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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven The Last Blow - Flying Knife

The endless stream of energy spread from wave after wave to wave, and the green grass seemed to be smashed into pieces by a mower. The whole world was covered with broken grass, flying all over the sky, as if cheering for the fight between the three.

"Bang bang." Two dull sounds came from the three of them fighting.

Ye Xiaofeng fought with the two of them with a fist. The surging force made the clothes on the three of them cut into cracks, and they were in a mess. Ye Xiaofeng's body flew back ten meters away under the huge impact. The man twisted his body in the air and stopped steadily on the weeds. Ye Xunhuan and Zheng Yabin did not have such good luck. They fell directly into the weeds.

"Bao, bah." Zheng Yabin rushed out of the pile of weeds and spat a few mouthfuls of saliva. The saliva was green. He wiped the broken grass on his face and stared at Ye Xiaofeng and cursed: "Damn, you're so cruel! I took a bite of weeds and really treated me as a livestock."

Ye Xunhuan jumped out, and said coldly without saying a word, the heat in his eyes still existed.

"Come again." He fought against them alone just now, and his heart was extremely happy. He let out a long roar and rushed over again.

"Come back! I'm almost crippled." Zheng Yabin said with a depressed look on his face. He couldn't beat him, his fist was not as hard as others. He wanted to run away as fast as others. He really felt extremely frustrated.

"Bang bang bang." He answered him with a fist containing terrifying power. Ye Xiaofeng had instantly arrived in front of the two of them. The fist was shining brightly, looking more dazzling and brighter than diamonds. That was when the two of them didn't notice this. They both felt the power bursting out from Ye Xiaofeng's fist.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

After a while, the three of them separated again, "Hahaha, it's so refreshing." Ye Xiaofeng's face was full of energy and looked much more energetic, with only a dozen more punch marks on his white short sleeves.

However, the two of them formed a strong contrast with Ye Xiaofeng. Their hair was messy, like a bird's nest, with fragments of grass smearing on them, and they looked as embarrassed as they were.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, Zheng Yabin was a little aggrieved and was about to cry, "Damn, you are so happy, but I was so handsome that I was beaten like this by you." He stretched out his hand that occupied some blood with great distress, touched his swollen face, and looked at Ye Xiaofeng's eyes full of resentment.

When Ye Xunhuan saw Ye Xiaofeng's appearance, he couldn't help but thrust the corners of his mouth. He was almost made into a panda by Ye Xiaofeng. Fortunately, he hid quickly, but his fist hit his cheek and became swollen.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng's eyes came over again, looking like he was still unsatisfied.

Zheng Yabin shivered and waved his hand quickly and said, "Brother, don't worry, I won't let you go back with me. If you want to fight, just fight with him alone!"

Zheng Yabin pointed at Ye Xunhuan without hesitation, moved his body and quickly left, "Damn it, it's really not a human being. Hitting him is like hitting an iron block." He cursed in a low voice, shaking his painful hands hard.

Seeing Zheng Yabin's appearance, Ye Xiaofeng felt funny. This time he fought with them to vent, not to kill their lives. Ye Xiaofeng didn't say anything, but turned his attention to Ye Xunhuan. He wanted to know if Ye Xunhuan wanted to fight him now.

"You are taking my move. If you catch it, I won't force you and I won't report your affairs." Ye Xunhuan stared at Ye Xiaofeng.

"good."

A handle was only four inches long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and was transparent all over. A very small flying knife slid from Ye Xunhuan's cuff to the palm of his hand and gently held it with his five fingers. At this moment, his temperament changed like a knowledgeable scholar, but it was this temperament that gave Ye Xiaofeng an extremely dangerous feeling.

Ye Xiaofeng stared at the flying knife in Ye Xunhuan's hand tightly, his eyes narrowed, and his spirit condensed like never before.

Suddenly, at some point, the flying knife in Ye Xunhuan's hand had disappeared. His face turned particularly pale and his spirit was a little depressed. A stream of light flashed by, as if the speed of light. The flying knife crossed the boundary between time and space and came to Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and clamped them hard. All this happened between the flash of lightning, but it still did not block the flying knife. Seeing that the flying knife was about to stab him, Ye Xiaofeng's body fell, opened his mouth and bit it, and suddenly bit the sick flying knife.

He felt his white teeth almost break, and the two fingers had swollen, like two carrots. At this time, the hideous mask on his face exploded, revealing his somewhat pretty face.

Zheng Yabin opened his mouth wide in shock. When the person was not shocked by Ye Xiaofeng, he did not notice Ye Xiaofeng's appearance, but was shocked by Ye Xiaofeng's flying knife that actually caught Ye Xunhuan's flying knife. This was really incredible.

You should know that Ye Xunhuan can only use a flying knife now, but that flying knife almost contains all his energy and spirit. The power it bursts out is that people in the fourth level of the innate realm dare not accept it. When people think the other party can avoid it.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng catch his flying knife, Ye Xunhuan was also shocked and felt a little sad. He did not expect that Ye Xiaofeng's strength was so strong, "You are the second person to catch my flying knife."

"Oh, who was the first person to catch your flying knife?" Ye Xiaofeng asked curiously.

"You will know next year." Ye Xunhuan said lightly.

"(5) Ah! It's you, you're not that." At this time, Zheng Yabin noticed Ye Xiaofeng's face and pointed at Ye Xiaofeng in surprise.

"I am Ye Xiaofeng, haha, I'm very happy to see two of you again." Ye Xiaofeng's face showed a harmless smile.

"Oh, I've lost a lot. I've long felt that you are very strong. If I knew it was you, I wouldn't have come. Now I've made myself a pig's head. Woo woo woo woo woo my handsome image!" Zheng Yabin said with a sad face.

"You are a cultivator, why should you interfere in the secular affairs?" Ye Xunhuan looked at Ye Xiaofengdao with a pale face.

"I don't want to do it either. They want to hit me. I can't help but fight back." Ye Xiaofeng smiled.

"Oh. You should be careful in the future. Don't be discovered by others, otherwise the consequences will be serious." Ye Xunhuan said lightly.

"Thanks."

"Need not."

"Hey, why did you ignore me? Although I look a little ugly now, you don't have to exclude me so obviously!" Seeing Ye Xiaofeng and Ye Xunhuan say one by one, leaving him aside, Zheng Yabin quit.

"Haha, thank you two friends for having a fight with me. It's so good. I still have something to do, so I left first." After saying that, Ye Xiaofeng's body moved and disappeared.

"Damn, I think we are being treated as sandbags." Looking at Ye Xiaofeng's departure, Zheng Ya was very depressed, "But his strength is really strong. We can't beat him even if we join forces. It seems that there will be a good show next year, hehe."
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