Otherworldly Phantom Unrestrained Real Strength Name 3G Network First Release

  Yi Feng dodged to the side, allowing the whirlwind that had risen up to blow his clothes, and the numbness in his hand made him involuntarily sigh. Liu Feng was indeed formidable. If it were an ordinary third-stage master under his hands, he would absolutely not be able to gain any advantage. But Liu Feng was different, with martial skills no lower than his own, and strength greater than his own. It made Yi Feng unable to gain the upper hand, if not for relying on the Charms Shadow Technique, he really wouldn't have been his opponent.

  Just as Yi Feng was thinking about whether to use another martial skill, Liu Feng's fist came suddenly, condensing into a sword mark of Dou Qi, like a poisonous snake, carrying a fierce Dou Qi, and heavily smashed over.

  "Looking for death, you actually dare to slack off during our fight." Liu Feng's face was gloomy as he shouted, his fist's palm momentum condensed once again, bursting with dazzling green light.

  "Grass..."

  This sudden incoming fist, the arrow-like sharpness under the loss of god was impossible to dodge. He took a deep breath, and the fighting energy inside him surged out like a turbulent wave. As the energy poured in, his right fist, which had never shown any brilliance before, now had a faint white glow.

  The fist force that arrived in the blink of an eye, the sharp gaze was cold for a moment, and the speed at which it surged out of the meridians was again several times faster.

  "Remnant Cotton Fist..."

  "Sword scar..."

  Two loud roars, amidst the shock of everyone, the two finally collided head-on with a strong momentum. The powerful aura oppressed the air in the entire void, causing it to crackle and boom, as if ripples were rising like splashing water.

  "These two kids, are indeed evenly matched." The Great Elder couldn't help but sigh as he watched this scene. The precious Day Stage Merit Law, which was invaluable in front of outsiders, wasn't that unattainable for the vast organization of Sheng Zong.

  "Haha, this move, I'm afraid Ye Feng is going to take a loss. His strength is still a bit lacking." The Second Elder chuckled, but his eyes were full of admiration.

  "Bang..."

  A powerful shockwave, the bluestone beneath their feet suddenly burst. Amidst all the gazes, a wave of energy spread out from the fists that had collided, like ripples on water, and the strong residual energy sent Flowing Maple's and Yi Feng's long hair flying upwards.

  Like two people standing in the midst of fireworks with their clothes fluttering, they look incredibly carefree. In stark contrast to the violently surging energy ripples.

  This fierce attack caused both men to surge with powerful energy, and they simultaneously retreated backwards, their figures constantly changing as they dissipated the massive force.

  Every step the two men took, the bluestone beneath their feet shattered instantly. Everyone stared at the cracked bluestone, stunned on the spot: "This is the power of a Master?! A Knight is indeed not on the same level as him."

  Yi Feng didn't know how many steps he had retreated, he knelt on one knee, with a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to wipe it off, and it was extremely cold.

  This move was his downfall. Although he had used the Shadow Body Technique to deflect most of the force, the final burst of energy still caught him off guard. With a loud crash, he spat out blood.

  "There is still a gap between himself and his strength."

  Yi Feng calmed the blood and energy within his body, and as a doctor, he applied some pressure points on himself. His complexion finally turned rosy, although he looked disheveled, but he didn't seem to have suffered too severe an injury.

  The disciples of the Holy Land saw this scene, and one by one took a deep breath. Although Yi Feng's move was beaten to bleed, but in their hearts they did not dare to have a hint of mockery. They went up, fearing that they would be seriously injured or killed.

  The five elders saw Yi Feng's gloomy eyes, and one by one couldn't help but exchange a glance, knowing that the fight below was the main show. From start to finish, Yi Feng only used his residual palm. They could clearly see that this kid had too many hidden tricks up his sleeve.

  However, thinking of Liu Feng's sect, it's not too worrisome after all. Does Liu Feng only know the Blood Stain martial skill?

  "Alright..."

  Yi Feng stood up, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, slightly adjusted his somewhat disheveled clothes, and coldly stared at Liu Feng.

  "It was just a warm-up. Next, I'll have to go all out. Hopefully, by the end of it, you can still leave here alive." Yifeng lightly patted the dust off his knee and gazed calmly at Liu Feng.

  The old man was shocked when he heard this: This kid actually had a murderous intention.

  He looked at Yifeng's nonchalant expression and couldn't help but think of Yifeng's certain martial skill, if he used that skill, Liu Feng would probably be blown to smithereens.

  "Yi Feng, don't be reckless." The Great Elder shouted, his heart slightly annoyed. It wasn't worth Yi Feng using that move for a duel.

  "Hehe, don't worry. It's just a piece of trash, and it doesn't even know how many cards I've revealed." Yifeng said with a smile, seemingly careless.

  This sentence made everyone look at each other in dismay. No one understood its meaning. On the contrary, there was an unusual glint in Shidai's eyes.

  "Feng Ge actually has a trump card that even the Great Elder was shocked by?"

  Under the suspicion of the five elders and the weirdness of the crowd, Yī Fēng actually lifted up his own pant leg, this inexplicable action made everyone look at each other in dismay.

  "Clang......"

  A metallic clanging sound made everyone turn their eyes to what Yi Feng had taken off his leg and thrown aside.

  At this moment, the entire venue was silent, including the elder ones, with shock and astonishment all over their faces. Looking at the golden red copper and black iron on the ground, it seemed as if their heads couldn't turn around.

  Yi Feng had just finished fighting, and was still tied up with these things. Judging from their appearance, they should weigh no less than a hundred kilograms. Thinking back to the evenly matched battle between the two of them earlier, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air.

  And standing opposite to the flowing maple, he stared at the metal that was flashing with light, as if he couldn't believe someone could wear these things and fight him for so long.

  "As expected, it's indeed worthy of being the most mysterious place in Shengdi."

  Everyone's mind flashed with this sentence, and one by one, the eyes looking at Liu Feng showed some sympathy.

  Yi Feng relaxed his lower body, feeling a sense of lightness on himself. He couldn't help but kick his legs comfortably. Without the burden of over 100 kilograms of copper and meteorite, the internal circulation of his Qi also became more vibrant.

  Yi Feng has confidence now, if he were to receive that punch from Liu Feng again, he would absolutely not be beaten until he bleeds.

  The five elders looked at each other after witnessing this scene.

  "It seems that it is no longer possible to suppress Yifeng's arrogant momentum. In the holy land, there isn't a single person who would be Yifeng's disciple."

  The old man took a glance at Zhang's red and moist small mouth, staring blankly at Yifeng's poem, muttering to himself: "You're not either."

  In just one year, he has grown to this extent. It's downright terrifying.

  However, amidst the shock and horror, they were also overjoyed: the more terrifying the sharpness was, the greater the benefits of that sacred place would be.

  "Try a slightly weaker attack, I hope you can still take it and spit out blood." Yī Fēng adjusted his pants legs and said to Liú Fēng in a tone that didn't take him seriously at all.