When he saw that Ye Xiaofeng's body was not pinched by him as he imagined, and blood rushing, but was broken like a mirror, Ouyang Bowen was shocked and waves appeared in his heart. He was still the real body just now, but in a moment, his kung fu became an illusion.

Suddenly, he noticed a dangerous aura. The dangerous aura came from behind him. He turned around without a backhand, but he just slapped the palm without touching Ye Xiaofeng at all.

"Bang." At this time, a crisp slap sounded, and a slap mark appeared on Ouyang Bowen's face, and Ye Xiaofeng's figure appeared five meters ahead of him.

Ouyang Bowen was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Xiaofeng to slap him.

Just now, Ye Xiaofeng understood the third level of Xiaoyao Step, the true body of the phantom not only increased its speed, but also could transform into a phantom when moving. Just now, Ye Xiaofeng avoided Ouyang Bowen's attack at a very fast speed and came behind him. One hand emitted a surging energy, which specifically created an illusion for him. The other hand was introverted, without any energy, and had no murderous intent. Even if he wanted to simply slap, Ouyang Bowen did not notice it, and then successfully let Ye Xiaofeng slap him in the face.

If he wanted to kill Ouyang Bowen, I'm afraid Ouyang Bowen would definitely feel the murderous intent, and with his strength, he could of course stop it. Therefore, Ye Xiaofeng had to use this method to attack him.

Shame, this is a great shame. His young master of the Ouyang family was slapped by an unknown person in the face. If this matter was spread, how could he meet people!

"Ye Xiaofeng, today, you must die." Ouyang Bowen roared with a ferocious face, rushing towards Ye Xiaofeng like a madman.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng was no longer as passive as Ye Xiaofeng just now. Ye Xiaofeng's speed increased by 30% compared to just now, and his speed was astonishingly fast. It would be difficult for Ouyang Bowen to wave his claws to hurt Ye Xiaofeng.

Of course, Ye Xiaofeng could not hurt him, and the two of them were in a similar position.

"You coward, don't run away if you have sex." Ouyang Bowen yelled angrily when he saw Ye Xiaofeng's speed increased a lot, and he didn't even touch the other party's clothes.

"Idiot, I really don't know why you are Yu Qian's cousin. I'm so stupid. Will I give up my strengths and fight you to the death?" Ye Xiaofeng said with some contempt in his eyes.

"You," although what Ye Xiaofeng said makes sense, Ye Xiaofeng's words still make Ouyang Bowen almost vomit blood.

Ouyang Bowen is as powerful as a pounding force, his voice is as powerful as a sky, his aura is powerful, his left hand is as crystal clear as jade, and his energy is everywhere. Every time he waves, he carries the power of heaven and earth. Ye Xiaofeng is like a swimming fish in the water, wandering around Ouyang Bowen, fighting guerrilla warfare, avoiding strong attacks on the weak.

About thirty minutes later, all the green crops within a radius of one hundred meters around the two were destroyed.

"Boom." With a loud noise, both of them flew backwards, their bodies shaking and crawled up, gasping for breath. At this time, the true energy in their bodies was almost exhausted, and their injuries became severe.

Ouyang Bowen's face was like a pig's head, and the white casual outfit was covered with blood, some were Ye Xiaofeng's, some were blood spurted out by himself, the hatred contained in his eyes, and some were unwilling and helplessness.

Ye Xiaofeng also looked embarrassed, with his white short-sleeved shirts and his body was covered with deep bloodstains. Although he was not bleeding, he looked extremely miserable. Originally, Ye Xiaofeng's physical condition could heal automatically, but another strange force at the wound prevented the wound from healing. If he calmed down, he could completely remove the force. However, with Ouyang Bowen in front of him, he could not move out time to clear it.

"Hahaha,,," Suddenly, Ouyang Bowen pointed at Ye Xiaofeng and laughed, probably because of his miserable appearance.

"Why are you laughing? Why don't you take action? Don't you want to kill me? Come on!" Ye Xiaofeng said panting, with a hint of red mist in his breath, and he didn't need to guess that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Kill you? Is it worthy of letting me do something like an ant?" Ouyang Bowen said with some disdain. It can be seen from his pale face that he suffered serious internal injuries. After this battle, both of them could be said to be both in the defeat. Strictly speaking, Ye Xiaofeng was injured more severely. After all, Ye Xiaofeng is still in a different position than the other party's strength.

Ye Xiaofeng said: "I think you don't have the strength to do it again!"

Ouyang Bowen: "Do you have the strength to let go? Look at your embarrassing look. How pitiful it is, it's better to kill him." His expression was also like pity.

"You are not the same? You were originally a pig's head, but now you have become more like a pig's head. People have grown into you. They are really a strange flower in the world."

The two of them were tired of fighting and had no strength, so they started talking again.

Everything has emotions, and as long as it is life, emotions will arise. Ye Xiaofeng used his magical skills to absorb the various emotional powers of the surrounding plants and trees. While speaking, Ouyang Bowen used some of their clan's special skills to stimulate blood and produce more power.

"Do you still fight? If you don't fight, I'll leave first." After regaining some strength, Ye Xiaofeng said.

"If you have the ability, you can fight." Ouyang Bowen said.

"Idiot." Ye Xiaofeng cursed in a low voice and then walked back.

"What did you say? You say it again?" Ouyang Bowen's eyes were full of anger.

Ye Xiaofeng ignored it and continued to walk forward. Looking at Ye Xiaofeng's departure, Ouyang Bowen felt very unwilling, but what if he was unwilling to do? Could it be that he would fight again? He knew that there was no point in fighting again. After all, neither of them could do anything to each other. Of course, unless he risked the idea of ​​dying together, he would still fight as hard as Gang (5) and then stop.

"Hmph, although I can't do anything to you now, I will definitely kill you in front of the entire younger generation at the martial arts meeting next year." Ouyang Bowen said to himself, his eyes full of fierce light.

The bright moon is hanging high, the stars are shining, and the lights are rising. Ye Xiaofeng is slowing forward while absorbing the energy of the world in the city and refining it into true energy.

Just as Ye Xiaofeng had just walked to a remote alley in Dongcheng District and Xinchao District, he suddenly stopped and two brilliant lights burst out from his eyes. He stared at a dark place and shouted: "Who?"

After Ye Xiaofeng finished speaking, eight men wearing black backs fell from the roofs on both sides, surrounded Ye Xiaofeng and glanced at these people. Their cultivation was all from the ninth level of acquired heaven and were quite powerful.

Ye Xiaofeng just glanced at these people, then turned his eyes to the dark place where he first looked. A footstep sounded, and a middle-aged man wearing a gray long-sleeved silk costume walked out of the dark corner.

Looking at the figure, Ye Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself.

"Who are you?" Ye Xiaofeng asked in a deep voice, his eyes a little solemn.

"Ouyang Mo, Ouyang family, you must die today." said the middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!