World Wide Martial Art

"Can you stop it?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly. Situ

The Tianjie boxing technique has evolved into a seal of condensed fire energy, which suddenly surges into the air.

"boom……"

The flames burst, vitality surged all over the sky, and the monstrous green flames raged in all directions like a terrifying wave.

The extremely powerful energy collision bombarded the Bagua Mirror, the body-protecting spiritual weapon that Zhuge Chong was blocking in front of him. Amidst the roar, the Xuan-level ultimate defensive spiritual weapon, which was almost approaching the Earth-level, could not withstand the collapse of the Fire Element Seal. Hit, there was a "bang" sound, and it immediately fell into pieces and suddenly exploded.

"What?"

Zhuge Chong's whole body was shocked, his eyes protruded forward, and the wave of fire swept over him. Even Zhuge Chong's heart palpitated with the hot wave, which was far beyond what he could resist.

His body trembled, and he was instantly knocked away from the air, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, he was also cultivating the fire-attributed Yuan Power, and through the activation of the magic formula, he slightly absorbed a lot of the power unleashed by Ye Feng's palm. Otherwise, if this palm fell, his internal organs would definitely be displaced.

Dong Dong...

Finally, after retreating several steps in succession, Zhuge Chong just managed to stabilize his figure. There was a loud noise with every step he took, and a deep footprint appeared under his feet.

At this moment, he felt Ye Feng's power.

Exploding the ultimate Xuan-level spiritual weapon with one palm...

Under the king's realm, someone can actually do this? This Ye Feng... is simply speechless!

At the same time that Ye Feng shattered the Bagua Mirror with one punch and knocked Zhuge Chong away, the huge turtle spitting red flames in mid-air, stretched out one of its claws, and slapped him down on the head.

Hula...

Shen Meng's powerful claw, coupled with the crushing of the Lingui's body like a hill, had a power of more than hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

"Get out of here!"

Without even raising his head, Ye Feng held up one palm to block the falling giant claw of the Flame Scale Turtle. At the same time, his Yuan Li was evaporated and he punched again. Zhuge Chong's phantom of the martial spirit, the Flame Scale Turtle, flipped and floated into the air with a roar. It exploded into streaks of void vitality, and suddenly jumped back into Zhuge Chong's Tianmen.

Although the Wuhun phantom was not wiped out by Ye Feng's punch, it still suffered a huge blow, causing the bloodshot thread hanging at the corner of Zhuge Chong's mouth to turn into a wave of blood and spurt out.

From head to toe, Ye Feng only used three punches.

Completely defeated Zhuge Chong, the veteran elite of Tianji Palace who was in the Half-Step King realm.

However, just after Zhuge Chong spat out this mouthful of blood, he not only did not turn around and run for his life, but instead looked ferocious, with an extremely arrogant smile on his face.

"Ha, haha... Mr. Ye, do you think that if you defeat me, you can sit back and relax and escape? It's impossible, Ye Feng, you will definitely die today!"

"Junior brother Zhuge Chong, I respectfully welcome senior brother Ye Bufan. I ask senior brother Ye to use demon-conquering methods to kill this cruel villain and avenge the many disciples who died in my Tianji Palace..."

Zhuge Chong's tone was respectful, his posture was very low, he stood in front of an open space and bowed down from a distance.

After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for this moment.

A line of light and shadow gradually turned from illusory to solid, and a small ripple formed in the space in front of the eyes. In the blink of an eye, a tall figure wearing a white gown, with a straight nose, appeared in front of Ye Feng and others. He was about three years old. A handsome young man in his teens.

It was Ye Bufan, the most powerful elite disciple of Tianji Palace who could rival Liang Jiuzhou, whom Ye Feng had met before at Blackstone Peak.

Even though his method of piercing the void and traveling through space cannot be compared with the "shattering void" of a king-level expert, there is only a slight difference. This move alone put great pressure on Master Dong and Huo Jing'er.

Genius level, half-step to the king realm.

Coupled with Zhuge Chong's respectful performance, it seems to be expected that the strength of this handsome young man is unimaginable.

Ye Bufan didn't even look at Zhuge Chong and slowly walked over from the void.

He looked Ye Feng up and down with deep contempt in his eyes, and said lightly: "Are you Ye Feng?"

"It's you, a little thing, hiding here and there, causing His Highness to run around for so many days... and actually killing so many disciples of our sect. Originally, as long as you knelt down and kowtowed, My Highness could have spared your life..."

"But now, not only will you not survive, but those two people will die, and they will have to pay for the lives of the disciples of our sect who were killed by you!"

He looked at Ye Feng and had already made up his mind. He would kill Ye Feng in an extremely tyrannical manner, carry Ye Feng's head back to the sect, and let everyone in the sect pay homage to him.

Ye Bufan wants to break free from the shackles that Liang Jiuzhou has placed over his head. He wants to prove to everyone that he is stronger than Liang Jiuzhou.

Facing Ye Bufan's aggressiveness, Ye Feng remained calm. He just nodded silently and walked two feet away from Ye Bufan.

"You want to kill me? Also want to kill my relatives and friends? Do you really think you are sure to defeat me?"

Ye Feng finally spoke slowly.

"Haha, you are really narcissistic..."

A gloomy smile appeared in Ye Bufan's dark eyes, "It's only the fifth level of virtual realm. If your highness can't defeat an ant like you, what qualifications do you have to shake Liang Jiuzhou's position as the number one genius of Yuanwu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bufan's aura suddenly surged, and a violent and turbulent momentum rushed out with him as the center, sweeping in all directions.

This momentum is vast and deep, giving people an overwhelming feeling.

Rumble...

The vitality on all sides is steaming, and the ripples are like the surging waves. All the plants within a ten-foot radius of the washout are lying down, undulating continuously.

"Quickly retreat!"

Huo Jing'er and Master Dong quickly retreated several feet away from the battle circle that they were paying close attention to.

Even Zhuge Chong and Liu A'Dai subconsciously stepped back more than ten steps, and turned on their vitality armor to avoid being affected by the vitality of the upcoming battle.

The aura and power displayed by the genius-level Half-Step King Realm are really unimaginable. Moreover, the aura displayed alone has such power. So how can we deal with the person in front of us if he attacks with all his strength? ?

powerful……

It's just too strong.

Among all the people still standing, only Ye Feng stood upright against the waves. The waves of momentum inspired by Ye Bufan swept past his side. Ye Feng's hair was flying in the breeze, but it could not hurt him. to him.

"What about the fifth level of the virtual realm? Is the realm the standard for measuring strength?"

Ye Feng pointed at Zhuge Chong who was not far away, and said in an indifferent voice, "That Zhuge, he is not even a half-step king. Under my palm, Ye Feng, he is like a chicken or a dog."

"Arrogant!"

Ye Bufan smiled coldly, and then a joke flashed in his eyes, "How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?"

He knew that Ye Feng was very powerful and could kill half-step king at the third or fourth level of virtual realm. This was why Ye Bufan was willing to come forward to chase Ye Feng.

Only truly peerless geniuses are worth his while...