World Wide Martial Art

The people at Wushuang Peak next to them exclaimed again. Situ

The people in Ling Yunfeng were naturally very happy.

"Haha, that brat was so arrogant, and his words were more impressive than anything he said, but in the end, he was knocked into the sky by Senior Brother Zhao with just a single punch."

"I don't know how many hands he has broken. Also, the bones and muscles in his body have been shaken to powder, right? Senior Brother Zhao's punch is not something that ordinary masters of the same level can resist. How can a ninth-level innate garbage be able to resist it? A head-on collision?”

"This useless loser who overestimates his capabilities actually tries to challenge the dignity of our Ling Yunfeng. If he dies, it will be an advantage for him..."

Zhao Tongming also raised his head, with deep disdain in his eyes, and said: "How can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and moon? Maybe you feel that you are very powerful, but how can you be Zhao's opponent?"

But as soon as he said this, Zhao Tongming's proud face suddenly changed, and turned to reveal a hint of horror.

Because he saw that Ye Feng, who was knocked into the air, was not shattered into pieces as he thought. Instead, the figure came down from top to bottom, adjusted his posture, and struck down with a palm towards his head.

The figures were several feet apart, but before they even got close, the waves of vitality coming from them were already overwhelming.

Zhao Tongming was shocked.

His body froze, motionless!

Because he knew that Ye Feng's palm that condensed his momentum from the sky had already covered his front, back, left, and right. No matter how he retreated and dodged, it was impossible to get out.

It was like being in a rough sea. No matter which direction he went, he would be greeted by huge waves.

Faced with this palm, which was like the waves crashing against the shore, Zhao Tongming did not dare to show any slightest hesitation.

He shouted, and a thick giant hand appeared above his head.

"The ghost of the martial spirit, the dragon and the elephant compete for supremacy."

Along with Zhao Tongming's loud shout, this phantom giant palm with clearly visible flesh and blood meridians quickly condensed into a giant fist about ten feet in size, and punched Ye Feng fiercely at the head of Ye Feng.

The most powerful killing move of the Dragon Elephant Giant Power Fist, combined with the Martial Soul Shadow to activate it, this power caused everyone to change their color in an instant.

"Too...too strong."

"Senior Brother Zhao said that he could knock down a hill with one punch. I thought that might have been an exaggeration before, but now it seems that he still had some reservations..."

"This punch will definitely turn that kid into a powder. But Junior Brother, I am very surprised. He has already knocked that kid away, so why does Senior Brother Zhao still use the Martial Soul Phantom to unleash the strongest blow?"

"Haha, you don't know this, right? This is a show for the rubbish in Wushuang Peak. Yes, we must kill the chicken as a warning to the monkeys and completely crush their hearts and self-esteem, lest these rubbish will take any chances and other things will happen. The idea, huh, is it possible to compete with our Ling Yunfeng..."

"..."

boom……

The earth-shattering explosions and energy fluctuations caused the land within a radius of dozens of feet to roll back, and the sky was filled with sand and dust, just like after a strong earthquake, turning it into a deep pit.

The entire Xiaoyao Peak was obviously shaking violently.

Everyone around was stunned by the fluctuations caused by the collision. After a long time, several disciples of Ling Yunfeng began to ask each other: "How is it? How is it? Is the kid dead?"

"Hanging is inevitable. Not even a single corpse will be found. But now it's so dusty that I can't even see what's going on inside..."

"Look, Senior Brother Zhao has come out, and he seems to be carrying someone in his hand..."

As for the people in Wushuang Peak, everyone was dejected. Li Yingfa, Wu Liyan and others were completely stunned and stood there stupidly.

There were also a few Wushuang Peak disciples who weakly accused him.

"It's over, it's over. Not only Ye Feng is over, but we Wushuang Peak are also over."

"You shouldn't have brought him here. Now that things are like this, how can we... explain to the Peak Master..."

"I've already guessed that he will drag us down. This Ye Feng is not good at cultivation, but he is very courageous. Hey!"

"I have offended Canglong Peak, and now even the main peak has been severely offended. I have to compensate them fifteen million spiritual stones. Senior Brother Li, you must bear the blame."

"We at Wushuang Peak are already in such a miserable state. I really don't know why Ye Feng still comes to harm us?"

A vein on Pang Lin's forehead throbbed. Suddenly he jumped up, pointed at these Wushuang Peak disciples and cursed angrily: "Asshole! You bastards, scum, what nonsense are you talking about? If not, Ye Feng beat He Fei away. If Ye Feng hadn't lured away the Hunyuan demon pig, if Ye Feng hadn't stopped these bandits for us, would you have been able to live so leisurely and peacefully these days? "

"Fart. What did Ye Feng bring? Honor? Self-esteem? Wealth or status? No, not at all. He only brought us disaster." One of the men with triangular eyes glared at Pang Lin and said nervously.

"It's better to die than to live. What does it matter whether you have ambition or not? Living is the most important thing." Someone else said next to him.

"It's good to be dead, at least..." The man was halfway through his words at the beginning, but suddenly stopped, his eyes showed a look like he had seen a ghost, his face was full of horror, and his body was trembling.

"Niu Er, what else can't be said? Look how scared you are. According to me, it doesn't matter if Ye Feng dies. If this guy who likes to cause trouble everywhere dies, our Wushuang Peak will be as clean as before. After a while, Wushuang Peak will be decomposed, and you can add other branch peaks. Wouldn’t it be a hundred times better than staying at Wushuang Peak?”

"Hmph, I, Zhou Laosan, really don't want to stay at Wushuang Peak anymore. If there was a place, I, Zhou Laosan, would have left long ago." The man with triangular eyes looked sideways at Pang Lin and Li Yingfa and complained fiercely.

"You don't want to stay at Wushuang Peak anymore? Well, from now on, you, Zhou Laosan, and Niu Er, you, you, you five, will no longer be the outer gate of Wushuang Peak. Disciple."

A voice came floating in the air. This voice seemed to have magic power, making everyone around them raise their heads and look over there.

Ye...Ye Feng?

The dust gradually fell in the distance, and finally the face of the person who spoke was clearly visible.

Pang Lin, Li Yingfa and others were shocked to realize that the one who walked out turned out to be Wushuangfeng...Ye Feng!

There were only two people inside, and Ye Feng came out. Then you can imagine who was carried in Ye Feng's hands like a dead dog.

how so?

Including Junior Brother Lie, four people from Ling Yunfeng, and five others including Zhou Laosan whose name was called by Ye Feng, stood there blankly, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Everyone was extremely shocked.

How is this going?

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