His attack speed was extremely fast, and the wind from his palm roared past.

Xiao Feng blocked the side and retreated, and the two sides quickly fought for two rounds.

After closing the distance again, Xiao Feng frowned. Under the fierce attacks from the opponent, his clothes were actually torn.

Now his two arms are exposed, as if he is wearing a vest, which looks extremely funny.

"Haha... Xiao Feng, how is my palm technique?"

Nan Zheng smiled arrogantly and mocked.

"It's amazing. It really opened my eyes."

Xiao Feng gave a thumbs up and deliberately praised.

"Boy, this is just an appetizer."

"Within three rounds, I will make you surrender obediently."

A cold light flashed from the corner of Nan Zheng's eyes. He rushed forward and struck out with both palms at the same time.

Xiao Feng jumped up lightly and chose to avoid its sharp edge.

'boom!'

With a loud noise, Nan Zheng hit a boulder behind him with both palms.

'Stab it!'

A cloud of black smoke rose up from the big stone, and two rows of five finger prints were punched out, as if pressed into the mud with both hands.

"Hiss...this is...copper-skinned iron sand palm."

Ouyang Yin took a deep breath and suddenly widened his eyes.

"Well, it is indeed!"

"This palm technique is extremely difficult to practice. It seems that Nan Zheng has suffered a lot these days."

Ouyang Zhengxing stroked his beard and praised it.

"Then do you think he can beat Xiao Feng?"

Ouyang Yin asked in a low voice.

"Haha...what do you think?"

The old man asked back.

Ouyang Yin pursed his lips and did not answer.

In the middle of the courtyard, Nan Zheng flew forward to kill again.

Xiao Feng was forced to retreat steadily for a while. On the other hand, the Southern Expedition became more and more courageous as he fought, and he was clearly at the upper hand.

Ouyang Baizhu bit his lip, feeling in a dilemma.

On one side is my sweetheart, and on the other side is my childhood sweetheart and junior brother.

It was not good to lean to either side. This contradictory feeling made her very confused.

"Yeah, give me an iron palm strike."

Nan Zheng roared angrily, raised his Qi to its peak, and struck through the air with a palm.
Chapter completed!