Half of the meridians were suddenly in chaos with the shouts, Yuanli went backwards and went upwards. Ye Feng's breath gradually became cold at this moment, and even brought a strong and untouchable stream of
Killing intention.
Hurry!
The night wind was cold, and the long black hair danced in the wind. After a short period of time, Ye Feng... had done his best to improve his body, energy, spirit and many other states to the peak of his ability.
At this moment, a huge blue-gray stone tablet slowly emerged behind his mind, with bright patterns, releasing strange and amazing magic.
Compared with the previous Ye Feng, Ye Feng, who was hanging in the air, has undoubtedly improved several times more in terms of combat power.
"Little beast, the magical secret techniques are emerging one after another, and he actually... has a strange method that can improve the two realms of the king realm?"
"Haha, maybe this is your real strength, it's not bad. After killing you, I will accept all the secrets on you."
As Ning Shentong's pupils shrank, he stretched out his hand and a large amount of fire was condensed in his palm.
Under the strong oppression, the flames made a violent sound of sonic boom, and the overflowing energy fluctuations made Changhu even more illusory.
At this moment, Ning Shentong had only one belief, kill Ye Feng, plunder everything from Ye Feng, and then escaped. After he digested all the secrets obtained from Ye Feng, he would come to Xingguang City to find the Lord of Xingcheng, and Baihucheng to avenge his revenge.
"Hao!"
Feeling the strong fire sent from the other party's palm, Ye Feng's heart tensed, and he could no longer resist the stimulation of murderous aura. He jumped up with the Nine Jue Heaven Monument and slapped Ning Shentong's body hard.
When facing an extremely powerful semi-saint powerful man, this guy... not only did not discourage, but instead launched a frontal attack.
I really don't know what gave him so much confidence.
Ning Shentong smiled fiercely, raised his palm, and the fire spirit came out majestic.
Boom boom!
One palm and one monument, and at the same time, a fierce energy fluctuation burst out, approaching rapidly.
Bang!
When the palm print approached about one foot of Ye Feng's side, the Nine Jue Heavenly Monument began to tremble violently, and a violent force that was unresisting was shot hard onto the stone monument.
Ye Feng stopped stepping and raised it over the Nine-Author Heavenly Monument above his head. After a stalemate for a while, he finally flew out of his hand.
The strength of the semi-saint is self-evident.
However, the Nine-Author Heavenly Monument escaped, Ye Feng's figure did not stop. After his face darkened, a blue flame in his hand turned into the shape of a bird, accompanied by Yuanli, rapidly spreading on his fists, and in an instant he had accumulated to the peak.
"The eight trigrams of the ten directions, eight fists... are integrated!"
A tiger-like roar broke out, Ye Feng's shoulders trembled left and right, removing the remaining strength from his body, and the most powerful attack of the Ten Directions Bagua Fist continued to bombard Ning Shentong.
The two of them had only ten steps in size. This punch had already been under Ye Feng's calculations. When it exploded, it was like thunder. In the blink of an eye, it hit Ning Shentong's chest.
At the same time, the flame palm print was also printed on Ye Feng's chest.
Under the battlefield, countless people exclaimed in surprise, and their hearts were raised to their throats.
Chen Xiao and others were undoubtedly shocked. No one expected that Ye Feng would choose to fight with injuries in exchange for injuries.
However, it is hard to say whether he can hurt Ning Shentong, but he himself will definitely not be able to withstand Ning Shentong's palm.
It's so stupid.
Bang!
Sure enough, the flame palm print fell, and Ye Feng's entire body was knocked out of the air, and his upper body was wrapped in a piece of flame.
Although I still don’t know how serious his injuries were, just a bunch of blood was spilling down. There is no doubt that it would be a good fortune.
"A man of ants, I can't even catch a palm!"
Ning Shentong sneered from his mouth. He did not pay too much attention to the fist that Ye Feng burst into his chest. He just randomly stimulated a fire element to form a layer of vital energy armor to resist the invasion of fist energy.
The figure was about to sweep towards Ye Feng who was knocked away.
In his opinion, even if Ye Feng upgraded his cultivation to the third level of the king realm, so what?
At the third level of the king realm, can you still hurt me, this semi-saint?
However, the next moment, Ning Shentong suddenly exclaimed, his face suddenly changed, and he saw that the shaping vital energy armor that had just condensed on his body made a clear sound of rupture.
Almost in an instant, the force of the fist suddenly split into eight, turning into eight different attributes of forces. Some were as strong as the sea, some were as soft as water, and they burst out on his chest at the same time.
He frowned, and a large area of fire intention jumped out of his body, shattering and decomposing the eight kinds of fist forces, and then Ye Feng's attack was dissipated. But in this way, his attention to chasing Ye Feng was instantly lost.
He looked down at the broken robe on his body. The fiery red fist mark that was still left on his chest seemed to be mocking and teasing himself, making Ning Shentong's face extremely gloomy.
Old Man Xing failed to break his robe, but was actually broken by a small warrior of the third level of the king realm.
"Old Thief Ning, your combat power in the semi-saint realm is not very clever."
Dozens of feet away, the flames wrapped around Ye Feng suddenly exploded, revealing a somewhat embarrassed figure. His upper body and robe were all broken, and there were still blood on the corners of his mouth, but his spirit was not damaged.
The fighting spirit has become even louder.
"What's going on? After taking a slap in my husband, he actually...is nothing?"
This scene was beyond Ning Shentong's expectations. His eyes sterned, and when his eyes fell on Ye Feng's chest, he showed a little bit of suddenness.
"Shen Tu Yingran? You still have such treasures, no wonder you can withstand my husband's palm."
"But my second palm will make you cheaper to blow your head... Well, disrupt your Yuanli operation, capture you and search your soul and refine your soul. What's the use of seeing if you have Yingran?"
Seeing that Ye Feng was not dead, a cheer immediately sounded below the city. But while cheering, many people showed concern. Under the bombardment of Ning Shentong, the so-called divine soil Yingran was dull. Look
It seems that I can't stand the second strike for the time being.
"The true meaning of the flame."
Before they could calm their throbbing, Ning Shentong's second palm had already been shot out.
This palm uses the Extreme Fire Fort martial arts, and the power contained is not comparable before. Ning Shentong's right palm is crystal clear, as if it is transformed by glass flames.
Under the pressure of that palm print, the flow of the Yuan power within a hundred feet stopped. Everyone felt that the body was difficult and the meridians became dry and hot.
"No, it's hard to deal with now!"
Chen Xiao and others, who had always been fighting, subconsciously showed a look of fear. From such a long distance, they could feel the power of the flame palm print. Ye Feng's situation at close range can be imagined.
The first palm may say that Ye Feng did exchange injuries for injuries, but for Ning Shentong, it is not called injury at all and does not cause any substantial damage.
Apart from making him lose face.
It is unimaginable to achieve this step with the first level of the King Realm. Even if you want to kill a half-saint or even blow up the half-saint's clothes in the middle and late stages of the King Realm, it is impossible to do it.
Ye Feng's performance was undoubtedly shocking, but at most it was just like that.
Ning Shentong is even more fierce and domineering, what else can he use to push him?