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"Old man Ji——"

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Ji Dingtian, Sun Boyi and others on the Zhentian Sect cultivation field, saw Ji Shunde being killed by Du Fuwei, screamed in their throats. Originally, they thought that the three major sects would inevitably be wiped out in this battle. Who knew that Du Fuwei actually used such a strange secret technique to improve his strength to a higher level.

The people from other sects hiding around Zhentian Gate watched, they saw Du Fuwei's strength improved in a short time and easily killed Ji Shunde. This battle seemed to them to have twists and turns. At first, they thought that Zhentian Gate and Guiyi Gate would inevitably perish. Later, Ye Chenfeng brought the Feng Guard to counterattack, and they believed that the three sects would be wiped out. Now Du Fuwei has strangely improved his strength, and the goddess of victory seemed to slowly turn to the side of the three sects.

"This bloody battle is over. The strength of the boy from Zhentian Sect can only be comparable to that of the middle-stage innate masters. Now Du Fuwei's strength should have reached the peak of the innate, and there is no chance of reversal between Zhentian Sect and Ghost Medical Sect."

"This bloody battle will end with both losses. I recognize the secret technique used by Du Fuwei. Once the effect of the secret technique is lost, Du Fuwei may not be able to survive."

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At the moment when Ji Shunde was killed by Du Fuwei, the people from other sects around Zhentian Sect began to discuss again. At the same time, the disciples of the three major sects who were originally waiting for death were regained after seeing Du Fuwei show their supernatural powers, especially those from Qingyun Sect and Qianji Sect. They still hoped that the three major sects could win today's bloody battle. After all, they are all standing in the camps of the three major sects now.

Zhong Tianchi, the head of Xuantian Sect, who was sitting in a wheelchair, fell under the protection of a top-level expert in the heavenly rank, and has not been killed now. He saw his grandfather Zhong Yongming die, and he originally had his grandfather, the mid-stage master of innateness. In addition, if his strength can be accelerated in the future, Xuantian Sect may be able to squeeze into the scope of top forces under his leadership, but all of this was destroyed by Ye Chenfeng, the little beast.

After Zhong Tianchi saw Du Fuwei attacking Ye Chenfeng, he shouted sternly in his throat: "Ye Chenfeng, you little beast, even if you are strong, even if you have strong support. Today must be your death. I will cook your flesh, your heart, your liver, and your lungs and eat them all."

Zhong Tianchi was completely trapped in an extremely perverted state.

Du Fuwei's figure was getting closer and closer to Ye Chenfeng. The ultimate power of the innate peak burst out from his body, but Ye Chenfeng was stunned and stiff. The originally cold expression on his face began to disappear, as if it had turned into a cup of boiled water, and no waves could be seen from his face.

Just now, when the black gas in Ye Chenfeng's dantian spread towards his whole body, his whole body suddenly lost consciousness. However, his vision did not disappear. Seeing Du Fuwei getting closer and closer to him, he became more and more anxious. He never expected that at such an urgent moment, the black gas in his dantian would make his body unable to move?

The most powerful one among the Zhentian Sect and the Ghost Medical Sect is Sun Boyi, but Sun Boyi was also seriously injured just now. With his current ability, he could not reach Ye Chenfeng and blocked Du Fuwei's attack for Ye Chenfeng.

The younger brothers who were originally in a melee also stopped, and their eyes were focused on Ye Chenfeng and Du Fuwei, because Ye Chenfeng and Du Fuwei decided which side would win the final victory in today's bloody battle?

"Young Master Ye!" When the members of the Feng Guard saw Du Fuwei's figure reaching Ye Chenfeng, they stretched out a palm and slapped Ye Chenfeng's forehead. If they were hit by this palm, the brain must have splashed everywhere, so the members of the Feng Guard couldn't help but shout in unison.

Ye Donghua and Sun Meiqin, who were originally in the Zhentianmen Hall, saw that their son was in danger of their lives, Sun Meiqin rushed out of the hall desperately and shouted: "Don't hurt my son, don't hurt my son."

At this moment, Sun Hengfei in the hall held his breath, clenched his fists tightly, and even his fingernails were sinking into his palms. Slightly blood kept overflowing from his palms, but he didn't know it at all.

Qin Yi, who was originally most at ease with his boss, unconsciously showed a worried look on his face, and he thought firmly: "Boss, you can definitely create miracles, you can definitely create miracles."

Xia Zining's beautiful eyes were constantly flashing, and her teeth were biting her lips tightly, thinking to herself: "Ye Chenfeng, are you really going to leave like this? I have been waiting for so many years before I waited for someone who could help me fulfill my wish. You must not die like this!"

Under the gaze of countless gazes, Du Fuwei's palms got closer and closer to Ye Chenfeng's forehead. A fierce smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted: "Little beast, die for me, die for me!"

At the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng's body recovered its ability to move, and his body tilted very quickly. Du Fuwei's sharp palm did not hit Ye Chenfeng's forehead, but hit Ye Chenfeng's left shoulder.

"Click! Click!"

The sound of fine bone shattering echoed in the air. The bones on Ye Chenfeng's left shoulder were completely broken, and his entire left arm was drooping.

Du Fuwei, who did not slap Ye Chenfeng to death with a palm, sneered and said, "I'll see how many times can you dodge, you little beast?"

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng's body was filled with black gas. Not only that, black gas was slowly seeping out of Ye Chenfeng's skin, tightly surrounding Ye Chenfeng's body. As the black gas became more and more intense, Ye Chenfeng's whole person looked extremely strange.

Especially Ye Chenfeng's eyes seemed to be in the night sky without stars and moons. Apart from black, people could not see any other colors.

Ye Chenfeng, who was swept by black gas, felt that the mid-stage soul power in his body boiled like hot water, and instantly rushed to the peak of level ten, and even faintly wanted to break through level ten and step into the king-level soul power.

Ye Chenfeng, who was also surrounded by black gas, was filled with murderous thoughts. He now had the urge to keep killing people, longing for blood and blood. He ignored his bone-shattered left shoulder, his expressionless face and the corners of his mouth slightly floated up. The smile looked very stiff, as if he had been pulled out by someone.

"Die!" Ye Chenfeng's strange black eyes stared at Du Fuwei in front of him, and spit out the word coldly.

"It's mysterious." Because Ye Chenfeng's soul power is restrained, Du Fuwei has not yet felt the changes in the opponent's strength.

Du Fuwei's shoulders sank slightly, exerting the speed under his feet to the limit. This time he made two fists concurrently, and punched Ye Chenfeng's head and punched Ye Chenfeng's chest.

Within one meter of Du Fuwei entering Ye Chenfeng, the black gas surrounding Ye Chenfeng's body suddenly burst out, covering Du Fuwei. Du Fuwei's body shivered involuntarily, feeling that the temperature around him seemed to drop by more than ten degrees, and paused slightly towards Ye Chenfeng's fist.

When Du Fuwei reacted and wanted to attack again, Ye Chenfeng's face suddenly appeared in front of him, and his palms, swirled by black gas, tightly clamped his throat.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Ye Chenfeng no longer gave Du Fuwei a chance to attack. He directly pressed Du Fuwei's neck with his right hand and lifted Du Fuwei from the ground. Then, he kicked Du Fuwei's body without hesitation.

At first, Du Fuwei wanted to resist, but after being kicked three times by Ye Chenfeng, blood continued to overflow from Du Fuwei's mouth, his face turned pale, and his internal organs in his body were seriously injured, making Du Fuwei unable to improve the power of the real strength in his body, and could only allow Ye Chenfeng to destroy his body.

Ye Chenfeng saw blood constantly spewing out of Du Fuwei's mouth, and a strange black light flashed through his black eyes, and the stiff smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more vigorous. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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