Chapter 230                                                             

"Wang Teng, be careful." Seeing that Yang Feng had increased his aura more than two or three times in an instant, Lu Xiufang changed color and reminded him. The Broken Sky Stone Fist, the fourth-grade peak martial arts, Yang Feng has practiced for many years and has already achieved the perfect attainment, and its power is comparable to the fifth-grade martial arts.

Although Wang Teng's move to rescue Lu Xiufang felt a little calm, she still had no idea whether she could win or not.

After all, Yang Feng has a perfect strength at the tenth level and has few opponents under the master of martial arts. Compared with this, Wang Teng is still too young.

The slender hands clenched a little, and Lu Xiufang's beautiful eyes were staring at the battle situation, and the care on her pretty face was hard to hide.

"Fourth-grade peak martial arts?" Wang Teng raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing Lu Xiufang's reminder. Among the countries, the unattainable martial arts level is in the hands of elite disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Holy Academy. It is really a big difference.

After sighing, Wang Teng clenched the ancient sword in his hand. Such martial arts should be used in the hands of a master who is perfect in the tenth level of the Martial King. It is absolutely impossible for him to be careless at all.

As his mind tensed, the vigorous energy in Wang Teng's body also gathered madly into his palms.

"Die."

After the madly rising momentum reached a critical point, Yang Feng's gloomy pupils finally burst out with a sharp light like a sky sword.

The shout fell down and rushed over. The body rubbed against the air, causing the surrounding trees to explode.

"boom!"

When Wang Teng was only four or five steps away, Yang Feng's sole was wrong and his body suddenly rose into the air, rotating like a propeller. After sufficient accumulation of energy, the fist at his waist was like a poisonous dragon coming out of the hole, and under Han Feng's terrified and discolored eyes, it bombarded out.

At this moment, you can clearly see that a fist mark that is more than 20 meters long appears, surrounding an unrivalled and unparalleled momentum, running through the sky.

Under this breath, even Lu Xiufang felt a surge of pressure and had a little difficulty in breathing.

Looking at the attack with a little horror, Han Feng's body was trembling slightly, his eyes turned to the boy on the other side, hoping that he could block it, otherwise the three of them would probably not escape Yang Feng's vicious hand.

"Little peddler, remember to keep your eyes open for the next life. Some people are not something you can mess with." After using his best martial arts, Yang Feng's confidence increased greatly. He stared at Wang Teng condescendingly, and the grin on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

"Is that true?" However, at this moment, the boy's sneer made the grin that had not yet spread to the extreme froze slightly.

Taking a breath, Wang Teng looked calm. The ancient dragon-falling sword in his hand danced slightly, and a mysterious force immediately covered the blade.

With the blessing of this power, the originally dim and ancient sword of the Ancient Dragon Sword immediately emitted a faint black light, and a hair-warming aura quietly flowed out from it. The breeze blew, and the fallen leaves flew in the mountains and forests, but it added a touch of solemnity!

When Lu Xiufang noticed a terrible destructive aura overflowing from Wang Teng's blade, he tightened his heart.

A few days ago, the other party defeated Zhu Hao with a sword technique, but it made her realize that the aura that Wang Teng burst out was even more terrifying than that day. Under the ancient sword, even she smelled a trembling trembling from the soul.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Han Feng also trembled. He really didn't understand what Wang Teng had experienced. How could there be so many dazzling trump cards.

"boom!"

Under the nervous eyes of several people, Wang Teng's face turned cold, his dark eyes shone brightly, his palm tightly clenched the handle of the knife and waved it. With a buzzing sound, the ancient blade trembled slightly, and a strange force immediately swept away from the blade.

The second form of destroying the sword intention - the word "destroy"!

After Yang Feng's forced fist intention broke out like a local chicken and a tiled dog after contacting the knife light, and then disappeared into the air like fireworks.

Seeing this, Yang Feng was stunned as if he was struck by lightning. Unfortunately, before he could think about it, a terrible backlash hit his chest hard.

After being hit hard, Yang Feng was slightly stunned, then spit out a large mouthful of blood, his body dripped a graceful arc in the air, and slammed hard on the ground more than ten meters away.

Bang! As Yang Feng landed on the ground, the battle came to an end.

The wind blew, and the mountains and forests became a little quieter.

With his slender hands covering his red lips, Lu Xiufang finally added a little shock to her eyes as she looked at Wang Teng. Obviously, she didn't expect that even Yang Feng, who was unattainable in her eyes, was no match for this extremely young junior brother.

Han Feng also smiled bitterly, his face a little stiff. The other party was only seventeen or eighteen years old and could cultivate the strength that he could look up to. This blow was too big.

His shoulders suddenly relaxed, and Wang Teng couldn't help but breathe a few breaths. Although he won the battle completely, the consumption was not small.

"Senior Sister, what do you think of to deal with it?" After a while, Wang Teng walked to Yang Feng, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, put the ancient knife on his neck, turned his head and asked with a faint smile.

Waking up by Wang Teng's words, Lu Xiufang then came back from shock and came to her senses, trying to suppress the boiling that had not yet completely receded in her heart. She glanced at Yang Feng, frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"It goes without saying that such a ruthless and lustful person would certainly be killed." Han Feng looked cold and glanced coldly. Yang Feng, who was obviously scared by his words, gritted his teeth. The other party's ruthless style made him feel scared now. If Wang Teng had not taken a strong move today, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If there is such a cancer in the college, it must be a disaster.

"Yeah." After hearing this, Wang Teng nodded. He naturally would not be merciful and ruthless in the other party's hypocritical person.

"You...you can't kill me." Looking at Wang Teng holding up his heavy sword and slashing towards him, Yang Feng couldn't help but twitch his whole body and screamed: "If I die, you will also be punished by the academy."

After sighing softly, Lu Xiufang said helplessly.

"This person is an elite disciple of Beifeng. If he dies here, the academy will definitely investigate thoroughly. It is difficult to guarantee that those senior seniors will have some great means to find us." Although she also hated Yang Feng, she had to consider reality, which was why she was silent before.
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