With the slightly cynical voice coming, Jin Yang and the group looked up at the direction of the source of the sound, they wanted to know which one was not afraid of death who dared to find their business.

"Well, who are you?" Jin Yang was stunned for a moment, few people who have been here for a long time dare to speak to him in such a tone.

"You don't care who I am, it's enough for you to know that I'm a friend of Lin Feifei. At this time, the funeral night had already approached the sight of Jin Yang and the others from the crowd, and he replied in a deep voice, his face full of a little anger.

“!!!” The young man's slashed face, resolute countenance, and the black red coat he was wearing made Lin Feifei see that she had given up struggling, and her eyes showed a look of hope.

"Oh, do you want to be a hero in front of Ben Shao to save the beauty?" Jin Yang saw this, the young man in front of him who was about the same age as himself was not good, and there was a sense of truth in his tone.

"Huh, it's up to you!" Suddenly, Jin Yang suddenly made a move, the cold chill burst out with his fist, and the soul power condensed at one point, Jin Yang was like a poisonous snake ambushed in the grass, and suddenly swung his fist at the bridge of the nose of the funeral night without warning, and the sudden strong wind mixed with a whistling sound hit the funeral night.

"How is that possible!"

With a very small bang, a brief sound of internal strength was produced, and the mysterious speed of the funeral night caught Jin Yang's punch under everyone's gaze. There was not the slightest wave of soul power, and the people present who saw this scene all looked at the scene in disbelief and disbelief.

"Ahh

Feeling it, the strength of the left hand holding his right fist in the funeral night increased, and Jin Yang suddenly let out an extremely painful scream.

"Get out. ”

There was an instantaneous sensation, and I saw that the ghost hand of the left arm of the burial night suddenly exerted force, and with one wrong skill, Jin Yang's entire right arm was unconscious.

"Jin Shao!"

Jin Yang was buried in the night, and then he was shocked back by the force of the buried night, and the subordinates beside him saw this and hurriedly caught Jin Yang, who was already in pain, from behind him.

"What are you doing in a daze? Beat this kid to death for me, kill me and count it as mine. Jin Yang, who was caught by everyone, was already in pain at this time, but compared to the evil sex at the last moment, this time it was the pain of breaking his bones on the night of the funeral.

And at this moment, Fu Ye's face was indifferent, he looked proudly at this group of young men who had not dried up, and then looked at Lin Feifei who was still pressed to the ground on the side, with a chill in his eyes.

At this moment, many people in front of the funeral night have pulled out iron rods and steel tools from the ring, and they have already condensed their soul power after hearing Jin Yang's words, and it seems that this posture is ready to attack the funeral night at any time.

"Hmph, look for a fight. Seeing this, Funeral Night stood calmly, looking at the iron rod that shot at it with explosive soul power, and the former showed a disdainful expression.

Immediately, with a cold snort of the funeral night, the blue soul power exploded from its body, and the little soul light was miserable, and with the dance of the funeral night, the ghost hand with blue soul power swirled, and at the moment when everyone attacked the funeral night, the water element in the atmosphere shook frequently, and finally an invisible small wave was produced in the space, and the iron rod held by Jin Yang's hand immediately fell to the ground like a bracket that had lost its strength and a kite with a broken string.

"Soul Transformer. One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and when everyone saw this, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but murmur. The seemingly ordinary young man in front of him, his soul power burst out turned out to be at the level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"No wonder I dare to break my business, I didn't expect you to have two brushes. Jin Yang also witnessed this scene, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he continued with a wicked smile, "But your strength is not enough to shout in front of this young master." ”

"Luo Feng, let him know the consequences of annoying Young Master Ben. Jin Yang said, at this time, a tall and strong man standing in the depths of the alley of the street and leaning against the wall stepped forward.

"Mid-Stage Soul Transformer!" Sensing the faint burst of soul power on Luo Feng's body, many of the people present showed a contemplation on their faces.

Compared to the accuracy of the soul power in the early stage of the Funeral Night's Explosive Spirit Realm, Luo Feng was obviously more refined in terms of precision, and many people had already beads of sweat on their cheeks for the next battle that would take place on the Funeral Night.

But at this moment, compared to the heart of passers-by who were worried about the funeral night, her little face had already shown a smile, and she remained calm in her heart, her bright eyes swept over the funeral night, and her small mouth pursed a faint smile. After all, the strength of the funeral night was something she had personally experienced in the Puppet Master Alliance.

Luo Feng took out the finger tiger from the ring and brought it to his hand, the finger tiger of the sharp blade opened with a silver-white light, and with Luo Feng's shout, the former took the lead in attacking the funeral night.

"Boom. ”

With the dodge of the funeral night one after another, under the blow of Luo Feng dodged by the funeral night, the latter's fist with a fingered tiger smashed on the wall of a house on the street, and suddenly, with a bang, a huge dent appeared in the wall.

Under the gaze of everyone, the body of the burial night had just retreated, and the soul power under Luo Feng's feet burst out, stepping on the white soul light and pressing the pace of the funeral night.

"Haha... You know how good we are. Jin Yang and the few people who were defeated by the funeral night just now had a sneer on their faces at this moment, watching the funeral night being suppressed by Luo Feng. The smugness in my heart was on my face.

Then in the face of the ridicule of Jin Yang and others, the face of the burial night was calm like water, as Luo Feng pressed into the fist, the burial night slowly exhaled when Luo Feng was about to strike the next blow, and the soul power of the burial night skyrocketed several times in an instant, compared to the blue soul power before, the volley of the burial night at this time made everyone's eyes feel shocked.

I saw that under the original blue soul light of the funeral night, it was now mixed with a golden posture. Then, with a fierce momentum, he aimed at Luo Feng's fist and launched the first head-on collision.

"Hehe, isn't this guy looking for death?"

"Brother Feng is the most famous power-type soul in our younger generation in Biluo City, and it can be said that there is almost no rival in strength above the same level. ”

"I'm afraid this kid's fist is going to be shattered. ”

Seeing this, Jin Yang and the others multiplied their ridicule in vain, and there seemed to be a scene in their eyes looking forward to being defeated on the night of the funeral.

At this moment, there was also an uproar among the surrounding crowd, regardless of the difference between the level of Funeral Night and Luo Feng, the strength of Luo Feng's performance was obviously much higher than that of Funeral Night, basically in the eyes of most people, Funeral Night would be defeated.

"Water burst bombs. ”

And just when most people thought that it was the funeral night that would be defeated, the uproar that made everyone stunned was generated, and the soul power on the clenched fist of the funeral night suddenly stopped with a few seconds. Instead, the clenched fist instantly spread out at the moment it stopped, and a blue energy ball of blazing energy in the palm of his palm gathered here, and finally produced a strong explosion sound under the formal confrontation with Luo Feng.

"Boom!"

The entire fist arm was hit by the Burial Night Water Bomb, and the impact force continued to be thrown, only to see Luo Feng's face pale, his chest shook, and his eyes were full of pain as he fell from mid-air.

"Brother Feng..."

"Luo Feng!"

Seeing this, Jin Yang and his accomplices hurriedly got up and ran to the place where Luo Feng fell, their eyes full of disbelief and worry about the latter.

At this time, the finger tiger on Luo Feng's weapon had already appeared distorted dents, and his entire punching arm was steamed to red by the blazing water vapor, and the whole person fainted with a pale face.

The expression of the funeral night who landed from the sky and stood still as cold as when he first came, he looked at Luo Feng, who was defeated by himself and lay on the ground like a dead dog, and said proudly, "What, are you willing to let Lin Feifei go now?"

“!” When Jin Yang's subordinates, who were still pressing Lin Feifei, heard this, they quickly withdrew their hands from Lin Feifei, and they didn't dare to look at the eyes of the funeral night with a look of fear on their faces.

"Who the hell are you?" Jin Yang said as he rolled his saliva in his throat and couldn't swallow.

Facing the other party's fearless and proud look that he knew that he was the eldest of the Jin family and dared to fight and show his strength, Jin Yang's face was very ugly at this time, and he was now very curious about who this friend of Lin Feifei was.

If it is Lin Feifei's friend, it is impossible for Jin Yang not to know, the entire Biluo City has his eyeliner, and there is nothing he can't inquire about, unless he is not interested. The face of the funeral night made Jin Yang have doubts and conjectures about the forces behind it.