When Ye Feng saw his master's expression when he looked at him, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He was so familiar. I'm going to be in trouble with this kind of expression from my master! Ye Feng screamed in his heart!

Brothers Shan Xiong, Shan Xin and the Dark Dragon Fifteen Guards all looked at Ye Feng with sympathetic eyes! That look clearly said, Boss, just accept your fate!

Immediately get out of the way, this was Ye Feng's first thought. But he had just turned around and taken a step when a powerful momentum rushed towards him from behind. Ye Feng glanced at Shan Xiong standing next to him, Shan Xin.

The two brothers and the fifteen Dark Dragon Guards were like frightened rabbits, "Whoosh!", "Whoosh!" The movements were extremely fast and they fled from him. At the same time, a strong wind was already blowing over his head.

Master, why do you come to me to practice every time you make great progress in kung fu! Ye Feng is about to cry but has no tears! For him, the scariest thing in the world is not to go up the mountain of swords or to go into the frying pan, but to practice martial arts with his master!

Nangong Chu jumped up and crossed eight feet in an instant. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Ye Feng's head with his fingers. Five strong winds suddenly enveloped Ye Feng.

Before Ye Feng didn't take the move, he quickly took a diagonal step to the left, turned around and took a step back. With this step, he turned around and stepped back again. He had already caught a glimpse of Nangong Chu, like an eagle, landing on the place where he was standing, leading him

The strong wind stirred up the silver sand on the ground and rolled out in all directions.

I'm dizzy. Wasn't this guy's skill disabled by Ouyang Qianyu? Why is he still so powerful? Seeing the power of Li Suiyun's pounce, Deng Shao suddenly screamed in his heart.

"Good!" Ye Feng forced it neatly, which made Nangong Chu's eyes light up. He praised him and thought to himself, this kid has finally not been lazy during this time.

You know, even if Nangong Chu controls his skill at the fifth level of Dacheng, which is the same level as Ye Feng, it is easy and normal to defeat Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng heard the master's praise, he didn't have time to be happy. Nangong Chu had already changed his moves. The change was so fast that there was no trace. As his body turned, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Feng's chest. What kind of martial arts is this? The direction and strength of the move.

There was no trace to be found. Just such a casual grab on the chest made Ye Feng feel helpless.

I saw Nangong Chu's right hand curling into claws. With all the strength, it stretched straight from the wrist to the phalanges. In an instant, the flesh and blood hand seemed to turn into steel claws and iron bones. In a very short scream, he grabbed at lightning speed.

Ye Feng was caught on the chest with unparalleled ferocity. This move was exactly one of the seventy-two Shaolin skills - Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

This was the Kung Fu that Ye Feng was most familiar with. He couldn't help but be startled. He hurriedly raised his palm to form a sword. There was a faint sharp energy coming out of his palm, as if a sword was suddenly unsheathed and Nangong Chu's right claw hadn't caught it yet.

At this moment, the palm of the sword moved in circles, and the cold sword energy circled and danced, almost sealing the space in front of the chest, leaving no gap for Nangong Chu to take advantage of.

At the same time, Ye Feng also announced his move with the knife in his left hand, slashing the opponent's chest with fierce energy. Ye Feng's quick response and skillful use of moves were definitely no worse than that of the veteran master who had experienced hundreds of battles.

"Hey!" Nangong Chu shouted in a low voice. His right hand was in a state where it was impossible to change his moves. He actually grabbed the hand knife that was cutting towards his chest at an abnormal speed. Nangong Chu's change of moves was like flowing clouds and flowing water, but there was no trace of it.

A trace of stagnant knife and claws intersected. Under the collision of the two people's strength, the bodies of both parties were shaken, and their clothes flew up violently. Then they were shaken again, and then they were separated.

"Good boy, come again!" Nangong Chu shouted and stepped forward again. He used the thirty-six-style dragon claw hand one after another. The cold claw force tore the air and made a harsh whistling sound, like a roar coming from a strong wind.

The scream is so shrill that it makes one’s scalp numb.

Facing the master's overwhelming offensive, Ye Feng didn't even think about it, his arms shook, but he saw that dozens of arms seemed to have sprouted from his body, and he actually fought with Dragon Claws and Nangong Chu.

Both sides hit their opponents quickly and with lightning-fast movements. The sound of bangs and bangs was heard endlessly. For a time, strong winds and dust flew, and the fight was inextricably linked.

Shan Xiong, the two Shan Xin brothers and the fifteen Dark Dragon Guards who were watching the battle were all focused, staring at the two people fighting without blinking. It can be said that their martial arts were all taught by Nangong Chu. Looking at Nangong Chu and

Ye Feng and his apprentice fought against each other, and they were able to learn something from it.

On the way to martial arts, if you just practice hard, you may become a first-class master, but if you want to become a peerless strongman who wants to dominate the world, it will not work. "Martial", the word "enlightenment" is very important

After the test just now, each of them had a clear understanding of the other party. It was no longer so simple to take action again. The speed was faster and the force was stronger. The two figures started fighting at full speed.

If Nangong Chu maintains his own skills similar to Ye Feng's, he will not be able to defeat Ye Feng with absolutely overwhelming power. This depends on who uses the moves more skillfully and who has more combat experience.

Nangong Chu's claws were so powerful that they tore through the air. His hands struck alternately, and his figure transformed into a blue dragon in the raging waves. As he rose, fell, and spun, his speed became faster than lightning. His energy was flying, overflowing with excitement, and he was extremely domineering.

On the other hand, Ye Feng, after a round of head-to-head attacks, changed his moves and stepped on the divine walking step to avoid the sharp edge, as if he had transformed into a willow branch floating in the violent wind and rain, in Nangong Chu

Under the overbearing attack, Wuzi resisted tenaciously

Shan Xiong, Shan Xin and others watched with dazzling eyes. They were familiar with the moves of Nangong Chu and Ye Feng. They were familiar with the Dragon Claw Skill and the Divine Movement. At first they could distinguish the moves, but later on

But I saw that Nangong Chu's move was already specious, but his claws were even more powerful.

Each claw struck by the dragon claw hand is filled with a domineering momentum that will never return, making people feel unstoppable and difficult to fight against. However, the body shape is as elegant and beautiful as a swimming dragon, extremely flexible, and has an agile body.

The method and the heavy claw method are integrated into one, perfectly formed by nature.

In all the best martial arts, there are actually moves first and then moves. Moves are just the external expression of the move. But there are more than tens of millions of moves that can express the intention of a martial arts? As long as we grasp the origin of martial arts and point directly to our heart.

, it will be able to change in a thousand ways, turn law into lawlessness, move into nothing.

The dragon claw hand that Nangong Chu is currently performing is not limited to thirty-six moves. It can be said to be thousands of moves, or it can be said that it is just one move that comes and goes.

There are not many people in the world who can understand the origin of martial arts. Perhaps this is why innate ancient warriors are so rare.

Shan Xiong, Shan Xin and the Dark Dragon Fifteen Guards all seemed to understand something from Nangong Chu's vigorous and dragon-like figure, but it seemed as if there was a layer of gauze in front of them, and they could never see clearly the hazy figure behind the gauze.

What on earth is this thing? This feeling makes them feel itchy and uncomfortable.

In the middle of the fight between the two, their figures became even more blurred. Two strong figures in the field were rising and falling, moving and moving, one was attacking and the other was blocking. It was so intense. The fierce energy brought by the two people fighting,

Wandering in the air, Shan Xiong and Shan Xin who were watching the battle were forced to retreat, leaving a large open space.

Nangong Chu saw that Ye Feng could fight hundreds of moves with him without falling behind. He couldn't help but nodded secretly. Ye Feng's martial arts had risen sharply like a rocket in the past three years, reaching the fifth level of ancient martial arts. Even if it was a thousand-year-old martial arts like Shaolin Wudang

There are not many young masters like this in the big sect!

After all, the gap in realm is insurmountable. After all, Nangong Chu's martial arts realm is much higher than that of Ye Feng. Intangible versus tangible, and no moves versus moves. In essence, Ye Feng and Nangong Chu are not masters of the same level.

There was no surprise. Even with similar skills, Nangong Chu gradually suppressed Ye Feng's offensive.

Ye Feng had tried his best, but he just couldn't use up all his strength. He knew that he would definitely lose. If he lost, he would lose with great force!

After dodging Nangong Chu's continuous series of eagle-clawed hands, Ye Feng's body still looked flexible and graceful, but when he saw him ducking to the side of a row of coconut trees on the beach, he saw a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Ah drink~!" Exhale!

As he raised his voice, his hands filled with real energy violently struck the coconut tree in front of him.

"Bang!" After a dull violent sound, the upper half of the coconut tree, which was as thick as a person's arms, was blown away. With the sound of wind, it hit Nangong Chu, and everyone watching the battle couldn't help but gasp.

The toughness and resistance of a still-growing tree are comparable to those of a dried wooden stake that rises almost geometrically! How much force is required to break it and send it flying?

The tree body that hit Nangong Chu was driven by Ye Feng's surging and powerful skills, and its strength was more than a thousand. If it was hit, it would definitely be uncomfortable even if it was not injured.

Nangong Chu didn't change his expression, and the lower half of the coconut tree hit him. However, the crown of the tree was suddenly broken by a sudden blow from the waist, and he lost his balance. Ye Feng slowly fell down.

Nangong Chu stood up with a "whoosh" and jumped into the sky. He tapped his feet lightly on the tree and took two steps towards the tilted crown. "Ah ha!", with a violent roar, Nangong Chu performed a difficult task in the sky.

The spinning ax split his legs, and with the force of thunder, it turned into a blurred leg shadow, shaking the air, emitting a short and sharp scream, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the upper part of the tree trunk violently.

The bark of the tree trunk was blown into pieces by the force of the impact. The tree that was flying in the air before it hit the ground suffered a second heavy blow in the air, and was split again from the middle of the broken tree trunk.

The tree crown with branches and leaves was kicked away from the supporting tree trunk by the thunderous kick, and fell freely to the ground, leaving only a thick and bare tree trunk.

From the time Ye Feng broke the waist of the tree to Nangong Chu flying to mid-air and breaking the upper part of the tree, during this time, the whole tree was still flying in mid-air. You can imagine how terrifying their speed and power were.

The tree body, which was several meters long, was hit by Nangong Chu's powerful force. The high end quickly "roared" from mid-air and hit Ye Feng on the ground.

Ye Feng was shocked when he saw the free-falling tree crown falling towards him after the wooden stump. He avoided its attack first and quickly took a big step back. When the roaring tree stump fell to the height of his chest, the tree stump

The tree pole had already formed a straight line in the air. Ye Feng pushed it out with both palms. In the middle of a roar, he turned the force of its rapid fall into a forward thrust. He then pushed a tree pole into the air with one hand.

The wood hit Nangong Chufei who had just landed on the ground.

As soon as Nangong Chu landed, he saw the wooden stake coming to his chest wrapped in fierce wind. He had no time to avoid it. When it was inevitable, he had to exert force in a hurry and fold his palms together.

, resisted the wooden stake, but the overwhelming force forced him to retreat continuously. However, he stopped his retreat when he saw that he was sitting on the horse with his waist slumped and his feet carved two long deep holes in the sand.

At this time, due to Ye Feng's rush, he avoided the tree crown falling from the sky. However, when he heard a loud noise behind him, the tree crown fell to the ground "slowly"

The compelling light in the eyes of Nangong Chu and Ye Feng gradually disappeared, and at the same time a smile appeared on their faces. They put their hands down, and the tree trunk supported by them in mid-air fell to the sand with a "chi!"

"Haha...!" Nangong Chu laughed so arrogantly that he startled countless birds on the beach. He stared at Ye Feng with his slender black eyes: "You boy, with you, my kung fu has reached this level. It's not easy."

Compared to Nangong Chu, who was calm and composed, Ye Feng was much more embarrassed. His crisp casual clothes were soaked with sweat, and he was a little tired, as if all the energy in his body had been exhausted.

"Haha! As the master's only disciple, although I can't bring glory to the master, I can't embarrass him either!" Ye Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face and gasped.

Nangong Chu stepped forward and patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, and said seriously: "I am very satisfied with your performance. This apprentice did not make a mistake."

"Master...!" Ye Feng raised his head and looked at Nangong Chu. At this moment, he had the urge to cry. Nangong Chu was usually much stricter with him than other members of the Dark Dragon. Today, Nangong Chu praised him more than

It took more than three years to finally get the approval of the master. Ye Feng was so excited that his face turned red.

"Okay, don't embarrass yourself in front of your men. Keep working hard in the future! Strong men are born from blood and sweat!" Nangong Chu's tone was very heavy, as if an old man who had experienced countless things was telling him.

His unforgettable years

Looking at the pair of deep, age-matched eyes in front of him, Ye Feng had the illusion that his master was no longer the lofty 'god' he admired so much, but an ordinary 'person', a man with many worries.

, but there is no 'person' to talk to.
Chapter completed!