At this time, the ground began to be dyed with blood, and Xiang Yufeng, who was not far away, was lying dejectedly in the ground, as if he could no longer move, and it seemed that no one could help Xiang Yufeng.

A warning flashed through Priest Qingfeng's heart. Although he had been alert to everything from the beginning to the present, he had never been arrogant with his super power realm. He was not, he did not leave any chance for Xiang Yufeng. Although until now, until he was on the ground, he did not notice that the variable he was most afraid of happened, but the police still made his eyes narrow. Although he was his master, although he watched him grow step by step to the present, even so, Priest Qingfeng still felt that the growth rate of his closed disciple was amazing and unbelievable.

The air seemed to have begun to solidify extremely quickly when Master Qingfeng's eyes touched. Of course, this was not the scorching gaze of Master Qingfeng, but it was indeed the moment when he exuded murderous aura to Yufeng's palms before, it had begun to solidify.

But all this happened in the middle of lightning. Taoist Qingfeng injured Xiang Yufeng with one finger, and shocked the young strong man with both hands. However, the Haotian battle aura in Xiang Yufeng's palm was still attacking him from an angle that Taoist Qingfeng could not imagine.

The young strong man's attack was so simple, not particularly fast, but very stable. The angle he chose was extremely strange, the angle of the fighting spirit and the turning point of the killing surface all stretched out without a trace of trembling according to a calculated orientation.

This killing was too wonderful. Taoist Qingfeng did not avoid the killing of Xiang Yufeng at this moment. His white fighting spirit gently hit Taoist Qingfeng's arm, and a bloody flower burst out!

However, although this killing hit Taoist Qingfeng's arm briefly, it was not enough to kill the strong man, because the blood barrier had not been picked up yet. Xiang Yufeng, who was lying in the ground, was like a focused butcher who killed the cattle, with a steady and careful speed.

Priest Qingfeng's face turned a little whiter than the sky and earth. When Xiang Yufeng came out to kill, he was actually retreating. He slid on the ground with Xiang Yufeng and Xiang Yufeng who tied his hands together, retreating.

However, Xiang Yufeng still hit the kill.

Priest Qingfeng felt a hint of pain, his pupils shrank slightly, and then his man turned into a dragon in the square garden, rolling up all the air around him, all the people, all the fighting spirit, and all the resistance.

At this time, the world was like a giant beast that formed a shadow, opening its mouth and preparing to swallow the wind balls in the sky into its belly, with darkness inside.

Xiang Yufeng's torn kill instantly ignited Master Qingfeng's fighting spirit.

Ten thousand years may destroy everything quietly. However, this thing composed of wind-like silk has produced such a powerful effect. The wind, which should have been extremely weak, became like countless sharp steel knives in the high speed, splitting everything in the space.

Such a terrifying effect is naturally because the super strong man in that space has already reached his peak realm at this moment.

The wind in the sky turned into a huge wind ball between Priest Qingfeng's hands. Then, the wind ball burst into the air again, and the wind shot out like a sharp arrow in all directions, and the ground hit began to tremble with weakness.

Xiang Yufeng flew into the gravel in a slump, and blood blew wildly. Xiang Yufeng stood there weakly, with a piece of blood stain remaining on the ground.

However, Haotian's fighting spirit was unable to break through the Blood Pass of Master Qingfeng's arm. In this situation, the killing that the Yufeng hit was clearly hit by Master Qingfeng's flesh and blood. However, from killing to the earth, the heaven and earth were shaking. The wind and things were moving everywhere. The fighting spirit was trembling, unable to tremble or move, and it could not move an inch. Until it was finally shaken out of Master Qingfeng's body, in vain!

During this period, Taoist Qingfeng relied on the cultivation of the true qi of the Great Han Ruojiang Haiti, and released a domineering momentum with the intention of torture and killing. He suppressed several people in the entire space into a harmonious realm. In this field, Taoist Qingfeng's intention is the principle of all behaviors, and no one can resist it!

The white figure seemed so stunning in the messy wind, and Master Qingfeng was still standing straight. He didn't even look at the ground that turned into a pile of gravel behind him. His face was pale, his hands were trembling slightly from the outside. Although he was injured, he was still so arrogant and invincible.

Priest Qingfeng did not move. He just quietly lowered his head, spread his hands, feeling the chill and pain coming from his neck, and looking at the cut flesh on his chest, the blood stains on his long Taoist Qingfeng and the blood hole on his arms.

The pain clearly came into his mind from his arm, which made the powerful Taoist Priest Qingfeng a little stunned. How long has it been since I been injured? But today... facing his apprentice, I was actually injured?

Taoist Master Qingfeng stretched out his left hand and wiped it on his chest. He looked at the blood on the white palm. He frowned slightly, feeling tired uncontrollably. For the first time, he asked himself in his heart, could I be really old?

A hint of heart-wrenching chill flashed in his eyes. Dao Feng Qingfeng slowly walked out of the quiet ground and walked step by step. He slowly combed the instability in his body, his face was cold, his eyes were extremely cold, and he quietly looked in the direction of the ground.

Xiang Yufeng was punched by Taoist Qingfeng. His body was invaded by the powerful Haotian fighting aura. If it weren't for his meridians that were different from ordinary people, I was afraid that under Taoist Qingfeng's punch, he would have been ignited.

But even though he survived, he still felt like there were countless red iron wires inside and outside his body. He was swimming inside and his mind was hissing, and the unsuppressible pain hit his mind, and humans were instinctively protecting themselves. It made him easily fall asleep in such a strong pain.

"Xiaofeng, I am my teacher, I want to fight with you!" Master Qingfeng looked at Xiang Yufeng who was crawling on the ground and said motionlessly. At this moment, Master Qingfeng seemed to have put Xiang Yufeng at a position equal to him, because at this moment, Master Qingfeng's fighting spirit had been aroused.

"Me too, master!" Xiang Yufeng smiled softly. In this smile, there was a look of arrogance. Xiang Yufeng suddenly moved. He floated up like that, his clothes were as bright as the wind. The corners of his lips were bleeding, and he rushed towards Priest Qingfeng's throat with an extremely vicious attack.

Xiang Yufeng knew who the person in front of him was, and even more so that the person's power was terrifying. But before he could sigh, he had already subconsciously made his decision. For the right choice, Haotian Zhan Qi shot out and hit the other party's eyes.

When the Haotian battle energy just flew out of the railing, Xiang Yufeng turned around quickly and hung his back to Master Qingfeng. During the turn, at a very fast speed that no one could see clearly, a blood-colored light flashed in Xiang Yufeng's palm, and took advantage of the momentum to wave it back.

The Haotian fighting energy in Xiang Yufeng's body became extremely violent. At this time, I don't know if it was the mind commanding the energy or the energy had already controlled the energy. He heard a scream and his palms came out quickly. The energy in his body seemed to be compressed into two extremely strong rocks, and came out through his arms and faced Taoist Master Qingfeng.

Taoist Master Qingfeng frowned slightly, knowing that if he still went straight in, even if he hit Xiang Yufeng's chest, he would probably be slammed into his sternum by these terrifying two palms.

At this moment, Xiang Yufeng's fist also attacked, and Master Qingfeng had to block the attack and face Xiang Yufeng's palms.

There was a loud bang, and the force shook the four sides, causing dust to spread.

The light of the two of them seemed to illuminate the world in an instant. The sky and the earth were blown up by the strong wind, and they were flying chaoticly among the two.

Just like on the ground, the energy in Xiangyufeng's body came out quickly and moved to his palms. It opened the world and slapped at the other side's ground with the extremely powerful palm wind, and didn't even look at the oncoming red fist force.

The palm wind was fierce, and the hair of Taoist Qingfeng shook backwards, like steel strikes.

He was not as good as the other party in martial arts, so he had to fight for his life. Moreover, he knew very well that the more he killed people, the more he cherished his life, the more proud he was, the more impossible he could exchange his life with him.

As he wished, the other party slashed towards his palm. Xiang Yufeng stopped his hand very quickly, turned into two shadows, and hit the other party's temples. The fists were clean and neat, extremely simple, but extremely fierce.

Haotian Zhan's aura shot out quickly and hit Taoist Qingfeng's throat. However, Taoist Qingfeng's body shrank unusually and avoided Xiang Yufeng's fierce fist wind.

He avoided Xiang Yufeng's fierce fist wind and directly hit Xiang Yufeng's face. The fist that was whistling with red light was about to hit Xiang Yufeng's face.

Xiang Yufeng screamed, closed his fist back, and attacked intertwined, relying on his Haotian fighting spirit to block the fatal blow.

When Master Qingfeng was leaping, the martial arts route he took was open and open, so Xiang Yufeng used Haotian battle aura to respond. However, after Master Qingfeng abandoned the attack, the light of the whole person seemed to disappear, turning into a phantom in the autumn wind, and the red sword energy in his hand suddenly came out.

Xiang Yufeng knew that Taoist Qingfeng no longer showed mercy.

This strong temperament change happened suddenly, Xiang Yufeng almost couldn't handle it, and a tiny bloody mouth was cut on his left arm!
Chapter completed!