Venerable Martial Emperor

"The boy's strength is so strong!"

More than a dozen people in the field died in Xu Feng's hands. At this time, only the leader of the grass bandit and a strong man in Tianyuan territory were struggling to support the attack of Yifu.

It has to be said that Lu Yifu, with his full strength, is floating in white and holding a long sword. He is extraordinary in the ice and snow, just like a wandering swordsman.

In the face of the siege of two strong people in Tianyuan territory, they were able to suppress them steadily. The two grass bandits had been infected with many sword wounds and mottled armor, which was even more old.

"Head, what to do!"

When the three were separated, the thin grass bandit asked. They couldn't attack for a long time. Now they are completely at a disadvantage. If they continue to fight, they have no chance of winning at all, and they may even be killed here.

They are roving bandits. Because they cherish their lives, they hide in dangtian cliff. Now their lives are threatened, so they are not willing to die.

Originally, they thought that Xu Feng was just a well-rounded cultivator in the Wu Yuan territory. A dozen grass bandits could turn over their hands and suppress him. However, Xu Feng's strength was greatly beyond their expectation.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xu Feng can definitely rival a strong man in Tianyuan territory. With the middle-aged man holding the sword in front of him, he can kill them!

"Today is the blood of our eight lives. How about I let you go?"

After pondering for a while, the grass bandit leader said loudly, this is their concession.

Xu Feng laughed and then said in a deep voice, "bullying the soft and fearing the hard. Now he knows he is invincible and wants to escape, but he said so grandly? Do you really want to swing the cliff? Is it your home?"

"You..."

The leader of the grass bandit was angry and his face was red, but he couldn't say anything.

"Why don't you do that? Give us five three grade pills. I'll let you go, or I'll have to kill you. Anyway, you people are just doing evil in the world!"

Xu Feng understated that his current state was OK. He suppressed one person. He asked himself that he still had the power of World War I.

To some extent, Xu Feng is even more a grass-roots bandit than a grass-roots bandit at some times. For example, Xu Feng showed his talent as a grass-roots bandit in the World War I of Yuanjing ore vein a few months ago.

You know, at that time, Xu Feng was just a cultivator in the middle of Wuyuan territory. In front of Lu Yifu and Zhou Tengfei, he was like a mole ant. But he had his mind on the two families. Aren't they more bandits than bandits?

Thinking of this, Lu Yifu also smiled brightly and said, "yes, five three pill pills. If we are satisfied, we will let you live!"

Lu Yifu is also an old fox. Naturally, he will not give up this good opportunity to knock on the bamboo pole.

One old and one young, from robbed Zhejiang to hijacker, the contrast is amazing.

"If you want to go, go. If you want to fight, I'll swing thousands of brothers in Tianya. At that time, if you want to go, you can't let you go!"

The leader of the grass bandit also has a trace of anger in his eyes. He has been swinging Tianya for several years, but he has never met such an arrogant passer-by. Who came to dangtian cliff is not respectful, but the two in front of them still want to hijack them!

"I'll rob you!"

Xu Feng stepped out and said coldly. If they apologized, they could not be investigated, but when they were dying, they were still so arrogant, and Xu Feng was unconvinced.

As soon as the voice fell, the yuan force on Xu Feng surged, the blood dragon ascended to heaven all over his body, and a "blood man" came from the blood, just like the Shura reborn in purgatory. Every step is like a strong breath crashing into the earth.

The next moment, the ghost shadow step moved. His goal was the leader of the grass bandit!

Xu Feng is not blind. He has broken through to the great fullness of Wuyuan territory for some time. He wants to try what kind of result he will achieve with all his strength. If you want to try, of course, you should choose the stronger grass bandit leader of the two.

"Crazy!"

The leader of the grass bandit burst out, clenched his fist, didn't dodge, and blew out, just against Xu Feng's attack.

Xu Feng's body was strong, but with the strength of the realm, the leader of the grass bandits resisted Xu Feng's attack and even pushed Xu Feng back a few steps.

"Boy, that's all. If you want to suppress me with such strength, it's too arrogant!"

This blow gave the leader of the grass bandit great confidence, and his arrogant nature was revealed again. But Xu Feng just smiled and didn't take it to heart at all.

Because he knew that to deal with such people, we must use absolute force to suppress them, so as to convince them.

As the saying goes, the wicked have their own mill. Kindness is useless in the face of the wicked. Only by means of thunder can they feel fear. Your kindness, in their eyes, is not a ridiculous cowardice.

On his legs, the ghost steps danced, and Xu Feng was cautious again. This time, the power was not as simple as the blow just now.

The leader of the grass bandit was silent, clenched his fist and chose to fight Xu Feng.

Their bodies are very strong. In addition, the grass bandit has the protection of armor. His attack falls like a storm. He is more stupid than Xu Feng.

The two fought together, their eyes were full of war intention, their fists intersected, and the sound of thick collision kept ringing. In the twinkling of an eye, the two had hit each other hundreds of times. Each punch burst out this powerful yuan force fluctuation, and circles of air waves rippled around.

"The strong man in Tianyuan territory can't be underestimated!"

When the two separated, Xu Feng's fists had trembled gently. His fists were numb after such a violent body collision.

Compared with Xu Feng's exclamation, the leader of the grass bandits was shocked! You know, Xu Feng is just a strong man in the Wu Yuan realm, but he can fight hundreds of fists with him without damage.

Such strength has shown that Xu Feng has the power to compete with the strong in Tianyuan territory!

"The last time I ask you, do you want to fight or leave?"

The leader of the grass bandit spoke again, and his tone was much calmer. It was obvious that he was afraid that if he fought, he would lose to Xu Feng.

A strong man in Tianyuan state has such an idea in his heart. I'm afraid it will make people laugh. Although unwilling to admit it, such an idea really exists in the mind of the grass bandit leader.

"I also said that if you can't hand in five three pill pills, then stay in the snow!"

Xu Feng's feet crossed the snow, rolled up a piece of ice residue, punched one after another in his hand, hit the prison fist and attacked again.

After the strength reached the full circle of Wuyuan territory, the attack power of zhenprison fist was also much stronger. At this time, eight dull sounds exploded in the air and swept away towards the leader of the grass bandits.

The grass bandit leader didn't speak, his fingers moved together, and the seals floated in the air one by one, emitting blood color and terrible yuan force fluctuations. With the sound of the grass bandit leader, he came down and suppressed.

"Boom!"

When the two collide, the rank of zhenprison fist is slightly lower, but it is not inferior to the martial arts of the grass bandit leader, because the meridians on Xu Feng's chest have absorbed a lot of Yuan force to strengthen the power of zhenprison fist!

The whole site was shaken out with a huge deep, snowflakes flying together and turning into a fog. When the wave dissipated, the prison fist was broken, Xu Feng stepped back a little, and then Da Yin swept Xu Feng again.

However, the power of Da Yin was no longer so powerful. After Xu Feng stabilized his body, he did not dodge. He waved his big sleeve directly to dissolve the remaining offensive of Da Yin.

"The mark of heaven!"

At this time, the grass bandit leader has launched an attack again. His hands are full of the power of lightning and crackling. With the fall of his handprint, the power of lightning will also be strong.

When his voice fell, yinjue had been completed. He was far away in the sky, and the power of lightning rushed into the sky. In an instant, dark clouds were covered, and the wind was strong, rolling up the ice and snow on the ground.

"Boom!"

Before the attack of the trace of heaven, the sound of rolling thunder rang through the sky. The pressure from the sky was even more frightening to Xu Feng's heart.

But this issue, for Xu Feng, is nothing at all!

The breath of heaven and earth seems ordinary, but it is infinitely useful. When the pressure falls, the three foot silver Ling has automatically rotated in Xu Feng's body. With the moistening of the breath of heaven and earth, Xu Feng's heart is ethereal and ignores any coercion at all!

"Go!"

The trace of heaven is a top-level martial art of Xuan level. It is extremely powerful. Seeing that the pressure is useless to Xu Feng, the leader of the grass bandits did not delay and directly guided the lightning to fall!

The trace of the sky was shaped like its name. At that moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a strong lightning struck down, enveloping Xu Feng in lightning.

Xu Feng didn't dodge, but he couldn't dodge!

The speed of the mark of heaven was even faster than the speed of the flame palm, and it shrouded Xu Feng in an instant. The battlefield has become a world of thunder and lightning. Thunder and lightning are rampant, and the sound of roar is endless for a long time!

"Xu Feng!"

Lu Yifu fought with another strong man in Tianyuan territory. Seeing this, he couldn't help shouting. Because the power of lightning is too powerful. Even if it is like an abyss with Xu Feng, Lu Yifu can still feel the power of the trace of heaven.

The skinny tianyuanjing strongman also seized the opportunity and punched Lu Yifu on the shoulder, which made Lu Yifu step back five or six steps, spilling a trace of blood in his mouth.

So far, Lu Yifu ignored the situation on Xu Feng's side and put his mind on his battlefield again. The shadow of the sword flew in his hand and waved several sword Qi repeatedly to force the thin grass bandit back and not give him a chance to pursue the victory.

This is Lu Yifu's only injury after fighting for so long. At the same time, he also secretly made up his mind that if Xu Feng was hurt, he would not hesitate to wash the whole dangtianya with blood.

If one year doesn't work, it will take ten, fifty years! He believes that one day he can do it.