Huaimi woke up shortly after, and he looked at Changle angrily.

However, he did not speak out for provocation anymore, not because he was afraid. He knew he was unable to defeat him, but he still wanted to bark like a weak person. He was unwilling to do such a thing.

However, the powerful grass from Changle that just now was really harmful to Huaimi, but it was extremely insulting.

Nie Feng, as a unit of measurement, looked at Changle and then moved.

Huaimi was surprised to see that Nie Feng's speed was at least seven or eight points faster than before. If he had this speed just now, he would be defeated within ten moves.

But at this speed, Changle was very easy to deal with.

Nie Feng said intimately: This person's skills are not inferior to me.

"If so, be faster." Changle was also using Feng Shen's legs to deal with him.

"Then it will be as you wish!" After Nie Feng said that, everyone felt the strong wind blew.

A wind eye seemed to be formed under Nie Feng's feet, and the wind gathered harder and heavier, and then a hurricane formed under his feet.

"Be careful!" Nie Feng shouted to Changle.

Huaikong pulled Huaimi up and retreated for about a hundred meters, and Long'er also followed them and quickly retreated.

"Your Feng Shen's legs are really amazing." Changle retreated and said. "It's really a bit of a fool to defeat you with Feng Shen's legs."

"Use a sword!" Long'er shouted loudly from the side.

"I won't use swordsmanship this time." Changle smiled and shook his hand.

As the hurricane got closer and closer, Changle clenched his fists and clenched his very freehand palm at the hurricane.

His palm looked soft and weak, but Huaikong felt that he had seen the end of the Pukong Yuan hand. This should be the palm technique.

Nie Feng was also very surprised when he stepped on the hurricane, "This person's palm technique is not inferior to Senior Brother Yun!"

"This palm is called: Jifeng!" After Changle said that, the huge hurricane dissipated.

"Good palm technique." Nie Feng avoided Changle's palm power.

Only the hurricane was slashed away by Changle's palm.

"A glance at the cold!"

This is a move among Ao Han's Six Arts, and Nie Feng is indeed very talented. He incorporated the sword technique into the leg technique.

This leg was like a crazy knife!

The air around seemed to be frozen!

Bajue! Hanjue! Direct!

Changle punched, and flames burned on his fist. This was the blood and fire evil spirit he had just learned from Duanlang.

But when Changle is used, the flame is righteous!

Like the sun! Like the flame!

Fighting and kicking

All the surrounding buildings were destroyed by the fierce true energy, and Changle stood there.

Nie Fengze took three or four steps back, Changle looked at him and said, "Can I see your complete six techniques of Ao Han?"

The punch just now made Nie Feng's legs numb. He glanced at Changle, felt grateful for Duan Lang just now, and nodded with a smile and said, "Of course! That brother, be careful!"

After saying that, Nie Feng continued to use his legs as a knife

"Frozen three feet!"

The strength of the legs condenses ice. The stronger the strength of the legs, the stronger the ice force.

Changle didn't dare to use the fire that had just broken the wave. Changle was only mastered by the blood fire evil aura and was not proficient yet. He used his extremely fierce palm technique to force Nie Feng's leg back.

"Red apricots in the snow!"

Nie Feng, who was forced to retreat, then made his leg. In order to commemorate his green name, the Nie Renwang changed his name to Hongxing to the wall!

But the murderous intent is extremely heavy.

Now Nie Feng uses it, because he is just a competition with Changle, so his murderous intent is not that heavy.

But Changle can still get a glimpse of the truth.

This leg was straight towards Changle's neck. He caught the leg with the tiger's mouth, and then threw Nie Feng out by using the method of using force to hit the force.

Nie Feng fell to the ground with a back somersault.

He sighed a little, he would probably not be able to defeat this guy if he was not possessed.

"Tao Zhiyao!"

Until now, Nie Feng is unwilling to lose to Changle easily. This move seems powerless. However, if he underestimates the enemy, he will suffer a great loss. Changle naturally sees this move with extremely strong murderous intent.

He never retreated or avoided, and he punched Tao Zhiyao.

The fist wind was very strange, and Nie Feng was halfway through the move.

I realized the strangeness of Changle's punch, which seemed to have suction, sucking away all his strength.

"What kind of boxing method is this?" Nie Feng asked curiously.

"Borrow the fist!" Changle said with a smile, "If you borrow, you will return it!"

After saying that, his fist pushed hard towards Nie Feng. This punch was powered by Tao Zhiyaoyao just now. When the fist was pushed out, all the destroyed building remains around began to turn into sand and gravel and fly everywhere!

Seeing such a punch, Nie Feng directly used his light skills to avoid it. Changle didn't want to hurt him. He saw that he could dodge it and did not attack again. After destroying a mountain, the power of Changle's punch disappeared.

"Your Excellency is very skilled in martial arts. If you were not fighting for life and death, Nie would not be your opponent." Nie Feng also had his own pride.

Until now, he realized that he would not be able to defeat Changle without using the magic knife. However, because he had to use the magic knife in a battle, Nie Feng was not that competitive.

"I've heard of your magic sword." Changle nodded, "I'll finish reading the Aohan Six Arts today. I'll have a chance to see the rest again in the future."

"Then please take a look!" Nie Feng roared.

"Ice Blade Cold Heart!"

As soon as the move was released, the whole world seemed to slow down. This move was a move that was static and could be considered a top-ranked move in the entire Fengyun world.

Except for Nie Ying, the ancestor of the Nie family, who learned it, the knife score was lost. This was found by Nie Feng in Lingyun Cave, and he practiced it.

"It's interesting!" Blood oozed from the corner of Changle's mouth.

He paused for a moment, then raised his leg and kicked it casually! He kicked Nie Feng's leg! The two legs collided together!

boom!!!

The world seemed to shake, and then Nie Feng spitted out a mouthful of blood, and Changle's face looked very bad.

"Feng!" Second Meng ran over and hurriedly helped Nie Feng up, "Are you okay?"

Nie Feng shook his head. He knew that if Changle hadn't stopped his strength, his leg bone would have been kicked off by him.

"I lost!" Nie Feng said with his fists, "Thank you, brother, for holding back just now, otherwise Nie's leg would probably be broken."

Changle exhaled a big breath of true energy, and then his face looked daily.

"I didn't win. You still have a lot of things that are in the bottom of the box that are not useful, so I'm not considered a winner." Changle said seriously.

"Didn't you ask for your name in Taizun?" Nie Feng said with his fists.

"My name is Zhao Changle." Changle also clasped his fists at Nie Feng casually. "I'm still very unhappy!"

"Hahaha, if you want Brother Zhao to have fun, then Nie is probably going to do his best." Nie Feng was gentle and comfortable chatting with him. "Brother Zhao, I still have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first."
Chapter completed!