Facing the incoming sword, Yang Ningfeng's steps slipped, and the incoming sword flew straight into the air, without the handle, and sank into the tree trunk behind him.
"You are so ruthless and cruel, you don't even care about the lives of your subordinates."
Yang Ningfeng sneered. His fists were clenched suddenly, and energy surged into his fists.
"When they join the Qingyun Gang, they should have the consciousness to sacrifice their lives for the gang."
Hearing this, the seventh master raised his lips slightly, not feeling ashamed, but the bloodthirsty smile on his face deepened. He stepped hard on the ground with his soles, and with a loud explosion, he waved his fists and charged forward.
superior.
When he abandons his sword and uses his fists, it is obvious that Master Qi's skill lies in his fists.
Staring coldly at Master Qi who was charging towards him with ferocious energy, Yang Ningfeng fell backwards, but only halfway down when he suddenly spun around, his fists, mixed with ferocious energy, hit him violently.
The seven masters who came here were on top of their bodies.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the bloodlust on Master Qi's face froze slightly, and his forward figure suddenly shot backwards, with his soles clinging to the ground. He did not slow down until a deep ditch several meters away was created on the ground.
Stop it.
"Although you have some strength, is your real strength a level of master? Your strength is okay, but with this little strength, you will only die in the end."
After Master Qi stood firm, he was shocked. The paleness that appeared on his face due to the punch immediately disappeared, as if Yang Ningfeng had missed him, and he said with a slight sarcasm. However, even though he said this,
But there was still a solemn look in his eyes. It was precisely because the opponent was a master, but his ability had forced him back before, and now he was able to avoid his attack and successfully counterattacked.
, obviously has attack methods that are inconsistent with his cultivation level. Although he is not afraid, he has to be cautious in his heart.
"It's useless to say who lives and who dies. You have to fight to know."
Yang Ningfeng said softly, but he was also on guard in his heart. The opponent was punched in the abdomen. Although this punch was far less powerful than when he used the Tyrannical Fist, he was sure that if he changed it,
For someone with other third-level master cultivation, his punch would definitely be uncomfortable, and would even cause some internal injuries to the opponent, but now the seventh master is fine with it. The strength of his body is comparable to that in the Blood Tiger Space.
of monsters.
"This person must have practiced a certain body-refining technique specialized in defense, and has superhuman ability to withstand attacks. Be careful." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit warned.
"Know."
Yang Ningfeng promised softly.
boom!
The Seventh Master took a deep breath, tightened his fists, and stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet again. He was already lunging forward again. This time, the speed of the lunge was a little faster than before, and the fist that hit Yang Ningfeng's face was so powerful.
The wind pressure directly caused the sound of breaking through the air, and before the fist came, it was already blowing Yang Ningfeng's hair, making it fly without any wind.
Yang Ningfeng's eyes were narrowed, and his face was calm as he felt the fierce wind pressure coming towards him. When the fist approached, he turned his body slightly to one side, and with fierce energy, the huge fist flew out diagonally close to the ear, and then
Yang Ningfeng used Yunlong Jinghong Step, stepped on his foot, and dodged to the right side of the seventh master, and then punched out with a shaking fist.
But this time, the Seventh Master seemed to have expected that he would attack like this. He curled his lips slightly, walked around in a circle, turned around in an instant, and then took a step forward, and unexpectedly got close to him before Yang Ningfeng's fist could hit him.
When he had time to throw it out, Master Qi's fist had already hit Yang Ningfeng's chest hard.
"boom!"
The fist hit Yang Ningfeng's body, making a muffled sound, and he immediately felt a faint smell of blood in his mouth.
"Holy shit! This guy's footwork is so fast."
Yang Ningfeng's face changed drastically. His body was knocked upside down and he fell down like a linear object. Then his body was dragged more than two meters on the ground by inertia. Not only did he feel severe pain in his chest from the punch, but also
My body, which was leaning against the ground, was also scratched by the earth, rocks and some broken branches, and I felt bursts of pain.
"Hmph, you dare to fight with me even with your meager skills."
After a successful punch, the seventh master spat out contemptuous words from his mouth, but the man didn't stop and was already running over quickly.
Seeing Master Qi coming over, the energy in Yang Ningfeng's body began to circulate rapidly, and then he slapped the ground with his palm, turned his body over in the air, and stood up.
"To go against me is to seek death!"
The seventh master rushed closer, with a ferocious smile on his face. As he was speaking, his fists suddenly collided with each other, and the clothes on his body began to flutter. There was a flash of black in his eyes, and then his mouth opened slightly, and a breath of black breath came out.
Spit it out of your mouth.
As soon as this black air came out, Yang Ningfeng immediately felt that the Qi Master's aura began to rise rapidly. There was an obvious surge in strength. The fists exposed outside the sleeves and the blood vessels were constantly beating, as if there was a powerful force coming.
The fists are condensed.
"Oh no! Your cultivation level is higher than mine, and you actually use a certain secret method to increase your strength?"
When such a situation occurred, Yang Ningfeng felt secretly in his heart. As a result, the opponent was no longer at the level of a third-level master, but even higher. When he felt awe-inspiring, he knew that he had underestimated his opponent's power, and he became more and more afraid to do so.
A little careless.
The sudden surge in strength brought a strong sense of power to the body. This was his peak strength. The seventh master's confidence increased greatly. He felt that this was enough to deal with a boy with a first-level master's level. In his eyes, Yang Ningfeng was now a
The person who had just turned into a corpse, after drinking a cold drink, moved the corners of his mouth outwards and grinned. His white teeth looked ferocious and cruel.
Seeing the sudden increase in strength of the Seventh Master, Yang Ningfeng's face became solemn, his fists were clenched tightly, and the energy in his body was instantly mobilized, completely entering a fighting state.
Facing a powerful enemy, he has nothing to fear, but his fighting spirit is high and his fighting spirit is overwhelming.
"Boy, suffer death!"
The speed increased again, and he was already in front of Yang Ningfeng. With a ferocious smile on his face, the Seventh Master's huge fist was furiously smashed towards Yang Ningfeng with an oppressive sound of breaking through the air.
"This guy is so powerful."
Sensing at close range, the opponent's punch became even more fierce and powerful. Yang Ningfeng's expression changed slightly, he stepped on the ground with his feet and retreated violently.
"You want to escape now? It's too late!"
When Yang Ningfeng retreated, the Seventh Master thought that Yang Ningfeng had the intention to retreat because of his soaring strength. He sneered, stepped forward like an arrow, and caught up with Yang Ningfeng in the blink of an eye. He was in front of Yang Ningfeng, fist
He raised it and smashed it out again, heading straight for Yang Ningfeng's face.
"Go to hell!"
With such speed and such close range, Master Qi was confident that this was a sure hit punch, and he laughed ferociously.
"Is it?"
But seeing that Yang Ningfeng was unable to hide, he gave a cold look. He was about to retreat suddenly, and his left foot suddenly hooked, and his body unexpectedly turned over in half an arc, and suddenly turned to the seventh position.
Behind the master, he shouted in a deep voice and punched the seventh master in the back quickly.
"Bang!"
A dull sound exploded, and Yang Ningfeng felt as if his fist was hitting an iron plate.
"Not good!" Yang Ningfeng's heart suddenly sank.
"boom!"
The seventh master had already turned around, his eyes full of cruel ridicule, and his fists had been punched out quickly, and he took Yang Ningfeng's chest area.
Yang Ningfeng's expression changed again, and he swayed to the side, but he was still a little slow, and was hit on the shoulder by Master Qi's fist.
Katcha!
There was a slight sound of bone fractures, and Yang Ningfeng's face turned pale for a moment, a deep groan came from his throat, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his body flew backwards again.
"die!"
Seeing Yang Ningfeng's body flying upside down, the Seventh Master suddenly shouted in a deep voice and rushed forward. Before Yang Ningfeng landed, his fist hit Yang Ningfeng's waist.
"puff!"
This punch hit Yang Ningfeng, blood spurted out, and he fell into the dense grass beside him.
"squeak!"
Xiao Jin, who was continuing to chase the members of the Qingyun Gang, saw Yang Ningfeng spitting blood and falling into the grass. He was suddenly shocked and let out an angry scream. He left the man in front of him with a face full of fear, thinking that he would die.
The members of the Qingyun Gang flashed quickly and suddenly rushed into the grass. They stretched out their arms and picked up Yang Ningfeng with one arm.
"brute!"
At this time, the Seventh Master was approaching in pursuit. As soon as he saw Xiao Jin picking up Yang Ningfeng, he shouted loudly and punched Xiao Jin on the head.
"Zhizhizhi..."
Xiao Jin made a strange cry, with an angry face. He hugged Yang Ningfeng and ran forward, avoiding the blow from Master Qi. However, while dodging, Xiao Jin grabbed back with his left paw, caught it on Master Qi's fist, and struck hard with
Pull, just tear off a layer of skin.
The seventh master felt severe pain in his fist, and his body suddenly stopped. When he saw his fist, it was already covered in blood.
But just as he stopped, Xiao Jin was already running several meters away holding the seriously injured Yang Ningfeng.
"brute!"
When the seventh master saw this, he roared and chased after him.
But Xiao Jin wanted to escape. How could Master Qi be as fast as him in this dense forest?
While holding Yang Ningfeng in his arms, he swung forward from the tree with his hands and feet. In a blink of an eye, he was hundreds of meters away. By the time Master Qi chased them fifty or sixty meters away, Xiao Jin and Yang Ningfeng had already disappeared.
"hateful!"
He was about to kill Yang Ningfeng, but he didn't expect to be saved by a monkey. The seventh master was so angry that he smashed his left fist directly against a big tree next to him.
boom!
The tree shook, and several cracks exploded.
There was a sound of footsteps, and the rest of the Qingyun Gang ran to the side of Master Qi.
The seventh master looked back and saw that there were only seven people, which meant that the people he brought had suffered heavy casualties.
"Master Seven, what should we do?" the leader who led people to chase Yang Ningfeng in Wushi Town asked softly.
"What else can we do? Chase! The kid is seriously injured. He must find a place to heal. He can't run far. Chase!" After the seventh master thought for a moment, he flashed a fierce light in his eyes and rushed forward.
."I must kill this kid and that damn dead monkey!"
"Chase!"
The leader waved his hand, gave a deep shout, and followed the others away.