"Hahaha, I'm rich, it's the top-level martial arts."

Just then, a loud laugh suddenly came from the front.

Chen Hui's eyes showed a surprise light when he heard this. Before he could pass, he heard a cold voice: "Is this martial arts a waste to practice like you? Is it the best martial arts to be handed over to the top-grade martial arts and spare you."

In front, in the dim stone path, two figures faced each other.

"Feng Tianxiang, is it you?" The master of the top-grade martial arts master was a young man in green. He heard a surprise sound, and then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, now I should call you one-armed Feng Tianxiang. Unexpectedly, the great disciple of the Li Sect could not even save his arm, and wanted to take my secret book. It was simply a matter of life."

"Since that's the case, I'll kill you." Feng Tianxiang looked cold and looked at his empty left arm, his eyes even colder. Although he was an invincible ninth-level martial artist, the martial zombie was so powerful that he finally tried to kill the martial zombie. However, he was poisoned by the corpse and poisoned his left arm because of this. He had to cut off his left arm with his own hands. Now he was ridiculed by the young man in front of him and immediately showed his murderous intention.

"Come on, I want to see what the great disciples of Li Sect have." The young man in green sneered. Even though he said that, his eyes were solemn. Even though Feng Tianxiang cut off his arm, he was still the chief disciple of Li Sect, an invincible ninth-level martial artist. If you underestimate him, you will definitely die miserably.

If it were in the past, when he saw Feng Tianxiang, he would definitely turn around and run away without saying a word. But now Feng Tianxiang cut his arm off and his strength has greatly reduced, so he plucked up his courage to fight Feng Tianxiang.

"Okay, very good, I will definitely let you die miserably." Feng Tianxiang was furious. Such a person didn't dare to say this when he saw him before, but now he dares to say such words and must kill him.

"Yeah?"

The young man in green grinned, his snow-white teeth showed a cold light. With a wave of his big hand, a green sword fell into his hand, and a breath of vitality swept across it. It seemed like it was not a sword, but a forest, full of vitality. But when the blue sword swept out, the sword light was sharp and the sword move was fierce.

"court death!"

Feng Tianxiang is among the top genius disciples of the Dongzhou Sect. Even if he broke his left arm, no one could provoke him. He jumped up and his right fist blasted out. The true energy condensed as the substance and smashed it down, just like a hill.

"Bang!"

The fist hit the green sword, bursting with brilliant sword light and fist light.

Feng Tianxiang is not only born with divine power, but also a master of boxing. Any punch contains terrible boxing willpower. Martialists who cultivate martial arts willpower not only have to face the attacks of warriors, but also the martial arts willpower. Martialists with insufficient willpower are easily affected by the martial arts willpower.

Although it sounds illusory, it does exist.

Although the young man in green has the strength of an invincible ninth-level martial artist, he did not understand the power of swordsmanship. Therefore, when he fought with Feng Tianxiang, he was immediately influenced by the opponent's boxing willpower.

"Damn it, even if you break your hand, you're still so powerful. If you don't break it, how powerful would it be?" The young man in green regretted challenging Feng Tianxiang. His sword move changed and he wanted to leave.

"No way." Feng Tianxiang broke his left arm because of Chen Hui. It was the time to be angry. Now that the young man in Qing was provoked by his head, he naturally wanted to kill and discourage him. Seeing that the young man in Qing was about to escape, he immediately increased his attack power. Even if he only had his right hand and used his boxing skills, he was extremely powerful.

"Bang!"

The young man in green retreated under Feng Tianxiang's punch.

"escape!"

Without any hesitation, the young man in green chose to escape because he was not sure to kill Feng Tianxiang.

"You can't escape, you must die today." Feng Tianxiang's eyes were cold, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his fists were surging, and the air waves were rolling, submerging the green-clothed young man like a vast ocean. He rumbling and hitting the green-clothed young man's chest, and was bombarded, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.

"Tait!"

Feng Tianxiang walked over, and the footsteps fell into the ears of the young man in blue like a death talisman. His face was extremely pale and his body was trembling.

"No, no." The young man in green shouted in horror in his eyes.

"It's too late." Feng Tianxiang smiled coldly and punched the young man in green. With a bang, a ball of blood was blurred, red and white ginseng were mixed together, making people want to vomit.

Feng Tianxiang stepped on the headless corpse on the ground with one foot, snorted coldly, and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and shouted coldly: "Who?"

"Baba, it's not bad. It seems that Brother Feng broke his arm and his style is still unabated." A burst of applause sounded, and a slender young man walked out of the darkness step by step. Who else is it if it were Chen Hui?

"It's you?"

Feng Tianxiang's face suddenly became gloomy, and a gloomy murderous intent appeared in his narrow eyes. His clothes were windless and his wind attributed true energy surrounded his body, forming a wind vortex, stirring all directions, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Boy, no matter who you are, you are dead today."

"Haha, many people have said the same thing to me, but they all died." Since Chen Hui showed up, he naturally had the intention to kill Feng Tianxiang. With a wave of his hand, the Wuxu Sword flashed out, making a sword sound like a metal tool touching. The sword aura rose from his body, splitting the space in front of him, and blasting towards Feng Tianxiang in an invisible attack.

"Go to hell!"

Although Feng Tianxiang only had one arm left, his fierce aura remained unabated. He punched out like a mountain collapse, and a rumbling sound broke out, like an explosion.

This punch was extremely tricky and locked Chen Hui hard.

"kill!"

Chen Hui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Wuxu Sword slashed down into the air, slashing on Feng Tianxiang's fist like a bamboo shoot.

"clang!"

There was a blast, just like a slashing on an iron tool.

“Hohuh!”

Feng Tianxiang is the body of Feng Ling. The power of Feng is like a part of his body on his fists, freely exerting, flowing clouds and flowing water. Each punch and gesture contains the power of Feng, sweeping across Chen Hui with a strong storm.

"laugh!"

Chen Hui's clothes were like paper, and they were instantly broken.

"Hehe." Feng Tianxiang sneered, and the more he fought, he became more and more brave, oppressing Chen Hui like the god of wind.

Chen Hui looked a little solemn. Unexpectedly, Feng Tianxiang broke his arm and his strength was still strong, even stronger than the three invincible ninth-level martial artists of the Fire Spirit Sect.

"Swish!"

With a concentrated sword, Wuxu Sword swept out from Chenhui's palm. The sword waves were like water waves, with the power of wind and the vibrations of frequency. Like the roar of wind, it penetrated into the fierce storm and disintegrated layer by layer.

"Storm Kill!"

Feng Tianxiang roared, his fist moves changed, flowing water, and murderous intent appeared frequently. The fist shadow seemed to be no longer a fist shadow, but a storm. The Wuxu Sword strangled and stabbed immediately with a dense banging sound. He himself merged into the storm, and he carried the power of his family's supreme wind to slam Chen Hui's head.

Once hit, you will definitely lose your life.

This was a fierce punch, Chen Hui did not dare to be careless. His sword skills were running, and the sword energy strangled out like a spiral, hitting the punching fist, and suddenly a clanging sound rang out.

However, Chen Hui did not use his killer move.

Because Feng Tianxiang is the body of Feng Spirit, he is obviously extremely skillful in controlling Feng's power, but Chen Hui is still very unfamiliar with Feng's power. Even if he practices Feng's sword intent, he is just a small success. He still has a considerable distance to enter Zhongcheng. The main reason is that Chen Hui himself does not know much about Feng's power and has not encountered opponents who are extremely skilled in Feng's power.

Nowadays, Feng Tianxiang is a master of Feng Power, so he naturally won't miss this rare opportunity.

Feng Tianxiang was still secretly proud and wanted to kill Chen Hui in one fell swoop, but he didn't know that he had become Chen Hui's trial stone.

If I knew, I would probably have to be pissed to death.

"Hurricane Fist!"

"Fist Gangli!"

"Roar of the wind!"

Feng Tianxiang used his ultimate moves one after another, trying to kill Chen Hui, but Chen Hui tried his best to defend and did not fight him head-on. This made him consume his true energy extremely strongly, and he was very angry and decided to use his killer move to kill Chen Hui. He roared: "Crazy Lion Fist!"
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