Chapter 1438 Bloody Dance 10

The middle-aged man's skills increased by 10% and shouted deeply. Although his strength was only increased by one level, it was like a mountain pressing down on Xiang Yufeng. As soon as the word "fist" was released, his fist had already hit Xiang Yufeng's whole body like raindrops.

Xiang Yufeng groaned, not avoiding or dodging, using fists to control fists. He knew very well that when facing a master like a middle-aged man, he could not retreat once he had close to him, otherwise he would give the other party a free opportunity. Although the other party's fist hit him, he could not miss such an opportunity!

The collision of the two forces, the dazzling light spreads with continuous banging sounds, and the dark land where the two duels were controlled by powerful energy.

Under the shadow of Xiang Yufeng's heavy punches, the middle-aged man moved left and right. It was not until the man flashed and moved to Xiang Yufeng's side that the middle-aged man's fist rushed out towards Yufeng.

The black force that burst out from the middle-aged man's physical strength became stronger and rushed towards the fist qi towards Yufeng, and the power also moved.

At this time, Xiang Yufeng felt the power of this fist, and he gradually narrowed the distance with the middle-aged man with his rapid movement.

The middle-aged man who was constantly approaching Xiang Yufeng snorted and shouted loudly. The black fist body finally shook Xiang Yufeng back more than ten feet.

Although Xiang Yufeng was repelled, his aura remained unabated and he smiled proudly.

The middle-aged man had a complicated expression. Although he shook Xiang Yufeng back, it was not possible to truly defeat Xiang Yufeng in a short time. In the real life-and-death war, any battle that cannot end in a short time will have variables. What's more, the middle-aged man just wanted to see if this man who was praised by Beiting had the qualification to follow him, and whether he would know his identity and be the same as the forces he had defected to before, because he was afraid of those enemies who wanted to kill him and dared not take him in again.

The middle-aged man thought that at Xiang Yufeng's age, he would probably not be able to support him as long as he used 70% to 80% of his strength, but the result was obviously annoying. He did not expect that Xiang Yufeng would be so strong. The most important thing was that this person clearly made him feel that his power was weaker than him, but once he started fighting, he could never find the feeling of being weaker than himself. In the final analysis, he was afraid that this boy not only had deep skills, but also had extremely strong willpower. If he wanted to completely defeat or get rid of him, he had to fight with all his strength.

The middle-aged man looked at Xiang Yufeng, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Okay, he is worthy of being the man who the deputy city lord is talking about. I just don't know who the final winner will be."

Compared to Xiang Yufeng's doubts about the middle-aged man, those people from the Northwest Iron Blood City who knew the temperament of the head coach were a little stupid and stared at the middle-aged man blankly. You must know that in their eyes, this man, as the chief instructor of the Northwest Marine Barracks, was a completely "dead man". A man who could not see any joy or anger on his face at all. Apart from killing and training them on weekdays, you could not see his eyes open, let alone expressions.

But now, such a dead man laughed. How could such a contrast not surprise those people?

Xiang Yufeng looked at the middle-aged man, and cold lights were emitted from his eyes. He seemed to have not heard the middle-aged man's words just now and said, "In terms of your strength, you are definitely not an unknown junior. Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I really want to know whether you have the capital to let me tell you!" The middle-aged man's words were equivalent to telling Xiang Yufeng, "If you want to know my origin, let's win first.

"Since that's the case, then you'll wait for me!" Xiang Yufeng smiled proudly, without saying a word, his hands were tangled, his unyielding aura mixed with blood, rushing out, and his eyes burst out with a red color!

"Okay!" The middle-aged man praised, no longer speaking, his arms danced so clearly for the first time. As his arms were intertwined, the dark night covered by black seemed to be about to be pulled away, and he kept running wildly to the middle-aged man's arms.

The middle-aged man shouted suddenly, and pushed his hands with astonishing power shot towards Yufeng again.

Xiang Yufeng looked at the huge fist body, pulled the fist in his hand, and inserted it into the ground hard. Then Xiang Yufeng closed his fists at his waist, and his legs bowed slightly in a horse stance. A light mixed with purple and red slowly floated onto Xiang Yufeng's fist until his two arms. When the other party's huge fist came, Xiang Yufeng shouted fiercely, and the fist that was closed on his waist came out.

The crystal light flashed in his eyes, and the figure that rose up quickly shouted, jumped into the air, with a single fist, and suddenly made a move, just like a dragon going out to the sea, hitting towards the Yu Peak.

A cold smile made her feel Xiang Yufeng, who was similar to the extreme power of several flesh in human body. Facing the attack of the middle-aged man, he turned his hands into fists, and Haotian's fighting spirit was leaping on his arms.

Xiang Yufeng's energy penetrated his palms, and his palms quickly danced forward, piercing out starlight.

"Chew!"

The extremely cracked palm energy broke out into the air, and the fierce palm energy with red ripples rushed towards the middle-aged man with a frightened face. The force passed through the void, and the ground was cut by force, leaving deep traces of air. The dust sand was swept with the palm energy, forming a domineering whirlwind, moving forward with the palm energy.

The middle-aged man stared at the approaching palm energy. Although his body had the intention of fighting, it coexisted with the coldness. The middle-aged man looked at Xiang Yufeng with expressionless face and suddenly felt a hint of chill arise from his heart, because he saw the strong murderous intent in his eyes! His expression couldn't help but become particularly serious.

The palm wind gradually approached the middle-aged man, and seemed to feel the oppressive force coming from the strong wind. Although his feet remained standing, his upper body was slightly tilted back and his body was constantly entangled. Seeing that the palm energy was about to cut off the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly, and his palms were pushed out again like a mountain. The powerful palm wind came out instantly, facing the bitter palm wind. The two forces collided in the void, bursting out powerful waves of air, sweeping around.

Seeing the energy he waved, the middle-aged man suddenly jumped up, roared through the waves of air that spread in front of him, and slashed down the air with force with a thousand pounds, slashed straight towards the Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng held a smile on his lips, pushed his palms to resist the wind, and stood upright in the wind, fighting against the strong wind that rebounded, and ignored the middle-aged man from the sky.
Chapter completed!