With his chest rising and falling, Wu Maling took a deep breath, looked at Ye Feng and said with admiration: "Ye Feng, you are really strong."
Ye Feng chuckled and said, "You only know now? The first opponent you find when you go out to battle is me, which is your misfortune." Indeed, with Wu Maling's ability, if he hadn't picked up Ye Feng, he would be a tough opponent.
, against other people, you can definitely defeat them with one strike before they can react.
Wu Maling regained his composure and said with a smile: "It would be an honor to be your opponent even though I am defeated."
Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he laughed heartily and said: "In that case, I'm going up." Boom, a small vortex of air appeared under his feet again, and Xuanjie's movement and martial arts were launched again like a shadow. Smoke and dust suddenly rose under his feet, and his body
His body flashed, his speed surged, and he rushed toward Wu Maling with a lightning shot. The fighting energy in his body was running wildly, and the green light in his hands suddenly surged. A powerful momentum was emitted, and he punched out with a violent punch, like a man with a big mouth.
Like a vicious wolf, it blasted towards the Wu Maling in front.
The two were close to each other, and almost at the next moment, Ye Feng was in front of Wu Maling. He punched fiercely like a demon that chooses people to eat, and he pounced on him with his teeth and claws.
Wu Maling's face was solemn. Looking at the powerful momentum that was bombarded in front of him, he did not dare to take a hard hit. He kicked on the spot and retreated suddenly.
Boom, Ye Feng's expression was slightly sharp, and the cyan light suddenly shot out with a powerful punch, and he pursued Wu Maling with great force, who was constantly retreating.
Wu Maling's retreating figure suddenly stopped. He turned slightly to the side, kicked his toes lightly, and flashed forward. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. Fighting energy circulated throughout his body. Strong fighting energy poured into his right hand. The golden dagger on his right hand
The light lit up and became even brighter in an instant.
Phew, Wuma Ling's dodge was just right, the strong green light brushed past Wuma Ling's body. At the same time, the dagger in his hand was completely wrapped in the golden light, and the strong fighting spirit surged. Wuma Ling let out a sound
He yelled: "Xuan-level advanced martial arts, Phantom Stab!" A dagger was quickly swung out, just a flash in the air, the attack speed was extremely fast, and it attacked Ye Feng's face with strong fighting spirit.
Ye Feng was not surprised when he saw that Wu Maling completely avoided the air-breaking fist. Facing such an opponent who was known for his speed, it was really not easy to hit him with one strike.
Boom, golden light rippled in the air, and it blasted over violently. Xuan-level advanced metallic martial arts? Ye Feng was slightly surprised. Metallic martial arts should be at the forefront among attacks of all attributes. Xuan-level advanced metallic martial arts.
Ye Feng didn't dare to look down upon it either.
His eyes sharpened slightly, Ye Feng's momentum rose, and his violent fighting spirit suddenly started to circulate. The fighting spirit in his right hand was majestic, and the faint cyan light suddenly surged. Boom, Ye Feng punched out with all his strength, aiming at the powerful golden light in front of him.
passed.
Boom, the faint cyan light hit the bright golden light, the fierce fighting energy collided with each other, a huge wind wave pushed through the air, and the surrounding grass was bent.
Ye Feng still stood firmly on the spot, his body as motionless as a mountain.
Wu Maling frowned, and the huge force in his hand struck again, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
Looking at Ye Feng who was as steady as a mountain on the opposite side, Wu Maling felt frustrated. Even with his own cultivation, he could not withstand Ye Feng's seemingly indifferent punch even with his strongest blow. It was too strong! Not only was he huge in cultivation
The gap and physical disadvantage meant that even his full blow could not hurt Ye Feng.
Ye Feng frowned slightly and took back his right hand. He saw a light wound on the middle finger of his right hand, and blood slowly flowed out from the wound. Looking at Wu Maling who had just stood firm, Ye Feng looked stern.
Shadow Follower activated again, his violent figure rushed forward, and rushed towards Wu Maling with a fierce and powerful momentum. His fighting spirit circulated, and a fiery red light lit up on his hand. At first, it was just a spark, but it was absorbed in an instant.
A large amount of fighting energy suddenly surged, and boom, a fiery and violent heat wave suddenly spread across the sky, illuminating the dark sky. The damp vegetation nearby was dried by this terrifying heat wave almost in an instant, turning it red and hot.
The light is like a violent flame.
Ye Feng shouted: "Flame Palm." Boom, he flipped his hand and struck out with a palm. A strong and hot red light filled the sky and struck towards Wu Maling.
The powerful and hot fiery red light rolled and boiled in the air, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, it opened its teeth and claws and devoured Wuma Mausoleum.
Before he could feel the strong wind, the breathtaking heat wave already made Wu Maling feel like his whole body was about to be dried out.
Ah! Wu Maling looked up to the sky and roared. This majestic energy made him feel like he could not resist. He gritted his teeth and raised the dagger in his hand. The powerful momentum increased again. The golden light on the dagger shone brightly, and there was an incomparable force.
A sharp breath spurted out, "Break it!" Wu Maling shouted violently, a sharp and violent breath spurted out, and he aimed a dagger at the heat wave in the sky.
Hey, the golden light was like a straight line, constantly traveling through the fiery red light, and actually cut the fiery red light into two halves! The bright golden light continued to attack Ye Feng's fist invincibly, and the force it passed was like a broken bamboo, and it kept moving forward,
However, after cutting through the flame palm, the light seemed to have dimmed a lot.
Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly, what is this? It has such a powerful piercing power? Boom, Ye Feng used his right hand fiercely and blasted out with a palm with all his strength.
The strong fighting spirit met the bright golden light, and there was an explosion. The strong fighting spirit collided, and strong winds overflowed. The overflowing strong winds spread wantonly, blowing the nearby smoke and dust into the distance.
The light dissipated, and Ye Feng still stood on the same spot, with his right hand unscathed. Relying on his full strength, he could barely withstand Wu Maling's terrifying blow.
Seeing that Ye Feng was intact, a bitter smile appeared on Wu Maling's face, and his fighting spirit was gone.
Ye Feng was slightly surprised and said: "Aren't you going to defeat me? Are you giving up so quickly?"
Wu Maling said bitterly: "I can't even hurt you even with my strongest moves, so how can I defeat you?" After saying that, the Qingyun Sect disciple token appeared in his hand and he threw it to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng stopped talking, stretched out his hand to take the token, took out his own token, and touched it lightly. The number on Ye Feng's token suddenly changed to 3.
Throwing the token back to Wu Maling, Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "I hope you will have the capital to defeat me in the future."
Wu Maling took the token, thought about it, and his face returned to calmness, even full of fighting spirit. He stared at Ye Feng and said: "I will target you, and I will become stronger!" After saying that, he looked at Ye Feng closely.
, Wu Maling took back the token, took out the recovery talisman, crushed it into pieces, and his figure was wrapped in white light and was about to disperse.
Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Actually, I think you are more suitable to be a killer."
Wuma Ling was stunned for a moment in the white light, and in an instant, Wuma Ling was wrapped in white light and disappeared.
This one was quite clean and tidy. Ye Feng chuckled and gained another point. Wu Maling was really quick this time. When he saw that he couldn't defeat Ye Feng, he just gave up and he probably had to practice harder when he got back.
However, after this battle, Ye Feng did not dare to be so careless and began to be cautious. Wu Maling was only a junior martial artist and had a speed comparable to his own. He also had extraordinary secret techniques and was able to hide himself.
The momentum and the assassination were completely calm, which was indeed extraordinary. Moreover, according to Wu Maling, there were obviously many people with hidden strength among the outer disciples of Qingyun Sect, so Ye Feng could not help but be careless.
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On the opposite side of the mountain range, I saw a young man with a sinister smile standing there, lying bored on the grass, with his hands on the back of his head, a piece of grass in his mouth, and looking up at the dark sky.
Not long after, a young man whose whole body exuded an icy cold air quickly passed by, and soon he was in front of the young man.
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the cold young man who appeared in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Can you control the coldness all over your body? It makes me feel uncomfortable all over."
The young man whose whole body was exuding an icy cold air was clearly Bingfeng. Bingfeng said coldly: "Stand away if you feel uncomfortable."
The young man holding grass in his mouth suddenly said angrily: "Bingfeng, don't think you can order me because you have some skills. Do you believe I will accept you?"
Bingfeng smiled coldly: "Jia Tiehui, what's so great about knowing how to use poison? Don't think that I will be afraid of you. I won't take a small poisonous person seriously."
"What?" The young man looked at Bingfeng angrily. He stood up immediately, leaned forward and glared at Bingfeng: "Do you want to fight?"
A trace of disdain flashed in Bing Feng's eyes, and he said coldly: "If you want to fight, just come!"
The two men were immediately at war with each other, and the atmosphere was full of gunpowder.
At this moment, an angry voice came from the side: "Do you two still want to do this? Are you trying to ruin Master Liu's affairs? Then you are asking for your own death."
The two of them looked in the direction of the sound, and a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked over with an angry face. It was Wu Wenqiu.