Their eyes met. Pei Feng's eyes flashed with silver light as if they had some kind of mysterious magic power. Singh couldn't help but fall into a trance. He blurted out, "Yes."
The moment he said that, he quivered and came back to his senses.
Who is this person?
My Iron Buddha Head weighs 2,500 kilograms. The force of it smashing down from the air is probably more than 5,000 kilograms!
He actually used just one hand to hold it up so easily?
How is this possible?!
Even if Master were to personally make a move, he wouldn't be able to block the power of my full-force smash so easily!
Illusion …
This is definitely an illusion —!
Pei Feng put his hands behind his back and slowly walked toward him.
"Alright, since you admit that you killed 20 Huaxia Martial Masters, I'll give you 20 punches. One life for each punch. Not one less."
Pei Feng's voice wasn't loud. It was low and calm, but every word was clear and entered Singh's ears.
"If you're still alive after 20 punches, I'll let you go. I won't go back on my word."
Everyone's expression changed when they heard that.
Although his voice wasn't loud, his words were arrogant and domineering!
I'll let you go if I can't kill you with 20 punches …
It was obvious how powerful Singh was. However, this young man in white sportswear clearly didn't think much of him.
Moreover, the meaning behind his words was very obvious — Singh would either lose or die. There was no possibility of him winning!
"Who are you?"
A stiff and deep Mandarin voice suddenly sounded.
Singh slowly put the Iron Buddha Head behind his back. His face was solemn like never before.
If he dared to say something like that, it meant that he was very confident and had the confidence to win.
The miraculous punch and support just now made him very wary — this young man … definitely couldn't be underestimated!
However, to say that he could kill him with 20 punches …
Singh sneered in his heart. He didn't believe it at all.
He had a powerful life-saving technique — the Meridian Breaking Secret Technique. Once he used it, even his master wouldn't be able to kill him within 20 punches, let alone this young man in front of him!
"I'm the one who wants to kill you."
Pei Feng smiled faintly.
"Kill me with 20 punches?"
Singh smiled coldly and said, "I'd like to see how you're going to …"
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of the wind suddenly rose, and Pei Feng suddenly moved.
He could not be bothered to waste his breath on Singh and attacked immediately.
Kill Singh and then kill Kundu. This was his purpose for coming here tonight.
The cultivation technique of the Mordor Sect was called Shiva Divine Fist. It was a technique that was wide open, fierce, and unyielding. It was an all-out attack technique with a suppressive nature. Because of the alchemy technique, all the disciples of the Mordor Sect practiced Shiva Divine Fist. In battle … they didn't need to defend. Instead, they could give up on defense and focus on offense. Only then could they unleash the full power of Shiva Divine Fist.
Without Ren He Hua's whistle, he just took the most direct step, dashed forward, and chopped down from above.
This move was too simple, so simple that ordinary people who did not know martial arts could imitate it.
But when Pei Feng used such a simple move … it was really unimaginable!
He had only taken one step forward, but he had brazenly crossed a distance of 10 meters. In the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Singh!
At the same time, he struck out with his fist. The strength of his fist was so strong that it shook the surrounding air to the point it rippled like water!
This attack, in the eyes of the cheongsam woman and Kundu, was only shocking, but in Singh's eyes … it was simply despair!
Pei Feng's punch didn't seem as majestic as his Iron Buddha Head's smash, but before the punch even arrived, he could already feel how terrifying the power of this punch was.
The surrounding air became viscous and vibrated, and he inexplicably felt like he was sinking into water, unable to extricate himself!
At this moment, he finally understood.
The youth in white sportswear in front of him … was definitely a top-notch martial arts expert in Huaxia. His strength was unfathomable!
Putting aside the fact that Shiva Divine Fist was not good at defending and dodging, even if it was, he could not dodge the punch. He could only raise his iron buddha head and block with all his strength!
"Boom!"
The hard cement road exploded. Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and gravel flew.
Amidst a shrill and high-pitched roar, Singh flew backward for over 10 meters, but he still could not stop the momentum. He hugged the iron buddha head and fell to the ground, sliding for another seven to eight meters before finally stopping.
On the iron buddha head that was covered in scratches and grayish-black spots, there was a clear fist mark that was several inches deep!
Singh struggled to stand up, his expression horrifying.
His hands … were completely torn, and they were filled with blood. He could not gather any strength, and he could not even lift the iron buddha head!
What kind of terrifying strength was this!
His medicinal body could not even be cut by a steel knife, but just now, the other party had used the vibrating power of the punch to tear his hands! If this punch had landed on him … his medicinal body would probably have exploded, and he would not have been able to survive!
At the thought of this, Singh's face turned pale. He kicked the iron buddha head toward Pei Feng, turned around, and fled.
Such a terrifying opponent was completely beyond his imagination. His heart trembled, and he did not dare to continue fighting. He even forgot about the meridian breaking secret technique. There was only one word left in his mind — escape!
The Iron Buddha head came whistling over with a fierce gust of wind. Pei Feng raised his arm and casually slapped it. The nearly three-ton Iron Buddha head was like a light basket as it flew out with a loud bang and smashed into the forest on the side of the road.
"Escape?"
Pei Feng's cold voice rang out in the night sky, like a demonic voice that chased after one's life. "The world is vast, where can you escape to? If you can take 20 of my punches, I'll let you escape if you can. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up and threw a punch in the air.
"Second punch."
The sound of something breaking through the air rang out, and the air fluctuated. Singh, who was running 30 meters away, suddenly let out a low grunt and spat out blood. He flew out like a kite with a broken string, as if he had been hit by an invisible force.
At the back, Wei Zixuan and the lady in cheongsam, who had already woken up, were stunned.
The legendary Hundred Steps Divine Fist that could injure the enemy without leaving a trace and kill someone from 100 meters away was nothing more than this, right?!
At the side, Kun Du's countenance was already pale.
He stared at Pei Feng, who had astonishing means and was like a god, and his hands could not help but tremble.
Countless dark red blood lines slowly spread out on the surface of his body along the meridians all over his body. It was impossible for him to escape. It was obvious from his divine power footwork that he could cover 10 meters in a single step …
If he wanted to live, he could only go all out! Go all out!
In front of him, Singh, who had fallen to the ground, could still struggle to stand up. However, he was bleeding from his seven apertures, his gaze was unfocused, and he was swaying. He was in the same state as Wei Zixuan, who had been smashed into a daze by him.
Pei Feng walked over slowly, raised his hand, and slashed out another punch.
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