Looking at Nangong Feiyu standing opposite him and showing his might at his gesture, Gong Gongfeng didn't talk much to him, and slowly stood up with a gloomy face and patted the dust on his body.

He reached out to wipe Nangong Feiyu's footprints. At this time, he was already overwhelmed by anger. As Nangong Feiyu said, his unyielding will was just a semi-finished product and could not become a climate.

After all, he cannot achieve the point of being without desires and desires, so naturally he cannot achieve true indomitable will.

Nangong Feiyu's purpose seemed to be to arouse him and then make a profit from it.

The idea was good, but Nangong Feiyu obviously muttered about the strength of Gong Gongfeng as the first boxing master. The trap he carefully arranged instantly collapsed after that angry roar.

Being played with by Nangong Feiyu so continuously forced the Gong Gongfeng to use some attacks defined as ultimate moves.

For example, the power of thunder and lightning surrounding him at this time, as a genius who practices Tianlei Fist, his use of Tianlei Fist was naturally perfect.

After the spiritual power on his body burst out, he looked like a god of war.

Every move reveals a domineering aura, and the Wutai is centered on it, and lightning begins to fill the surroundings. If you accidentally touch it, your fingers will be numb.

Seeing the palace wind, she immediately launched such an attack, and Nangong Feiyu's happy face finally solidified.

He reached into his bag, took it for a long time, and finally took out something that looked like a handkerchief.

The thing was red with green threads on it, like embroidered. After he took out the thing, he stuffed it into his chest pocket like a woman.

Then he looked at the palace wind and laughed, "If I guessed correctly, this posture should be the second style of Tianlei Quan, it would be a sudden thunder and rain."

He spoke.

The palace wind was already in the midst of thunder, so naturally he would not answer his questions. After the sequel to a certain level of thunder, he stepped forward, and thunder flashed under his feet, and his body disappeared from the spot instantly.

The next second he arrived directly in front of Nangong Feiyu and waved out without hesitation.

Faced with the sudden increase in the terrifying speed of the palace, Nangong Feiyu had to take him with a punch and was beaten back.

Before his figure could stabilize, the palace wind appeared on his back instantly, kicking directly, intending to perform an attack like a kick.

However, after squeezing a punch, Nangong Feiyu immediately reacted, turned around and pushed his hand against Gong Gong Feng's kick, and actively pushed his body away from his attack range.

The moment he landed, Nangong Feiyu hurriedly used the Dead Soul Step, and also increased his speed to the maximum. For a moment, the two of them once again started chasing each other.

But under the cover of the minefield, the palace wind obviously had an advantage. Before long, he used the minefield to force Nangong Feiyu out.

After being dragged down, Gong Gongfeng completely used the thunderstorm of the Heavenly Thunder Fist and launched an uninterrupted attack on Nangong Feiyu.

After a few rounds, Nangong Feiyu was forced into a mess. After a long time, Nangong Feiyu showed his flaws for the first time and was caught by the palace wind. He directly smashed the two sets of punches.

He forced Nangong Feiyu back and stepped on the stone surface and wiped it for a long distance before he stabilized his body.

The two sets of combined punches hit his body, which directly shocked Nangong Feiyu and squirted out a mouthful of blood.

From the opening to now, a fierce battle finally occurred. Seeing Nangong Feiyu vomiting blood, there were cheers and heartache in the audience, probably because of the different positions and different people who support them.

After shook Nangong Feiyu, Gong Gongfeng did not force himself, but stopped to look at him.

"I know that with absolute strength, your so-called tricks and tricks are all pale and powerless."

He spoke proudly.

Nangong Feiyu spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and rubbed his painful head.

"It's really interesting. It seems that it's not OK to be serious."

He acted indifferently, not because of the blood on the corners of his mouth, some people really thought he was useless, but now he was beaten up and pretended, which naturally caused the people who supported the palace style in the audience to sigh and mock them all!

But Nangong Feiyu was thick-skinned and didn't care about the roar in the audience. He stood up leisurely.

Take out the previous thing from your chest pocket, wipe the corners of your hands and mouth, and then put the thing back.

"Fuck, I always thought that thing was a big killer, and that material was really a handkerchief."

Seeing this, Xiaoyao cursed, not only Nangong Feiyu's pretentiousness, but many people around him were very angry.

After all, he fiddled with the thing at the beginning, giving people a sense of preparation. In the end, the trump card turned into a genuine product. The impact was too great, which caught people a little off guard.

After wiping the arms and corners of his mouth, Nangong Feiyu squeezed a drop of blood from his middle finger, and then gently lifted his arm, and the drop of blood actually left his fingers and slung in the air.

Everyone's eyes were all cast at the moment when the blood flew, staring at the drop of blood in the air.

The moment the blood appeared, I saw the referee team's brows sank, and I could roughly guess that the attack that Nangong Feiyu was about to launch seemed a bit powerful.

Soon the competition below verified my guess. After the blood was suspended, Nangong Feiyu spread his hands.

"Since Brother Gong let me see the sudden thunder and rains of your Gong family, then I will let you see the bloody rain pear blossoms of my Nangong family."

When Nangong Feiyu finished speaking, a sound of his fingers came, and the drop of blood suddenly vibrated. The next second suddenly expanded rapidly, forming a huge blood cell in the air.

After the blood cells formed, dense needle-shaped tips began to appear, and the pointed tips were all in court style.

"Please give me advice!"

Nangong Feiyu said another sentence, then suddenly pressed his hand down, and the fine needle on the blood ball stabbed towards the palace wind frantically.

Just like the heavy rain, the palace was suppressed and could not even lift the limelight. He carried it with his teeth and pressed against the blood cells above his head. The continuous attack of the blood cells gave the palace wind more and more pressure.

Under the attack of the blood cells, even though the palace wind set up spiritual power to protect the body, it still couldn't last long. Soon the needles pierced the spiritual power protection cover and inserted it into the palace wind's body.

The fine needles seemed not big, but after piercing into Gongfeng's body, he frowned repeatedly.

Although he didn't make a sound, it was not difficult to see from his expression that the pain he endured at this time was definitely not low.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had that expression. After resisting for a while, it seemed that he had reached his limit. The palace wind roared violently, stood up suddenly, and roared to the sky.

A golden light emanated from his body. He directly pushed the blood needle and jumped up in place, flashing in his empty hands.

"Shocking Strike"
Chapter completed!