As the sound of cracking sounds came, Fatty Liu's aura was radiating around him, and he soon reached the level of a first-level martial spirit.
However, Fatty Liu's momentum still did not stop and was still slowly increasing.
The early stage of the initial martial spirit...
The middle stage of the initial martial spirit...
The late stage of the initial martial spirit...
Boom! Fatty Liu's aura suddenly increased, breaking through the peak of the first-level martial spirit, and entering the intermediate-level martial spirit level.
"Middle-level martial spirit!" Ye Feng's pupils contracted slightly, his face a little ugly: "It turns out to be a secret method to improve his strength."
All the disciples came to their senses and looked at Fatty Liu in shock.
"I am worthy of being the second young master of the Liu family, and my handwriting is so great." A young man exclaimed.
"The secret method to improve strength is originally the strength of the first-level martial spirit, which is higher than the Seventh Overlord. Now that the secret method has been improved, it has reached the level of the middle-level martial spirit, but there is a certain gap in strength!" Another young man said solemnly.
"The gap in strength is huge, and I don't know if the seventh overlord can defeat Mr. Liu Er." Another young man said.
Bang! The momentum of Fatty Liu's mid-level martial spirit was released in terrifyingly, and all the gravels on the ground were blown away. With his right hand, a violent fighting spirit gushed out, instantly sucking the blood-red serrated sword under the deep pit into his hand, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Ye Feng, this is what you asked for."
Holding the dragon scale knife tightly in his hand, a faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's pale face, and he said lightly: "Fatty Liu, you are too arrogant to yourself."
"You can defeat the first-level martial spirit, but I don't believe that you can defeat the middle-level martial spirit. The huge gap in strength cannot be compensated." Fatty Liu smiled grimly and shouted.
Gently flipping the dragon scale knife in his hand, Ye Feng's mouth slightly raised, his eyes suddenly slashed, and a sharp light burst out: "Then let you see it for a long time!"
Whoosh! Without any warning, Fatty Liu's huge body suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot. The gravel in the spot suddenly burst out.
"Low-level martial arts, Green Light Wind-Devouring Palm!"
Fatty Liu's figure had just disappeared. With a loud shout from Fatty Liu, a huge palm print that was two meters high appeared in the sky above the huge deep pit between the two. The palm print was surrounded by faint green light, which contained violent energy. The palm print streaked across the sky, causing a sharp whistling sound, and bombarded Ye Feng on the opposite side at extremely fast speed.
The distance between the two was almost fleeting. As soon as the huge palm print appeared, it appeared in front of Ye Feng the next moment. The huge palm print two meters high suddenly pressed down with an unparalleled pressure, and the air seemed to stagnate.
Another ground-level martial art! Ye Feng's pupils contracted slightly, his left palm quickly raised, he clasped his palm into a fist, and the fighting energy in his body was circulating wildly. A shiny golden light suddenly lit up on his fist. The golden light quickly became rich, emitting a sharp and violent aura, and finally condensed into an extremely violent golden fist.
"Break it for me!"
The huge palm print came with a terrifying sound of breaking through the air. Ye Feng shouted loudly, and the terrifying physical strength exploded instantly. The muscles of the left arm tightened, and the infinite power contained under the seemingly thin arm suddenly burst out. The golden fist aimed at the huge palm print in front and bombarded it hard.
The golden fist hit the huge palm print hard, rumbling! The wind was flying all over the sky, and the violent and terrifying impact was swept out by the strong wind.
Ye Feng moved his shoulders slightly, shaking gently but still stood firm, looking for Fatty Liu with sharp eyes.
After Fatty Liu's strength increased to the intermediate level of martial spirit, his speed increased by a lot. With the effect of body skills and martial arts, it was not inferior to Ye Feng's speed. He flashed in the field and left behind afterimages everywhere.
Bang! The gold-breaking fist was blown out strongly. Fatty Liu had just dodged to Ye Feng and was about to launch an attack. Facing the powerful gold-breaking fist, he could only barely avoid it and dodge quickly.
"There is not much fighting spirit in your body, and it seems that you need to quickly resolve the battle." Ye Feng's face turned pale and he muttered softly.
Fatty Liu seemed to have seen the huge consumption of fighting spirit in Ye Feng's body, and a hideous smile appeared on his face: "If you delay like this, Ye Feng, you will definitely hurt me hard."
"Don't think too absolute in everything." Ye Feng smiled faintly, tightened the dragon scale knife in his hand, and the boundless domineering sword intention slowly emanated.
The body was slightly relaxed, and Ye Feng let the muscles in his body rest, while his eyes were sharply staring at the constantly flickering shadow.
"Don't waste your efforts! Ye Feng, all martial arts in the world are invincible, only the speed is not broken! Just wait for me to die!" Fatty Liu laughed hideously in the arena.
"So sinister." A teenager around the arena took a breath.
"Young Master Liu is a mid-level martial spirit, so there is certainly an advantage in fighting spirit." Another young man said.
"If you can't win head-on fight, use this dirty method." Another young man said contemptuously.
The stalemate entered the stage of the battle. Fatty Liu used his powerful speed to keep flashing, leaving many afterimages on the battle. He was constantly attacking Ye Feng.
Bang bang bang! Ye Feng stood steadily, his sharp eyes flashed with the figure, his body continued to rotate, his fighting spirit surging in his left fist, and the golden fist fist was in fierce confrontation with Fatty Liu, and there were constant explosions on the field.
Gradually, after a long period of time, Ye Feng seemed to have no sign of exhausting all the fighting spirit. Fatty Liu began to get a little anxious, and while flashing, he spoke ferociously: "Ye Feng, your death date has come."
Fatty Liu's figure continued to change and flicker in the battle arena, and rushed towards Ye Feng quickly. At the same time, the jagged blood-red long sword in his hand was raised, and the fighting spirit lingered. A dazzling blood-red red color suddenly appeared on the long sword. With the injected fighting spirit, the blood-red red light gradually became richer. The dazzling blood-red light continued to squirt on the blade. The terrible aura of Shura's purgatory like the world-destroying surging was surging, which made everyone frightened.
A smile rose as he pulled the corner of his mouth. Ye Feng tightened the dragon scale knife in his hand. The fighting spirit in his body suddenly surged and boiled, and it started to move wildly. The dragon scale knife drew a strange curve in the air and raised it high in the air. The sharp blade shone with gorgeous white light in the sun, and the breath it emitted was chilling.
The Dragon Scale Knife kept swallowing the Dou Qi in Ye Feng's body like a bottomless pit. A faint Dou Qi lingered on the blade of the Dragon Scale Knife. Puff! As the Dou Qi gathered to a certain extent, a sharp and domineering aura burst out from the Dragon Scale Knife, forming a three or four-meter-long terrifying sword aura on the blade of the Dragon Scale Knife, hissing! The knife aura kept squirting, and the sharp sword aura seemed to be about to cut the air.
The huge arc-shaped sword aura on the dragon scale knife has taken shape, and the sharp and invincible aura slowly dissipated.
"Blood-colored Purgatory!" Fatty Liu's body flashed and continued to move forward. Finally, he shouted suddenly. The blood-red sword in his hand was cut down with a terrifying aura like a mountain suppression. The blood-red light seemed to form a blood-colored Purgatory, and it gushed overwhelmed. Wherever he passed, the boundless blood red was terrifying.
Just as Fatty Liu made a knife, Ye Feng's eyes condensed at the same time, and his outstanding dynamic vision instantly captured where Fatty Liu made a move.
The terrifying sword aura on the dragon scale knife in his hand squirted. Ye Feng's eyes suddenly slashed, and his muscles tightened instantly, and then suddenly burst out. The terrifying power contained in it reached his right hand. The seemingly thin right arm suddenly burst into blue veins, and the extremely powerful terrifying power burst out.
"Twenty heavy blows in the sky!" In an instant, Ye Feng felt the limit of his strength, and without hesitation, he took action with all his strength. With a loud shout, the dragon scale knife in his right hand suddenly slashed down fiercely.
The dragon scale sword suddenly slashed down with a mighty force that seemed to destroy the world. The huge arc-shaped sword aura broke away from the blade and instantly cut through a short distance, rushing towards the blood-red world in front.
The blood-red purgatory dragged the blood-red tail across the sky, and the huge sharp sword aura teared through the air. Two extremely terrifying auras burst out from the two lights, and the space trembled faintly, as if it could not withstand such a violent attack.
"Wow!" All the disciples glared and screamed in surprise. The fighting spirit moved, sealed their ears, buried their heads one by one, covered their ears, and looked at the extremely terrifying collision without looking at them.
After waiting for a while, all the disciples were slightly stunned. The expected terrifying collision did not happen. Everyone raised their heads, then glared at their eyes, their faces full of shock.
Almost at the moment of contact, the invincible sharp sword aura exuded a terrible aura. The huge arc-shaped sword aura cut the blood-red world straight into two halves. The unparalleled sharp huge arc-shaped sword aura was unobstructed in the blood-red purgatory and bombarded Fatty Liu behind him.
Fatty Liu glared at his eyes, then quickly reacted, a hint of fear appeared on his face, and screamed in horror, and then quickly dodged to the side.
Swish! A crisp sound rang out, accompanied by this sound, a bloody arm and a blood-red sword flew into the sky.
Bang! The sky was covered with blood, and the arms and blood-red sword fell to the ground, and there was a bang.
Fatty Liu knelt on the ground weakly, his eyes were lost, his muscles twisted on his face, and he was just staring at the right arm stupidly. On his right shoulder, blood gushed out wildly, overflowing all over the ground.
Ye Feng's face turned paler, his right hand holding the Dragon Scale Knife trembled slightly, but there was a faint smile on his face.