Rusted Sword
As the sound of his voice faded, Ye Feng spread out his arms. The golden spiritual energy on his body seemed to have turned him into a sun.
In the midst of the scorching radiance, the surging spiritual energy seemed as if it could explode at any time. It was extremely unstable.
Even though they were separated by dozens of meters, Su Qingxue and the other two could still feel the powerful energy contained within.
They finally understood why Ji Xianqing wanted them to run further away. It was indeed very dangerous.
Ye Fan watched quietly. He was not in a hurry to make a move or interrupt him, because he could feel that the spiritual energy around Ye Feng was extremely dense. There was no need for him to fight him head-on.
Ye Fan was curious, how was this guy planning to kill him in one move?
At this moment, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth slightly raised, he smiled coldly, and suddenly closed his arms together!
This surging golden spiritual energy surged into his hands like a tide, forming a golden ball of light!
Ye Fan couldn't help but be surprised. He had never seen such a profound spiritual energy control technique before. This clan's absolute art really did have a way!
"Go to hell..."
At the same time as Ye Feng's voice fell, the ball of light that was condensed with a terrifying amount of spiritual energy suddenly shot out a beam of light!
This beam of light expanded from small to large. In the blink of an eye, it had already covered an area of several hundred square meters. It was like a huge shockwave, engulfing everything!
A dazzling light flashed, and a crater several meters deep was left on the ground.
What made the three women in the distance break out in a cold sweat was that a four-story building across from them had been smashed into half. There was a cylindrical depression in the middle of the building, as if a square cake had been bitten off by someone!
Large amounts of rubble and steel bars fell to the ground, and the vegetation was turned into fine powder.
With the power of this move, even if there were over a thousand people in front of him, he would still be able to kill them!
"Hmph, this is the price of provoking this young master." Ye Feng landed on the ground with a complacent smile on his face.
But at this moment, a voice came from behind him …
"What price can there be?"
Ye Feng was shocked and turned around in disbelief.
Shockingly, he saw that Ye Fan was already standing more than ten meters behind him when he didn't know how ruthless he was!
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, with such a fast move and such a large area of damage, Ye Fan was actually able to walk out!?
In the distance, Su Qingxue's pretty face was still pale, but after seeing Ye Fan's figure, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Ji Xianqing and Ling Yu Wei felt even more incredulous. They couldn't understand what was going on.
"This … How is this possible … When did you get behind me!?" Ye Feng angrily asked.
Fan Xian's face was calm as he lightly said, "This move of yours is quite powerful. This is the first time I've seen someone use spiritual energy like this. Unfortunately, your details are not very good. If you could use a trace of your Qi to capture my whereabouts, perhaps you wouldn't have missed."
"I don't need you to teach me!! You lowly bastard, it's just that you were lucky enough to escape this calamity! "Ye Feng roared. Once again, he condensed his spiritual energy.
Ye Fan didn't give him another chance. With a flash, he rushed in front of Ye Feng and directly grabbed his shoulder!
"Dream on!"
Ye Feng planned to stop him, but he was instantly grabbed by the wrist by Ye Fan!
With a powerful throw over his shoulder, Ye Feng was directly knocked to the ground!
"Bam!"
A crater was formed on the ground, causing all the bones in Ye Feng's body to almost fall apart. He forcefully relied on his spiritual energy to hold on!
Ye Feng felt that this was inconceivable. Ye Fan, who didn't have any cultivation, wasn't afraid of his spiritual energy pressure. He actually relied on his physical body to forcefully break through his spiritual energy defense!?
"Bastard..." I … "
Ye Feng tried to raise his hand to counterattack, but just as he raised his hand, Ye Fan grabbed his neck again!
Ye Fan pressed down on his neck, lifted him up, and then forcefully smashed him onto the ground!
"Bam!"
Ye Feng's head was smashed into the grass, and his face was covered in mud. He grimaced in pain, and his teeth seemed to have loosened!
"Ugh!" "Ugh!" — — "
Ye Feng wanted to curse, but his mouth was full of grass and dirt, and his eyeballs were about to pop out.
When Ji Xianqing, who was in the distance, saw this scene, she quickly ran over and begged, "Mister! Don't hit my cousin anymore! I beg you! I beg you, stop fighting! "
When Ji Xianqing saw Ye Feng being beaten up on the ground, she was so anxious that she was about to cry.
Ling Yu Wei also realized that the situation was not good and shouted, "Ye Fan! Don't kill anyone! Otherwise, something big will happen! "
Ye Fan didn't care so much. He lifted Ye Feng's head and said, "Insulting my wife, even if you die, you will still be asking for it."
After saying that, Ye Fan threw Ye Feng's body into the air, followed by a series of punches and kicks.
Ye Fan's attack was as fast as lightning, his fists hitting the flesh, causing Ye Feng to have no time to defend. His body was actually beaten into the air, like a sandbag, unable to even fall.
Looking at Ye Fan's monster-like speed and strength, Ji Xianqing and Ling Yu Wei were both dumbfounded.
One must know that Ye Feng was a martial artist of the Spirit Condensation realm. Furthermore, he was an absolute art, yet he was in such a sorry state in front of Ye Fan!?
When Ye Fan's fist sent Ye Feng flying and rolled to the ground, several of Ye Feng's ribs were broken. His body was covered in wounds, and his face was bruised and swollen.
In his eyes, there was despair and fear, as well as a kind of hysterical madness. He couldn't accept that he had actually been abused by blood!
"You said, if you want me to see the gap between us, then let me tell you, this is the gap between us …" "In front of me, you can't even fight back." Ye Fan said coldly.
Ye Fan was already certain that this Ye Feng had a body of cultivation and a body of absolute arts, but his actual combat skills and his ancient martial arts realm were far inferior to his own.
Against such a person, Ye Fan didn't even need to use his sword intent. Just by relying on his tyrannical body and fists, he could defeat him!
"You …" You … "Ye Feng tried to get up, but he was in so much pain that his entire body was about to fall apart, and he couldn't support himself at all.
Ye Fan slowly walked towards Ye Feng and said, "You said that you are a treasured sword that reveals its sharpness, but a broken sword that is covered in mud and rust …" This analogy is very appropriate, but you are mistaken about one thing …
The reason why the sword was dirty and rusty was because it was constantly bathed in blood and constantly killing enemies!
This kind of bright and flawless treasured sword of yours is just a simple and beautiful accessory … In reality, it's not very useful!
When Ye Feng heard this, his face turned even redder and he directly spat out a mouthful of blood!
Ji Xianqing and Ling Yu Wei stared at Ye Fan in a daze. This man was like a tall mountain, causing people to look up to him!
As for whether or not Ye Fan wanted to kill someone, she didn't think too much about it. In any case, no matter what choice he made, she would understand.
Ye Fan was very open-minded. In any case, he had already provoked this Ye Clan, so there wasn't much difference between beating people up and killing them. He might as well kill them and end it all!
Ye Fan walked in front of Ye Feng, intending to kick this guy's head until it exploded.
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