Chapter 528 Dragon Elephant Power Fist

Li Yingfa and others were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. Si Tu

Although Ye Feng was strong, his cultivation level was at the beginning of the ninth level of the innate realm, so how could he possibly be the opponent of a master at the third level of the virtual realm. Originally, they wanted to bring Ye Feng to help out, but unexpectedly, it turned into a disaster.

Not only did they have to donate all the spiritual medicines, but they also had to compensate the other party with 15 million spiritual stones. They couldn't afford to pay even if they sold them.

"Brother Ye, what should we do? What should we do?" Li Yingfa cried and beat his chest.

Ye Feng just laughed.

Zhao Tongming frowned and said, "Do you think I'm joking with you? Leave the spiritual medicines and spiritual stones and get out of here, otherwise, each of you will leave an arm!"

"Although your strength is good, if you really want to fight with me, you are not good enough. One move, just one move, I can kill you directly!"

His voice was extremely certain, as if he had already anticipated the result, and he spoke with certainty, as if Ye Feng would really be killed by him in one move.

Ye Feng still had a faint smile on his face: "The third level of the virtual realm is not that great."

When he was in the late eighth level, he beat away Liang Fan, a third-level master of Canglong Peak. Although he used a little trick, he also roughly understood the strength of the third-level warriors of the virtual realm. Now his cultivation has been raised to the ninth level of the innate, and he has practiced the heavenly palm method "Jingtao Paiyun Palm". His strength is completely different from a few days ago.

Ye Feng felt that he had the strength to fight Zhao Tongming, a master of Lingyun Peak.

"Haha..."

Zhao Tongming laughed up to the sky, but suddenly his face sank and he shouted: "Arrogant. I just didn't want to bully the weak and argue with you, but I didn't expect that it would encourage your arrogance?"

A trace of anger flashed across his face, and he said solemnly: "Since you won't cry until you see the coffin, then I will fulfill your wish!"

As he said, Zhao Tongming's momentum was brewing, and the heavy oppression like mountains and rivers fell on Ye Feng.

He did not use any weapons, and was unarmed, still looking down on Ye Feng.

"You injured our inner and outer disciples of Lingyun Peak. Even if we kill you, the sect can't do anything to me. In this case, I will use my latest boxing skills to let you know what despair is."

"You are lucky to die under my earth-level middle-grade boxing skills, 'Dragon Elephant Giant Power Fist'."

Zhao Tongming let out a long roar, and the Yuanli in his body was mobilized. A wisp of blood flowed out of his pores, condensed into a faint blood column, and rushed straight to the top of his head.

At the same time, he made a sound that sounded like a dragon's roar and an elephant's roar.

"Shua!"

After the body moved, it dragged out a residual shadow and punched Ye Feng.

"It's over, it's over. This Senior Brother Zhao actually practiced the Earth-level middle-grade boxing. How could Junior Brother Ye be his opponent?"

"I heard that the 'Dragon Elephant Giant Power Fist' requires one million sect points to learn on the third floor of the Sutra Library. And ordinary inner disciples are not qualified to enter the third floor. They must make great contributions to the sect, or be ranked high on the Star List or the Bright Moon List..."

"He didn't brag. With the third level of the Void Realm and the Earth-level middle-grade boxing, which innate warrior can be his opponent in one move?"

"This is bad, we are all finished..."

The people of Wushuang Peak lamented one after another. Li Yingfa, Wu Liyan, and even Pang Lin felt that Ye Feng had no chance of winning.

The gap between the two cannot be measured in miles. Such a gap has exceeded the limit that normal warriors can bear.

At least in the past thousand years of Wanjue Sect, no innate ninth-level warrior has ever been heard of who can defeat the third-level grandmaster of the Void Realm.

When several disciples of Lingyun Peak saw Zhao Tongming display his divine power and perform a mid-grade earth-level boxing technique, the power was overwhelming, and they were extremely excited and shouted loudly.

"Brother Zhao, you must put a stop to the arrogance of the rubbish of Wushuang Peak. They are only in the ninth level of Xiantian, but they really think they can defy the heavens?"

"That's right, they actually dared to fight with our disciples of the main peak. Does Wushuang Peak want to rebel? Brother Zhao killed him with one punch, which was too easy for him. In my opinion, it is best to abolish his cultivation, take him back to the main peak, and let him kneel at the gate of the main peak for seven days and seven nights to set an example."

"This kid doesn't even take a piss to look at himself. He is in the ninth level of Xiantian and actually fought with Brother Zhao... He really doesn't know how to live or die."

"..."

The rest of the people shouted one after another, and their spirits were high. It seemed that the places injured by Ye Feng didn't hurt anymore. They were proud and the feeling of being high and mighty returned.

"Earth-level mid-grade martial arts?"

Ye Feng looked at Zhao Tongming who rushed over to kill him, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, are you scared?" Seeing Ye Feng's expression, the Lingyun Peak disciples thought that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and they were afraid of him, and their shouts became more rampant.

"It's no use being scared, but if you kneel down and kowtow to each of us three times now, maybe we can consider sparing your life."

"It's not a pity that the little beast died, but it implicated Wushuang Peak."

"This is all their own fault..."

Ye Feng looked at these people, just like the Alanshan he had seen in the Sutra Library before, they were all bullies who only bullied the weak and feared the strong.

He was full of contempt in his heart, and he didn't say anything to refute.

For such people, the only way is to slap them in the face, beat them so hard that they cry for their parents, and they won't dare to cause trouble again next time.

But if you show the slightest sign of retreat, the other party will take advantage of you and will not treat you as a human being at all.

Zhao Tongming's punch was as powerful as thunder, so fast that it came to him in the blink of an eye, leaving Ye Feng no time to think.

Facing this punch, Ye Feng shouted coldly, leaped into the air, and his figure was like a big bird, looking down from above, and punched hard at the fist shadow.

The tiger of the King of Beasts Fist went down the mountain.

A tiger roared at the scene.

There were also exclamations from all around.

Ye Feng did not retreat as they expected, nor did he kowtow and beg for mercy. Instead, he faced the challenge directly, punching against Zhao Tongming's extremely powerful earth-level middle-grade boxing.

Seeing Ye Feng actually chose to fight him head-on, Zhao Tongming was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed, "Boy, you don't take Zhao seriously. My 'Dragon Elephant Power Fist' is a very strong and masculine fist. One punch can knock down a small mountain. Do you want to be killed by me?"

"'Dragon Elephant Power Fist' is indeed powerful, but I think you haven't practiced it to the fullest. What's the harm in taking your punch?"

Ye Feng, who fell in mid-air, was arrogant and fearless.

"You are looking for death, you little brat!"

Zhao Tongming seemed to be very powerful, but his movements were not slow.

There was a loud "bang", like a comet hitting the earth, with a violent shock of vitality, and Ye Feng was hit high and flew directly into the air...