Chapter 228 Fighting against the white-robed youth
A gleam of fear flashed in the eyes of the young man in white robes, and a sharp breath burst out from his five fingers. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are indeed a genius disciple of Qingyun Sect! No wonder my brother will be defeated at your hands."
Ye Feng's expression turned cold and he said calmly: "You will also be defeated by me."
"Impossible!" the young man in white robe yelled: "I am here to avenge my brother! I will make your life worse than death!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he said coldly: "Unfortunately, your opportunity has been missed. Now prepare to accept my trial! I will make you pay for the actions you have committed!"
In Ye Feng's heart, the young man in white robe in front of him is already a mortal man. If Yu Fengwu hadn't sacrificed his life to protect him that day, I'm afraid he would never see the sun again today. As the culprit, the young man in white robe must die!
Must die!
The young man in white robe laughed ferociously: "I'm just a peak martial artist, but he shamelessly asked me to pay the price! Hahaha..."
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and slowly stretched out his right hand. The right hand covered with golden scales shone with golden light, and an inexplicable domineering aura emanated from Ye Feng.
Boom! The momentum of Ye Feng's whole body exploded, and the huge momentum of the peak martial artist slowly spread out with Ye Feng as the center, forcing towards the white-robed young man.
The young man in white robe's eyelids twitched, and he laughed ferociously: "Ye Feng, you are stubborn!" With the young man in white robe as the center, the terrifying aura of high-level martial arts radiated out, completely blocking Ye Feng's aura.
, and even turned around and pushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng snorted coldly, kicked the ground suddenly with the soles of his feet, and ejected from the spot like a cannonball, quickly shooting at the white-robed young man. His right fist stretched out, and the fighting energy in his body was running wildly, and his right hand covered with golden scales
The golden light flashed, and a golden fist quickly formed on the surface, and a sharp and violent aura emanated from the golden fist.
"Golden Fist!"
Ye Feng suddenly shouted loudly and punched out with his right fist. A powerful and violent punch tore through the air. He quickly appeared in front of the white-robed young man and hit the white-robed young man hard on the cheek.
Seeing the terrifying power of this punch, the young man in white robe twitched his mouth, his feet flashed quickly, and his figure disappeared in a flash, avoiding Ye Feng's attack.
Bang! Ye Feng stopped and punched the wall behind Shangguan Tianming heavily.
Click! The wall made an overwhelming sound, and a large number of dense cracks appeared in Ye Feng's fist. The cracks were scattered around the fist like a spider web.
Ye Feng withdrew his right fist and turned to look at the white-robed young man.
As Ye Feng withdrew his fist, a big hole suddenly appeared in the wall, and crack! Fine powder continued to fall down.
Seeing the powerful momentum of Ye Feng's punch, the white-robed young man's eyelids jumped and he said ferociously: "He is indeed the strongest outer disciple of Qingyun Sect!"
Boom! Ye Feng's soles of his feet hit the ground heavily, smoke and dust suddenly rose from the place, and he rushed towards the white-robed young man like an arrow from a string. He stretched out his right fist, and aimed his golden fist at the white-robed young man's face.
Smashed it down hard.
"Huh! No matter how strong you are, you are only a peak martial artist!"
The young man in white robe smiled ferociously, fighting energy circulated in his body, he stretched out his right hand, a faint fighting spirit lingered on his hand, and turned into a faint golden light in the blink of an eye.
"Don't think you are the only one with metal attack skills!"
The young man in white robe laughed ferociously, and rushed towards Ye Feng without retreating. The golden light flashing on his right hand quickly condensed into the shape of an eagle's claw. The golden light was awe-inspiring and imposing.
"Xuan-level advanced martial arts, Eagle Claw!"
The white-robed young man smiled sinisterly, and his unparalleled sharp golden eagle claws faced the terrifying wind ahead.
Ye Feng frowned, and his seemingly thin right hand exploded with power, and the Broken Gold Fist suddenly increased its power and punched down hard.
Rumble! A ripple flashed in the air, and the strong collision between the golden eagle claws and the broken gold fist made the space seem to start to vibrate.
The violent wind surged out in all directions, and the young man in white robe swayed his shoulders and took a step back involuntarily.
Kick, kick, kick! Ye Feng took three big steps back, but his momentum remained stable.
Before his body could stop, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened. A small vortex of air appeared under his feet. The air flow surged. Ye Feng's body stopped abruptly, and then flashed as fast as lightning, twice as fast.
The speed made Ye Feng rush in front of the white-robed young man in just one breath. Golden light suddenly appeared on his right fist, and the golden right fist struck out majesticly again.
"So fast! How come it's so fast all of a sudden!"
The pupils of the young man in white robe suddenly shrank violently. Ye Feng was twice as fast as a normal peak martial artist, which shocked the young man in white robe.
The powerful punch with flashing golden light in front of him gradually magnified in front of his eyes. The young man in white robe had no time to think about it, so he could only retreat quickly in his haste.
Ye Feng would not be soft-hearted and punched down hard. Although the white-robed young man's retreat speed was not slow, it was still slower than Ye Feng's attack speed.
Boom! The shimmering golden fist struck down hard with a terrifying and terrifying momentum.
The young man in white robes hurriedly stretched out his right hand, and instantly a golden light lit up. The sharp and violent eagle claws reappeared, and a majestic claw struck hard at the oncoming fist.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the white-robed young man's face suddenly changed. Qi and blood surged in his chest, and he couldn't help but retreat back. His hasty counterattack was naturally at a disadvantage compared to Ye Feng's charged attack.
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and his figure rose up again, and he deployed at three times the speed of an ordinary peak martial artist, leaving an afterimage on the spot. Ye Feng's figure had already appeared in front of the white-robed young man, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
With a sneer, the golden right fist struck fiercely and fiercely.
Ye Feng would not be merciful when dealing with young men in white robes. Once he gained the upper hand, he would have to beat him up.
The young man in white robe had a look of fear on his face. He was obviously unable to react to Ye Feng's storm-like attack. He could only extend his palms at the same time, and the surging fighting spirit filled his palms.
Boom! The white-robed young man gritted his teeth, swung out his palms with great force, and blasted Ye Feng's golden right fist at the same time.
Bang! The young man in white robe was severely knocked away by Ye Feng's punch. His palms that exerted less than half of their strength were still unable to withstand Ye Feng's powerful gold-breaking fist that was full of power.
"Bang!"
The young man in white robe was knocked away by Ye Feng's punch, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he hit the wall next to the door hard, causing the wall to tremble.
Clang! Ye Feng's eyes flashed with light, his right hand reached out like lightning, and he instantly grasped the handle of the dragon scale knife behind him. With a crisp sound, the dragon scale knife was quickly unsheathed.
Although he seemed to have the upper hand on the surface, Ye Feng understood that he had only gained a short-term advantage by virtue of his body's advantage and change in speed. Once the white-robed young man was allowed to regain his breath, he would be in a very serious situation.
It was not good, so Ye Feng decided to take a preemptive strike, unsheathed the dragon scale sword, and prepared to attack with all his strength.
A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and the Dragon Scale Knife in Ye Feng's hand quickly rose high in a strange trajectory. The fighting energy in his body was running wildly, and it continuously surged toward the sharp edge of the Dragon Scale Knife.
Suddenly an invisible sword flashed out. The sword was extremely sharp, invisible and transparent. It kept spraying out, and the sound was extremely frightening.
Chi chi chi! The sword grew slowly and continuously, spraying thinly, tearing the air and making a crisp sound.
The young man in white robe quickly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the dragon scale knife in Ye Feng's hand. The terrifying and terrifying momentum gave the young man in white robe an invincible feeling, as if that
One sword is enough to destroy the world.
"ah!"
The young man in white robe suddenly shouted, pulled out the long sword from his waist, his face was full of madness, and shouted: "Ye Feng, as long as I defeat you, Shangguan Tianming will be mine, and the Lingshi Mine will be mine."
The news and the key to open the formation are also mine, and I will definitely be able to gain a higher status by then!"
"Ye Feng, I'm going to kill you!"
The young man in white robe suddenly became crazy, and the long sword in his right hand lit up with a thick khaki light. The khaki light instantly swept across the entire long sword, and the majestic fighting spirit surged out, quickly forming a line on the long sword.
The tiger bared its fangs and claws. The tiger opened its ferocious mouth, and a terrifying aura emitted.
The young man in white robe roared, and suddenly struck out with the long sword in his hand. The roaring tiger suddenly blasted out and rushed towards Ye Feng with terrifying force.
At this moment, the sharp blade on Ye Feng's dragon scale sword has taken shape, and the arc-shaped blade that is three to four feet long is sprayed with an unparalleled sharpness, as if it can cut down even the sky.
Holding the dragon-scaled sword that was constantly spraying with steel, Ye Feng stood calmly on the spot, looking at the huge tiger charging towards him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Twenty-two Heaven-Destroying Blows!"
Ye Feng suddenly shouted loudly, and veins popped out all over his body. Terrible power was continuously transmitted from his body to his right hand. An inexplicable force was transmitted from the golden scales to his right hand, allowing Ye Feng's Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique to enter again.
A whole new level! Twenty-two heavy blows to cut the sky!
boom!
The unparalleled sharp arc-shaped sword that was three to four feet long rushed out violently. The huge sword drew a strange arc in the air, tore the air, and slashed down at the huge tiger in front.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The roaring tiger collided with the huge arc-shaped sword, and the two were entangled, constantly consuming each other's energy.
The white-robed young man's pupils suddenly shrank, and the roaring yellow tiger's light became increasingly dim.
Chi! With a crisp sound, the huge arc-shaped sword cut the roaring tiger in half. The still powerful sword tore the air and slashed hard at the white-robed young man.
"How is that possible! What kind of sword technique is this?"
The young man in white robe was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were splitting as he looked at the huge arc-shaped sword slashing towards him, and his breathing was stagnant!
"Earth Tiger!"
The young man in white robe had no time to think about it. He couldn't avoid it. The earth-yellow light on the long sword in his right hand lit up. The roaring tiger appeared on the long sword again. As the long sword struck, the roaring tiger once again moved towards the huge arc-shaped sword.
Rushed over.
This time, the young man in white robe did not look at the result. He directly touched the threshold next to him and ran out crawling on the ground. Even the low-level martial arts of the earth level that he attacked with all his strength could not stop Ye Feng's attack. This terrible result made Bai Feng crawl away.
The young man in the robe was terrified. Now he no longer had the courage to resist Ye Feng, and he only thought about how to escape from Ye Feng's attack.
Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, put away the dragon scale knife, and looked at Shangguan Tianming.