Ye Feng smiled faintly, with a touch of joking in his eyes.
The resident asked in surprise: "How do you have such fast dynamic vision?"
A smile appeared on Ye Feng's mouth. Ye Feng had never relaxed for a moment in the illusion array. During the attack of the ice arrows, he captured the trajectory of dozens of ice arrows in the air while dodging quickly. After twenty days of cultivation, his dynamic vision obviously rose to a higher level, so he could easily see through the movement direction of the party's movement. In addition, the speed shown by the party was not too outrageous, so Ye Feng could handle it.
Seeing Ye Feng lowering his head and not answering, Guan Fang snorted coldly and said gloomyly: "It seems that you can't defeat you without exerting all your strength."
"Haha!" Ye Feng laughed loudly, after laughing, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I look forward to your full performance."
"You will regret it!" Guan Fang said gloomyly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Fang's sole suddenly kicked to the ground, his body flashed quickly on the spot, and rushed towards Ye Feng, twice as fast as before.
"It's really coming!" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the speed was beyond Ye Feng's sight.
Boom! The wind sounded behind my head, and the violent and powerful wind was a little stronger than just now.
After suddenly turning around, Ye Feng faced the faint golden light in front of him, stretched out his right hand, and a faint red light in his palm lit up, and a hot flame filled Ye Feng's palm.
"Flame Palm!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, and the blue veins on his right arm burst out. The power in his body burst out. He pushed his right palm suddenly, and the fierce and violent heat wave aimed at the light golden light in front of him and met him hard.
"Bang!"
Two powerful fighting spirits collided with each other, and a huge strong wind scattered everywhere. Both figures couldn't help but retreated four or five steps before they stood firm.
Guan Fang had a strong shock on his face. The powerful collision just now made his right hand numb in an instant, and his whole arm was numb. The powerful force made him extremely shocked.
Stopped his retreating figure, Ye Feng stepped on the ground calmly, his body and martial arts activated like a shadow, and a tiny vortex of air appeared under his feet, and his body quickly counterattacked towards the Guan side like an arrow from a string.
In an instant, he rushed to Guan Fang and raised his right fist covered with a faint blue light. Ye Feng punched Guan Fang's cheek and bombarded him hard.
Guan Fang's pupils shrank violently, and Ye Feng's sudden increase in speed surprised him. Looking at the powerful light green light in front of him, he had no time to dodge, so he could only barely stretch out his right hand, a faint golden light covered the surface, and faced the Biaokong Fist in front of him.
Guan Fang suddenly stepped back four or five steps to stand firm. His face was slightly gloomy, he stabilized his body, kicked the ground with his feet, and attacked him in reverse.
"hey-hey!"
Ye Feng grinned, without evading at all, fighting! He punched out, and a faint green light flashed, and he hit him hard.
Under the heavy and depressing iron tower, the two fought fiercely, with violent winds scattering everywhere, and smoke and dust flying on the road. The two collided wildly in the smoke and dust in the sky at a speed that ordinary people could not see, and the rumbling explosion sounded everywhere.
Such a strong collision made Ye Feng boil slightly, and he roared to the sky, punching one punch after another, one punch was heavier and stronger than the other. The explosion-like power under the loose black robe surged out, exerting all his strength, and the violent and powerful wind kept bombarding out.
Sneer! Ye Feng's black clothes were pulled off a corner by the detention party. At the same time, the detention party tilted his head slightly, and the strong wind passed by his ears, shocking the detention party into a cold sweat.
Ye Feng took step by step, calm and solemn, and the violent fist wind kept blasting out, and the power in his body bombarded endlessly.
Being in the stormy waves created by the fighting spirit, he continued to fight for a while, cold sweat came out from Guan Fang's forehead. He looked at Ye Feng, who was still energetic in disbelief. Under Ye Feng's strong fist wind, he felt that it was more difficult to take a punch than to punch, and the power in Ye Feng's body seemed to have no limit, and it was still slowly increasing, each punch was extremely heavy.
Bang! He took Ye Feng's punch again, Guan Fang staggered and took seven or eight steps in a row before he stood firm, with a strong look of horror on his face.
The violent wind scattered everywhere, raised the loose sleeves of Ye Feng's body, revealing the heavy thousand-year-old heavy iron on his wrist, and then floated down and covered it again.
His eyes instantly captured the thousand-year-old heavy iron. Guan Fang's eyes were bulging like a toad, and his mouth widened, looking at Ye Feng in disbelief.
"That's..." Guan Fang came to his senses and asked in disbelief.
"Thousand years of heavy iron." Ye Feng smiled with teeth, and there was no big fluctuation on his face. After wearing it for three months, he was already used to it.
"………………” Guan Fang said in shock: "You actually always wear this to fight me?"
"It's not too heavy to get used to it!" Ye Feng said lightly.
"………………” The guards' black line on the forehead couldn't help but mutter: "It's just a monster! It's really a thousand-year-old iron! Under such heavy thousand-year-old iron suppression, he can still beat me to the disadvantage! Although I only exerted part of my strength, it's too terrible! If I take off the thousand-year-old wrist guard..."
Thinking of this, Guan Fang couldn't help but his pupils contracted.
"But Brother Guan has been suppressing his cultivation. He is just a stake in each other. Do you still have to continue?" Ye Feng said leisurely.
Guan Fang's pupils shrank, and he could actually see that he had suppressed his cultivation and was fighting! Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and there would be no result if he continued to fight with Ye Feng. According to the current situation, even if he exerted all his strength, it would be difficult to defeat Ye Feng!
Thinking of this in his heart, Guan Fang smiled and said, "Of course not, Brother Ye Feng is indeed amazingly talented. No wonder Elder Lu will take you as a disciple."
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng withdrew his momentum and smiled faintly: "Actually Brother Guan is also good." Judging from this battle, although Guan was suppressed by himself, he actually did not suffer much damage. With Ye Feng's keen insight, of course, he knew that Guan's hidden strength had not been shown yet, and his real strength could not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Guan Fang's face calmed down and he said frankly: "The Ye Feng brothers are still better than others, Guan Fang believes that he is not as good as he does."
call!
In front of the dark and heavy tower, a gust of wind blew, and Lu Zhenqun's figure appeared in the air and slowly landed.