Chong are fighting together.

The five people who were watching the battle not far away couldn't help but discuss, and they were all surprised why Ao Feng, a seemingly useless beggar boy, would be so good.

"You say, could the orcs be the disciples that the master had already accepted?"

"No, right? I didn't hear that the master had accepted such a disciple, if he had accepted it a long time ago, why didn't he bring it back before?"

Several people began to hesitate in their hearts, and they were also full of suspicion about Ao Feng's identity, in case Ao Feng's identity was special, wouldn't they be looking for death if they injured Ao Feng?

"Okay, don't think about it, he's just a crazy beggar, how can it be as complicated as you think? I know very well this guy, he was picked up by Shizun halfway, and his three-legged cat strength, I think it can only be like this, and it can't become a climate. Zhao Yi waved his big hand and said directly and affirmatively, his eyes have been staring at Ao Feng, he still has anger in his heart, and the face he lost in Ao Feng's hands before must be recovered.

When a few people saw Zhao Mo say this, they stopped talking nonsense, but they each had their own ideas and already planned to leave a way out for themselves.

"Drink!"

The two of them hit each other again, but strangely, Zhao Chong, who was originally strong, not only did not have an advantage in this confrontation, but was beaten by Ao Feng and retreated one after another, and his chest also rose and fell violently.

"Zhao Chong's physical strength can't keep up. Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Chong, who was gasping for breath, and shook his head and said.

It's just that when they saw Ao Feng, who was still calm, their faces couldn't help but be stunned.

"Why doesn't this guy's face change? He doesn't breathe?" a disciple couldn't help the doubts in his heart, looked at Zhao Ji and asked.

"I said that this guy is a freak, let's do it together, let's go back quickly after the lesson, the elders have to look for us after a long time. Zhao Ji said to everyone a little impatiently, and after speaking, his figure flashed and rushed towards Ao Feng first.

Zhao Chong saw that several people hugged him and wanted to say something, but in the end he had to turn into a burst of grievance. He didn't expect Ao Feng to be so tricky, in the Holy Yan Ancient Hall for more than a year, there were countless new disciples who came in and out, but he had never seen such a powerful new disciple, could this be the so-called genius?

The more Zhao Chong thought about it, the more angry he became, and rushed forward in front of Zhao Chong and the others.

Ao Feng looked at the few people who rushed over, his face finally changed, and while his fists were clenched, a killing intent quietly emerged on his body.

"Something is wrong, what's wrong with this guy?"

One of the disciples who rushed forward suddenly stopped suddenly, pointed at Ao Feng and asked with a frightened expression. He had just suddenly seen Ao Feng who had raised his head, and his eyes were full of anger. Fierce, brutal, as if a fierce beast was staring at its prey, it made people shudder.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't dare to move out of the way. Zhao Mo didn't have time to pay attention to this, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to Ao Feng's side, and two daggers flashed in his hands, cutting towards Ao Feng's shoulder like light.

"Roar!"

Ao Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, and the momentum was so great that the birds in the grove flew up.

They are accustomed to the beast roar of Ao Feng, regardless of the fierce Ao Feng, their hands are up and down!

"Poof!"

But just as the dagger in Zhao Ji's hand was about to fall, Ao Feng's fist reached his chest first, and the powerful force directly attacked his body, shaking Zhao Ji's internal organs with bursts of tingling, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

The rest of the people were shocked when they saw this, and they didn't understand why Ao Feng suddenly became so strong, at this time, the arrow had to be fired, and several people took out the weapons in the ring one after another, and greeted Ao Feng and left.

"Whew!" Ao Feng's right hand flipped over, a black wooden stick spun out, Ao Feng pinched one end, and pushed it forward, the top of the wooden stick poked directly in Zhao Chong's chest, due to the too much force, the wooden stick tore through the clothes, and part of it was directly embedded in the body.

"Ahh

The pain in his heart made Zhao Chong can't help but scream, and Ao Feng turned a deaf ear, and pulled out the wooden stick inserted into Zhao Chong's body, bringing out a blood flower.

"Murder! Murder!"

The remaining few disciples looked at the shocking scene in front of them, and their hearts suddenly panicked, they all lived in the Holy Yan Ancient Hall with arrogance, although they practiced every day, they had never been in contact with the real battle at all, they just wanted to teach Ao Feng a lesson this time, who knew that the matter was so serious!

Ao Feng was used to killing demonic beasts in the Henglang Mountain Range, so he glanced at Zhao Chong, who fell to the ground, very indifferently, and turned around to attack the next disciple.

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

At this moment, Zhao Yu rushed over with a few disciples. Seeing this, Zhao Yi's heart sank, and he got up in pain, beckoned to a few people, and said, "Withdraw first." ”

Hearing this, several people hurriedly helped Zhao Chong up, and climbed over the courtyard wall.

"Ao Feng, what's going on?" Zhao Yu hurriedly ran to Ao Feng, and saw that Ao Feng was looking at the courtyard wall angrily, and he had already guessed something in his heart.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Yu looked at Ao Feng a few times and asked lightly.

"I'm fine. Ao Feng put away the black wooden stick and responded, turning around to leave.

"Ao Feng!"

Just as Ao Feng turned around, Su Xiang appeared on a big tree not far away, looked at Ao Feng below and wondered, "Who did you learn these combat skills from?"

Zhao Yu was also stunned when he heard this, and reacted that it was Su Xiang, and immediately ran over happily: "Xiang'er, it's you, where have you been these days? Why don't you come to see me?"

Su Xiang's gaze only stayed on Zhao Yu for a moment before shifting to Ao Feng.

"No one taught me, I grew up living alone. Ao Feng said to Su Xiang very honestly, it seemed that he could still talk to Su Xiang.