Puff!

Ding Feng's left shoulder was cut by a sword, his clothes were cut, but only a shallow blood mark appeared on his skin. ∑ the right leg was slashed with a knife, and Ding Feng's muscles were wriggling, and he did not break a single inch at all.

He was covered with blood everywhere, and a bloody man seemed extremely miserable, but in fact he was just a flesh-and-skin wound.

Bang……!

Ding Feng could not dodge and was pressed on Xiang Dalong's chest with a palm, which immediately shook him out. Xiang Dalong chased him tightly, swept his legs across, and knocked Ding Feng to the ground hard, smashing a deep pit.

Xiang Dalong didn't give up yet, so he rose up in the air and stepped on Ding Feng's stomach as he fell.

puff……!

Ding Feng rose, and as soon as he looked up, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he yelled like a madman, "Get out of here!"

He grabbed Xiang Dalong's left foot with both hands, used all his strength to fly Xiang Dalong out. He jumped up, went crazy and roared wildly.

"Come again!"

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes turned red, as if he was immortal, and he rushed towards the Xiang family's strong man.

Not afraid of death, not being able to be beaten to death, and this crazy spirit shocked everyone.

"Kill, kill, kill him!"

Xiang Dalong roared wildly, and he was also shocked by Ding Feng's madness. At the same time, he thought of a terrible possibility. If Ding Feng was not killed today, in the future, with this crazy spirit and the potential to defy the sky, he would definitely destroy the Xiang family.

"Eight Demon-Suppressing Fist, die, die!"

He raised an unprecedented murderous intention towards the dragon, burned his essence and blood, rioted his true energy, and used his boxing technique that had not yet been practiced. At the moment when several family elders suppressed Ding Feng, he punched Ding Feng on the back.

Bang……!

Ding Feng flew out slanted, and his mouth was bleeding.

"Die!"

He roared at the dragon, chased him up, came to Ding Feng, jumped up, and punched eighteen punches on Ding Feng's stomach one after another. The true energy gushed into his body, destroying wildly.

Ding Fenggong became shrimp.

Puff…!

Ding Feng spit out a mouthful of pains and threw his body to an altitude of twenty or thirty meters.

Falling towards the dragon, looking at Ding Feng who was still thrown away, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and murmured: "Is it damn it now? If I don't die, it's unreasonable!"

"Ding Feng..."

Liu Mei'er covered her mouth and screamed in surprise.

"Brother Feng..."

Feng Wu trembled and wanted to rush over, but stopped again, but her eyes swept towards Xiang’s family, full of cold murderous intent.

"Are you going to die?"

Liu Yijian felt sorry, "What a great opponent that can inspire my fighting spirit and make me chase after me, which is a pity!"

"Ding Feng..."

Bai Shengqiu clenched his fists.

"Brother Feng...!"

The big bull, who had just arrived, shouted shrillly when he saw this scene, was about to rush over, but was controlled by Liu Yijian.

"Brother Feng...!"

The corners of the big bull's eyes exploded, and he stared at the powerful Xiang family fiercely, swearing, "Brother Feng, you are going to die, I will let everyone in the Xiang family pay your life!"

The crying and bloody oath made Liu Yijian's heart shocked.

"Luckily I die, otherwise it would be a disaster for the whole world!"

Someone is glad.

"What a pity that such a genius!"

Some people feel sorry.

But Ding Feng, who flew backwards, had his eyes as bright as a lamp.

"This feeling is this feeling."

Ding Feng takes this small injury seriously. Compared with the torture of the Nine Levels of Hell, his current injury is softer than the massage of his lover's little hand.

"I have practiced the body tempering technique to the peak of the seventh level, and I am only one line away from the eighth level, but I have never been able to break through, but today...!"

There are nine levels of body quenching skills, one to three levels correspond to human level, four to six levels correspond to earth level, seven to nine levels correspond to heaven level, nine levels are perfect, and it is difficult to get hurt below the divine weapon.

In the Wandao Mountain, he practiced the body tempering skills to the seventh level in a short period of time with the help of the endless effects of the spiritual liquid of heaven and earth and the guidance of the old man. However, for some reason, he was unable to continue to break through and reach the eighth level.

Mr. Shan once said: The physical condition is limited and the bloodline is confined. If you want to continue to break through, you have to endure the corresponding training. Simply put, you are beaten, injured and reorganized, constantly tempered, and then break through. However, reorganization of injury is simple. If you are too serious, you will die. If you are too minor, you will have no use. At the same time, you must have a rare drug to recover, otherwise there will be hidden injuries. If you are mild, your cultivation will not move forward, and if you are severe, you will cause your physical collapse.

This is a degree!

He should have escaped far away by Xiang Dahai and others, but suddenly his heart moved and thought of the body tempering technique. With the help of Xiang Dahai and others, he broke through the existing confinement, then established himself, and made a breakthrough.

Ding Feng flew backwards and thoughts.

"My body has no less than a hundred wounds outside, and there is almost no good place. Inside, I am bombarded with continuous bombardment into the sea, and the true energy is spreading, destroying the internal organs, causing almost all the bones to crack. If I get a strong blow, I am afraid that it will break the power and cause the body to collapse!"

"This is also the best opportunity to break and then stand, but before this, the injury must be recovered before the impact can be carried out, so...!"

When Ding Feng thought of this, he took out a talisman, which was the highest-quality holy light talisman at the heaven level, and immediately slapped it on his body. The holy light flashed and turned into billions of light, surrounding him in the middle, turning into a light cocoon.

The holy light penetrated into the body, and Ding Feng felt like he had returned to his mother's body and wanted to fall asleep comfortably.

“What a powerful effect!”

Ding Feng found that the wounds on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially those slightly deeper wounds, you could see granulation like small insects squirming rapidly, and the next moment it turned into a scar, and the broken internal organs and cracked bones in his body were also healing rapidly.

This is not the end, even the energy he spent is recovering.

When he fell, his injuries had almost recovered, but the light cocoon still existed, and the holy light was spreading through the sky, making him look like the Son of God.

"It's time!"

Ding Feng took out a bottle from the system space and poured it down. This was the spiritual liquid of heaven and earth brought from the lake in Wandao Mountain, and it was also the only thing brought out besides the martial arts.

"Body tempering skills, break them and then stand, break through!"

Use the exercises to absorb the power of spiritual liquid to reach all parts of the body. At the same time, use the power of the Great Sage Light Talisman to temper the body regardless of the consequences and make a breakthrough.

His body was changing rapidly.

The bones are reorganized, the muscles are strengthened, the internal organs are hardened, and the blood vessels are transforming rapidly at every moment.

These scenes shocked half of the county town.

"What is that? What a bright light, what a warm white light. Looking at it, I feel peaceful in my heart!"

"Why did a white light appear on him? Could it be the Son of God?"

"Oh my God, miracles, absolutely miracles!"

Shocked, except for shock, but also shock, only Feng Wu smiled.

"Is the Holy Light Talisman? No wonder Brother Feng said that he can deal with it without surpassing the heaven level. With this kind of talisman, as long as he is not killed instantly, he can recover immediately."

Feng Wu completely relieved her heart.

"what is going on?"

What shocked him even more was that he found that Ding Feng's aura was increasing, rapidly increasing. This aura made him frightened.

For no reason, fear emerged from his heart.

"No matter how you pretend to be a ghost, you will be killed today!"

Xiang Dalong's intention to kill was even stronger. He stomped his feet hard, and the earth cracked. He rose up in the air and shot towards the falling Ding Feng. A green light of about an inch was condensed from his two fists, and he punched Ding Feng's forehead and fell to his heart.

"Good come!"

At this moment, the holy light on Ding Feng's body disappeared. He looked at Xiang Dalong who was leaping over and smiled cruelly.
Chapter completed!