Liu Zixuan looked at the young man walking towards him, and his heart also became alert. The ferocious gaze just now was directed at him by the young man in front of him. Although he didn't know how he offended this young man, he had no choice but to increase his Warrior Energy.
"How did I offend you, brother?"
Although Liu Zixuan wasn't happy with the way Yi Feng looked at him as if he was dead, it made his heart tremble. But he still pretended to be polite and saluted.
"The fact that you're still alive is the biggest offense."
Yi Feng sneered as the Warrior Energy in his body surged violently. The gentle Warrior Energy flowed through his meridians and rushed towards his fist. The explosive Warrior Energy formed a whirlwind around his fist. It split the air on both sides and smashed towards Liu Zixuan's chest like a hot knife through butter.
Yi Feng obviously didn't hold back as he used the Sun Ranked Martial Skill, Breaking Tyrant Fist. Yi Feng knew that the young man in front of him was too dangerous, so he didn't dare to hold back and used all of his Fist Force.
Liu Zixuan closed the distance in the blink of an eye as he looked at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger. Liu Zixuan was shocked as he thought, "This kid is too fast."
However, Liu Zixuan's strength was much higher than Yi Feng's. Being prepared, Liu Zixuan's battle qi suddenly burst out. The golden battle qi emitted a dazzling light, faintly pulsing on his body like twinkling stars. The calluses on his hands caused by his sword training were pushed forward by the Warrior Energy. The invisible air was pushed forward as if it was solid, creating ripples in the air.
"You're courting death!"
Liu Zixuan sneered as he pushed out his palm and collided with Yi Feng's fist.
"Bam … …"
The fist and the palm collided violently. Yi Feng was instantly sent flying as he stomped on the ground, leaving countless footprints on the hard ground.
Similarly, Liu Zixuan was not much better off, although he only took two steps back. Although he only took two steps back, every step he took left a deep footprint. Most importantly, the hand that had received Yi Feng's punch was trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Yi Feng sneered, "Do you really think it's so easy to receive a Sky Grade martial skill?!" The true power of the Tyrant Rupturing Fist did not lie in its multiplied attack power, nor was it tyrannical. It was because of the word 'crack'. After coming into contact with the target, it would explode violently, causing a powerful destructive force. If it was practiced to the extreme, the broken Dou Qi could easily shatter gold and split rocks.
Die Yunyu, who was standing at the side, stared at Yi Feng with her mouth wide open, as if she couldn't believe that the two of them were tied.
"He's actually at the Master Realm?" Die Yunfu muttered softly, as if she couldn't believe it.
At this moment, a black-cloaked, frail-looking old man abruptly appeared beside Die Yunquan. His withered old face showed the traces of time. His body was slightly shriveled and his eyes were incomparably turbid. It was as if his life was coming to an end.
"At the very least, he has the strength of a Master. Otherwise, even with the help of a Sun Ranked Martial Skill. The old man's eyes flashed with a bright light.
Die Yunyu looked at Mr. Zhao, who always liked to hide in the dark, standing up. She was slightly absent-minded, but was immediately covered by the surprise of Yi Feng.
"Elder Zhao. I can't believe it. A person who has such outstanding achievements in the field of poetry and the field of zither is actually also impressive in the field of martial arts. " Die Yunyu smiled bitterly. She felt more and more unable to see through this young man who made her feel comfortable.
"Haha! What was so surprising about that? The Young Miss was different. Her Charm Technique had already reached the ninth level. Could a zither player's domain be comparable to Grand Master Yu's? There will never be a shortage of geniuses in this world. " Elder Zhao's eyes flashed with a bright light, and the turbid look in his eyes disappeared completely. "However, I'm curious. What exactly did he rely on to resist your Ninth Level Charm Technique and our strength? We couldn't even detect his strength."
Die Yunyu smiled helplessly. She was also curious.
"Miss! If you really want to take revenge, he may be of some use. " Elder Zhao sighed. How could he not understand his Miss's thoughts? It was just that he didn't say it out loud. He didn't expect that a young man would say it out loud without any scruples.
Die Yunyu's delicate body slightly shook. After a long time, she said, "Elder Zhao, don't say this again."
Elder Zhao sighed and didn't continue to say anything. However, he turned his gaze to the center of the field. He silently calculated in his heart: Perhaps, this young man also came from some mysterious sect. Otherwise, how could he dare to provoke a colossus like the Golden Eagle Sect.
… …
Yi Feng, who was standing opposite Liu Zixuan, tightened his dou qi to the extreme. That palm just now told him that the young man in front of him was very dangerous. The gap between their skills was too big. If Yi Feng didn't guess wrong, he wasn't a Seventh Level Master like Die Yunyu said. He was a Eighth Level Master!
Liu Zixuan clenched his teeth, the veins on his hands bulged, and his eyes flashed coldly as he questioned Yi Feng. "Not only did I offend you, but you actually attacked without saying anything."
Although Liu Zixuan wanted to kill this bastard, he couldn't bear it because of the Sect Leader's order. He didn't dare to ruin the Sect Leader's plan.
"You didn't offend me. It's just that I want to kill every one of your sect's people. " Yi Feng said indifferently. He activated the Phantom Body Technique again, and the Rupturing Fist in his hand suddenly blasted out. The powerful force brought about a burst of whistling sound. The surrounding also felt the pressure of the force, and gusts of wind rolled up.
"This move again!" Liu Zixuan sneered, and the dou qi in his hand suddenly revolved. The huge dou qi instantly formed a whirlpool, twisting the air into a storm.
Although he suffered a small loss from that move, he also realized that Yi Feng's strength definitely didn't exceed the Third Level. With his Eighth Level strength, fighting against someone under the Third Level was not a piece of cake.
Yi Feng looked at the whirlpool wrapping around him, and his heart was slightly shocked. He clearly knew the power gap between the two. Looking at the posture of this move. It was definitely not inferior to the Peak Star Level Martial Skill.
"Boom … …"
A violent sound was heard, and Liu Zixuan's eyes suddenly focused. He didn't expect this kid's speed to be so fast that he dodged his attack in the blink of an eye. He smashed his palm above the void, and a wave of wind appeared in the air.
"If you admit defeat and surrender, I can forget what you just did." Liu Zixuan looked at Yi Feng and said with a disdainful tone.
Although the speed of the boy in front of him was good, his strength was much worse than his. He absolutely couldn't do anything to him.
"Hehe, you mean you'll let me go?" Yi Feng said strangely.
Liu Zixuan snorted and said, "What? You know fear? Then kowtow and admit defeat. I'll let you go. "
"Sorry! You let me go. But I didn't say I'll let you go. "Yi Feng's voice just fell, and a fierce punch came out.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
