Ye Feng looked calm, the aura of the peak martial artist exploded in full swing, and the invisible aura spread out, and the aura of the first-level martial spirit facing Fatty Liu was no less powerful.
"Your appearance has caused too many surprises in my life." Fatty Liu stared at Ye Feng fiercely and gritted his teeth and said, "So, even if I can't kill you, I will definitely teach you an unforgettable lesson today."
Ye Feng spoke leisurely: "You seem to have forgotten that the words you and your subordinates have never seemed to have been fulfilled in me."
Fatty Liu showed a sinister smile on his face: "Then let it come true today!"
"Is that true?" Ye Feng's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and an invisible sharp light suddenly burst out, shooting towards Fatty Liu like a sharp sword.
Fatty Liu's eyelids twitched, raised his right hand, and the fighting spirit gushed, offsetting the powerful momentum intovisible.
The two of them faced each other in a tit-for-tat manner, and their violent aura kept making dull sounds at the collision, and there was a slight depression in the air.
"The Seventh Overlord is really amazing! Last time it was Wu Wenqiu, but this time it was the second young master of the Liu family." A young man muttered in a low voice.
"You want to die! If they hear you, you will die. Not only will they be beaten half to death, but they don't know where to find it when practicing." Another outer disciple looked left and right, knocked the head of the boy who had just spoken, and told him to silence.
The boy was shocked, looked around with his head down, patted his chest and exhaled deeply.
Staring at Ye Feng opposite, Fatty Liu exhaled deeply, quickly formed seals with his hands, and a series of complicated handprints formed. A faint yellow color began to appear on the surface of Fatty Liu's body. Gradually, the yellow color became rich and quickly solidified. Finally, a thick earth-yellow armor was covered on Fatty Liu's body.
"What is this?" As soon as the armor came out, it immediately attracted the attention of most disciples. Most of the outer disciples gasped and stared at the extremely thick rock armor in a daze.
"Is it armor? Armor condensed from Dou Qi." A young man swallowed, and his eyes looked at Fatty Liu with a hint of horror.
All the inner disciples also looked calm, and the young man with the number 1 had a serious expression: "Are you actually ready to take action at the beginning?"
The boy with the number 3 spoke: "Ye Feng is really unpredictable to ordinary people. This time he got into trouble with another big crocodile."
Yu Fengwu, who was beside her, raised her pretty face, just looked at Ye Feng worriedly, and then she lowered her head again with a bright red face, muttering secretly: "What a bastard."
The armor in front of him gradually took shape and finally put it on Fatty Liu, forming a powerful defensive armor. Ye Feng did not move at all. He pulled the corner of his mouth and a smile appeared on his face: "Don't you know that this armor has no effect on me?"
Ye Feng is not unfamiliar with this armor. The rock armor of the Earth-level low-level defensive martial arts were used by the leader of the Fire Wolf Cavalry in the last battle. In front of Ye Feng, who had removed the thousand-year-old heavy iron bond, a terrifying force exploded, and the low-level defensive martial arts of the Earth-level was also vulnerable.
"You'll know if you try it." Fatty Liu showed a hideous smile on his face.
"As you wish!" Ye Feng smiled faintly, his eyes shone brightly, and a small vortex of air appeared under his feet. His feet suddenly kicked the ground, and his body flashed and disappeared from the spot.
The afterimage had not disappeared. The next moment, Ye Feng's figure appeared behind Fatty Liu. He stretched out his right hand and clasped his palm into a fist. A green light flashed on his fist. The powerful air-breaking fist smashed down Fatty Liu's back.
A blue light flashed in the air, and he was about to hit him hard. At this moment, dense yellow thorns suddenly appeared on the extremely heavy rock armor, and they stood upright, looking extremely sharp.
"So it's this thing!" Ye Feng smiled coldly: "It's a pity that it's useless to me."
Bang! Ye Feng punched Fatty Liu hard on the back.
Crack Crack Crack! Where the fist hit, the yellow thorns broke one after another. Ye Feng broke through the defense of the thorns with a heavy punch and bombarded the armor.
With one punch, the armor did not change at all. Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and the violent fighting spirit on his right fist suddenly spit out, and thin cracks suddenly appeared on the armor. At the same time, powerful force gushed out, knocking Fatty Liu away fiercely.
With a bang, Fatty Liu's ball-like body flew fifteen or sixteen feet away and fell heavily to the ground.
"It's really better." Ye Feng smiled unanimously. There was no scar on his fist. The seemingly sharp yellow thorn could not leave even a trace of scar on Ye Feng's hands.
All the disciples were stunned. Fatty Liu, Mr. Liu, who was usually arrogant, was actually blown away with one punch? If it weren't for the fact that there were too many Fatty Liu's forces around him, many exploited outer disciples would have yelled happily.
The fat body moved, and Fatty Liu slowly climbed up, turned around, with a hideous smile on his face: "The strength and defense of the body are indeed extremely powerful, and even the rock thorn cannot hurt you."
"Thank you for the praise." Ye Feng smiled faintly, rolled up his sleeves, and his seemingly thin arms contained an extremely fierce power.
"Look at me blowing your turtle shell!"
He shouted loudly, and a small vortex of air appeared under his feet. His body and martial arts were activated again like shadows. Ye Feng's figure flashed and left a shadow on the battlefield, rushing towards Fatty Liu in a flash.
Fatty Liu glanced around with his little eyes, looking for Ye Feng's traces with all his might. At the same time, his body slowly moved in place, guarding against Ye Feng's sudden attack.
Bang! Ye Feng's figure appeared on the iron pillars around the battle arena. With a light step on it, the iron pillars immediately sunk.
Fatty Liu's eyes quickly glanced over, but Ye Feng's figure flashed, leaving another afterimage disappearing.
"Broken Gold Fist."
Taking advantage of Fatty Liu's vision, Ye Feng suddenly appeared behind Fatty Liu's side, raised his right fist, and the fighting spirit in his body ran wildly. The gorgeous and dazzling golden light suddenly lit up and quickly condensed into a golden fist. With a loud shout, the majestic golden fist bombarded the rock armor like a turtle shell.
Boom! The sound of wind sounded behind his head, and Fatty Liu was immediately surprised. His fat body turned around quickly, and the yellowish thorn on the rock armor appeared quickly to block Ye Feng's attack.
Crack! As the defense of the yellow thorn collapsed, Ye Feng's dazzling golden fist hit the rock armor heavily.
"Bang!" The sound of rock shattering sounded. At the moment of contact, Ye Feng's majestic punch instantly defeated the defense of the rock armor, and cracks quickly appeared on its surface.
"Explode!" Ye Feng gently exhaled a syllable from his mouth, and the power and fighting spirit on his right fist suddenly burst out.
As Ye Feng said, the rock armor burst out.
Fatty Liu's body had not yet turned back, his pupils suddenly shrank, his hands stretched out, and he slapped his body quickly retreated.
Wow, swow, swow! Under the rock armor, countless yellow thorns suddenly appeared and bombarded Ye Feng densely.
"Ah!" The sudden appearance made the screams around the fighting arena overwhelmed.
The golden right fist shattered the yellow thorn in front of him, and Ye Feng smiled faintly.
Cranky and Cranky! All the yellow thorns hit Ye Feng's body, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.
He stretched out his left hand and gently clamped a thorn between his index finger and middle finger. Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly and said, "The power of the subordinate martial arts of the low-level defensive martial arts in the ground level seems to be a little less." This unexpected attack can be said to be a big killing weapon for other people who have not practiced their physical body. Unfortunately, it was Ye Feng who bumped into it. With his extremely powerful physical body, Ye Feng blocked all the thorns.
Seeing that all the thorns did not pose any threat to Ye Feng at all, Fatty Liu's face turned gloomy, but for a while, he showed a sinister smile.
Shaking his head, Ye Feng smiled faintly. The terrifying speed was twice as fast as a normal peak martial artist, which exploded instantly. The afterimage flashed on the spot, crossing dozens of meters of distance between the two, Ye Feng's figure appeared behind Fatty Liu again.
The powerful golden fist hit out and punched him hard at Fatty Liu's head. The powerful force even made the air stagnate.
"Your speed is indeed very fast! The attack is indeed very strong." A wind sounded behind his head, and a sinister smile appeared on Fatty Liu's face.
"Just..." Fatty Liu turned around quickly at a speed that was extremely disproportionate to his body shape. His fat face bulged high, his cheeks were bulging high, and there seemed to be a brutal sound from his open mouth.
"The lion's roar!"
Roar! Like a crazy lion roar, a huge roar sounded in the empty square. The entire square was trembling, and a storm storm broke out on the flat ground. Even the iron pillars around the fighting are blowing creaking, as if they were about to be pulled up by the flat ground. An extremely powerful huge current surged up and raised the smoke and dust in the sky.
Ah! Most of the disciples around the arena were blown to the ground by the strong wind, screaming shrillly, stretching out their hands to cover their ears, and a trace of blood could be seen slowly overflowing between the gaps of their fingers.
"It's so terrifying! What kind of martial arts is this!" Only a small number of disciples who saw that the situation was not good reached out and covered their ears, and survived. Even though they covered their ears, there was still a loud rumbling sound in their ears. Looking at the tragic situation of the fallen disciples, they shivered one after another.
The disciples around were still so miserable. Where is the person at the center of the attack? All the disciples gasped, their eyes scanning the smoke and dust in the sky, looking for the black shadow.