City: Start Awakening Time and Space Dual Spirits

Ye Feng's punch was so powerful that he directly knocked the black-clothed old man into the air. After breaking through a building, the black-clothed old man got up from the ground.

Ye Feng kicked the old man in black on the chest and kicked him aside.

After the black-clothed old man flew out, he landed heavily on the ground, and a cloud of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, apparently vomited blood by Ye Feng's blow.

Everyone present was stunned. They couldn't believe that everything in front of them was true. They originally thought that Ye Feng would be attacked and killed by the four of them, but they did not expect Ye Feng to kill the four of them. All were injured.

"Boy, you are so arrogant! You actually dare to hurt our Nascent Soul monk. Today, no matter what, I will kill you and make you pay for our death!" The old man in the blue robe roared angrily.

The four of them are veteran cultivators of the Nascent Soul period, and among the cultivators of the Nascent Soul period, they are also outstanding. In the world of the cultivators of the Nascent Soul period, no one can hurt them, but now they have suffered such serious injuries. , which made them feel extremely humiliated.

Ye Feng sneered: "I'm just arrogant, what can you do, if you want to kill me, you have to show some strength, I'm not that easy to bully.

"Okay, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!" The old man in red snorted coldly, and with a sway of his body, he flew towards Ye Feng and hit Ye Feng with a punch.

"Hmph, it's just a little trick to eagle worms." Ye Feng snorted coldly, his body floated to the right for a distance, and he punched the attack of the red-clothed old man, colliding with the punch of the red-clothed old man~.

A huge force came from their fists, shaking Ye Feng's body back.

Ye Feng felt the strength of this power, and was secretly shocked. He didn't expect this old man in red to be so strong, that he was able to knock himself back one step.

"Hey, not bad, you can actually take my move, but after you take my move, I'll see how you can resist my attack!" The old man in red said, and hit Ye Feng again. One palm.

"Humph!" Ye Feng snorted coldly and punched the old man in red.

Ye Feng's punch also contained a powerful force, and it also had a powerful flame attribute. Even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage could resist such an attack.

The old man in red also sensed the danger, and immediately changed his attack method, extending his hands forward, trying to block Ye Feng's attack.

But Ye Feng's attack was too fast, before the attack of the red-clothed old man reached Ye Feng's face, Ye Feng punched him in the palm of his hand.

The body of the red-clothed old man flew upside down and slammed into the building heavily, knocking down the entire building and knocking down a piece of the building.

And he was also punched by Ye Feng, and he vomited blood, and a strand of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Puchi!" The old man in red opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Ye Feng with horror in his eyes. He never dreamed that Ye Feng would be so powerful, and he couldn't even block his own attack. He was shocked.

Ye Feng was very surprised when he saw the situation of the old man in red.

The strength of the old man in red is really strong, and he can actually resist the might of his punch. It seems that there is still a big gap between the monks in the early Nascent Soul and the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Ye Feng looked at the old man in red on the ground, and said coldly, "Old man, are you the only ones who are besieging me, do you only have these skills? Don't you feel ashamed? 35

"Little beast, I'll let you taste the power today!" The monk in the yellow robe roared and rushed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng saw the cultivator in the yellow robe rushing towards him, without fear, he attacked the cultivator in the yellow robe.

The yellow-robed cultivator was overjoyed when he saw Ye Feng also attacking him. In his opinion, Ye Feng had been seriously injured. Now, as long as he uses a powerful attack again, he can kill Ye Feng.

"Boom!" The two fought fiercely on the street.

When Ye Feng was fighting the monk in the yellow gown, he felt that the strength of the monk in the yellow gown was not weak, at least one level higher than the old man in the red shirt, or even higher.

The strength of the red-clothed old man was on par with Ye Feng, but Ye Feng suppressed the red-clothed old man at this time, which made him very happy.

The other three cultivators were also attacking Ye Feng frantically. Once Ye Feng was found to be vulnerable, they would kill Ye Feng.

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"Puchi!" There was another soft sound, and an arm flew out from Ye Feng's shoulder.

"Little beast, I think you can still resist a few punches from me!" the monk in the yellow gown shouted angrily.

Ye Feng chopped off the arm of the old man in red, and shouted to the monk in yellow robe, "Young Master won't play with you anymore, you can play slowly by yourself, I'll go first.

After Ye Feng finished speaking, without waiting for the monk in the yellow gown to react, he galloped away.

"Little bastard, do you think you can escape, you have to die here today." The yellow robe cultivator shouted angrily and ran after Ye Feng.

"What are you guys still doing, hurry up!" the monk in the blue gown shouted loudly.

The other three monks came to their senses after hearing the words of the blue gown monk, and they all chased after Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng's speed was faster than them, after all Ye Feng was injured, and they were at their peak, their speed was still much faster than Ye Feng's, and after a while, they caught up with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at the five cultivators rushing towards him, snorted coldly, sacrificed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and swung out a sword.

"Swish!" Dozens of Qingfeng swords drew cyan traces in the air and attacked the monk in yellow robes.

"You can't escape from the thief, I must kill you today to avenge my apprentice." The yellow-robed monk shouted angrily, while resisting Ye Feng's attack, he rushed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and slashed towards the yellow-robed cultivator with a sword.

"Boom!" "Two sharp blades crossed and collided in the air.

"Bang!" Ye Feng and the yellow-robed cultivator retreated backwards at the same time, dragging on the ground for more than 20 feet before they stopped.

Ye Feng's arm was numb, and the yellow robe monk's arm was also numb.

"Your kid's attack is so powerful that this old man's arm is numb," said the yellow-robed cultivator in surprise.

"Humph! You dare to compete with Laozi in terms of physical strength even with a person like you, I really don't know what to do! Ye Feng said disdainfully.