"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang … "
Punch after punch, Pei Feng's fists landed on Singh's body one after another.
Under the silent night sky, the sound of fists hitting flesh and bones breaking was crisp and terrifying. It made one's hair stand on end and shiver.
After 20 punches, Singh was no longer breathing and no longer looked human.
Pei Feng slowly turned around and pointed at Kun Du in the distance. "It's your turn."
At this moment, Kun Du's pitch black skin was covered in crisscrossing lines of blood, and he looked like an evil spirit that had come from hell, savage and terrifying.
He stared at Pei Feng, who was walking over slowly, and hissed, "Who the hell are you? What grudge do we have against you? Why do you have to kill us?! "
"Seven years ago, the previous Sect Leader of your Motuo Sect was defeated by a Chinese Grandmaster called Hong Beiming. It's not wrong to start a feud with them. What's wrong is … the disciples of the Moro Tuo Sect didn't seek revenge on Hong Beiming, but put the blame on all the martial artists of Hua Xia. "
"Six months ago, you participated in an underground tournament in the high seas. In one day, you fought twenty-two battles in a row and won twenty-two battles in a row. Twenty-one of your opponents died and one was severely injured. Eight of your opponents were killed by you. The last one was an Internal Force Master from the He family of Jinxi. You punched him a hundred times in a row and he died in the ring. His bones were all broken and his body was incomplete. It was a tragic death. "
"That's fine. After all, the Underground Arena has always been cruel. Life and death are up to fate. They were killed by you because they were not as skilled as you."
Pei Feng spoke one word at a time, his voice cold and murderous, "But you said 'Huaxia people are no good, they're all sick men' at the end, right?"
On the other side, Kun Du's entire body trembled as if he had fallen into an icy cavern.
"Killing Huaxia's martial artists and insulting Huaxia, such people … must die!"
As he spoke, Pei Feng had already arrived in front of him.
Their eyes met. Pei Feng looked at him indifferently and said, "You punched the peak Internal Force master from the He family in Jinxi a hundred times and caused him to die in the ring. Today, I'll give you a hundred punches so that you won't be able to rest in peace. You'll watch yourself being beaten to death."
Kun Du's throat moved. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. "You … are the same as Hong Beiming, a Grandmaster?!"
Pei Feng smiled. "Since your sect wants to become enemies with the entire Chinese martial arts world, then you should know that it's only a matter of time before you meet a Grandmaster. Even if I don't make a move, the other Grandmasters will. You have chosen a path of certain death. "
As soon as he said that, the expressions of Wei Zixuan and the woman in cheongsam, who were not far away, completely changed.
Pei Feng's words … were clearly admitting that he was a Grandmaster!
They had long suspected that Pei Feng was a Grandmaster, but looking at his age … how could he be the legendary Transcendent Grandmaster?
One could become a Grandmaster at thirty. This was the iron rule of the martial arts world!
Grandmaster …
And a young Grandmaster who was not even twenty years old …
Who was this young man in white sportswear? What kind of demonic existence was he?!
"Make your move. I know that with the Meridian Breaking Secret Method, your strength is already comparable to that of a half-step Grandmaster. If you want to live, fighting me with all your strength is your only choice. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent, majestic, and extremely sharp Qi swept across the area.
"I am not that useless Xin Ge! My strength is now comparable to the Faction Leader's! What bullsh * t Grandmaster? Huaxia people are sick men! Useless! I have already killed more than a hundred Huaxia people. You will be the next —! "
Kun Du was not even thirty years old, but his cultivation was already comparable to that of a Huaxia martial arts expert at the peak of Inner Strength. He could definitely be considered a martial arts genius.
He knew that his chances of winning were slim, but at this critical juncture, he did not break down like Xin Ge and lose all his will to fight. Instead, he used words to forcefully motivate himself, raising his battle state to its peak. He used great courage and a fearless attitude to face a super powerhouse like Pei Feng, whom he had never met before.
Perhaps this way … he felt that he really had a chance of survival.
Unfortunately, against Pei Feng, even if he used all his strength, he would not have a chance of surviving.
With the Meridian Breaking Secret Method, Kun Du was a true peak Inner Strength expert, half a step away from Grandmaster. Even if he were to face Chiang Chung-nian, he might not necessarily lose. Unfortunately … his opponent this time was Pei Feng.
In less than 10 moves, Kun Du was already at a disadvantage. After 20 moves, he found it difficult to move, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose. After 30 moves … he no longer had the strength to fight back. He was sent flying by Pei Feng's punch and crashed heavily into a big tree by the side of the road. His body sank deep into the tree trunk, and blood flowed from all seven of his orifices. He could no longer fight.
This was the result of Pei Feng not using any divine abilities and purely using his fists to fight force. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to last 30 moves.
Next, there were still 70 punches.
Pei Feng pressed forward and punched out.
"Bang!"
A large part of Kun Du's left shoulder immediately caved in, and his left shoulder blade was completely shattered.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang …
This time, Pei Feng used a condensed fist force and only hit one point. His punches were like lightning, like pear blossoms in a storm.
Every punch hit a different spot, and the damage was only one spot. It wasn't terrifying, and it didn't even break the skin and flesh. However, every punch would definitely break a bone in Kun Du's body.
For a moment, the sound of punches rang out. The tree shook violently, and leaves fell from the sky.
The 97th punch!
The 98th punch!
The 99th punch!
The last 100th punch was in the air, but it suddenly stopped.
"Speak, who sent you to assassinate Wu Fangyuan?"
At this moment, Kun Du's pupils were already dilated, and his face was covered in blood. He was on the verge of death. He naturally wouldn't say who his employer was, but Pei Feng pinched his chin and raised his head.
Their eyes met, and Pei Feng's eyes flickered with silver light, looking extremely demonic.
"Imperial … Imperial Capital's Pei family."
For some reason, he actually blurted out this sentence. For a moment, blood splattered, and the light in Kun Du's eyes gradually dimmed.
As soon as these words came out, even Pei Feng was slightly stunned.
Although he thought that Kun Du's assassination of Wu Fangyuan might be related to the Imperial Capital's Pei family, he didn't expect it to really be the Pei family.
What a pleasant surprise!
After saying that it was the Imperial Capital's Pei family, Kun Du completely had no value in living. Pei Feng slowly raised his right fist. "This last punch will send you to the next world."
This punch blasted into Kun Du's chest.
Withdrawing his fist, Pei Feng slowly walked toward Wei Zixuan and the others with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, there was a soft crackling sound, and Kun Du fell to the ground like a pile of mud.
All the bones and tendons in his body were broken, and his internal organs were in a mess. He was relying purely on his last breath of Dantian Qi to hold on — Pei Feng's last punch directly exploded his heart. Once his vitality was cut off, all the bones and tendons in his body completely collapsed.
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