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Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth in crisis

In just two moves, who is weak? Who is stronger? The people present already saw it very clearly.

The king, who fell to the ground and had extremely painful cheeks, twitched unconsciously twice, and his palms slapped at the concrete floor.

"Bang!"

The cement floor immediately cracked, and the body that fell on the ground soared into the air. Her eyes became even more gloomy. In addition to the overwhelming hatred for Ye Chenfeng, the eyes were filled with deep solemnity.

It's right.

Ye Chenfeng's strength made the king too incredible.

The strength of the soul power of Ye Chenfeng's body is obviously only at the peak of level ten, but he is a real king-level early stage soul power.

If you want to defeat your opponent at the same level, the king may still be able to accept it, but the two of them are not of the same level. There should be a ravine between the level 10 soul power and the king-level soul power. But why do you think it is

When Ye Chenfeng is at the peak of the tenth level, he can defeat him, a master of king-level soul power? I'm afraid that very few people from those mysterious places can defeat their opponents above the level, right?

Blood kept slashing along the king's cheek. He originally thought that he could easily solve Ye Chenfeng, but now it seemed that this had become a huge joke.

"Ye Chenfeng, although I am curious about the difference between your soul power and us? But I don't need to know these things. Do you think you can defeat me? You can't, you can't." The king roared in his throat, and he felt that

When he got to his heart, he was afraid of Ye Chenfeng. He had to drive away this fear. Because he knew very well that if his body was filled with this fear, then he would have no chance of turning the tables tonight.

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Ye Chenfeng looked at the roaring king crazy, and his indifferent eyes seemed to be looking at a dead dog. He said coldly: "You just said you wanted to give me one hand? Or three moves? But you used all your strength,

In front of me, it still looks like a jumping clown."

"Are you too self-deception? You are not qualified to be my opponent, but I will still let you disappear completely in this world like cleaning up garbage."

Ye Chenfeng's words were like a basin of cold water poured on the king's forehead. The king just said to Ye Chenfeng, you are not qualified to be my opponent at all, and now Ye Chenfeng returns this sentence to him. This is something that makes people feel

What an ironic thing, the king suddenly felt as if someone had slapped his cheek a few more times.

"I don't have time to waste time here with you, so you'd better get on the road early!"

As soon as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, he immediately used Xuantian footwork under his feet.

Take one step forward and shrink the ground into an inch.

The figure suddenly appeared in front of the king, turned his palms into fists, and Ye Chenfeng suddenly smashed the king's head, trying to blow the king's head directly.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's fist hitting his head. He felt the huge power in this punch. If he was hit by this punch, he was sure that he would never be able to survive. The steps under his feet suddenly burst.

Fortunately, his speed is not slow. After all, he is a master of king-level soul power.

"Bang!"

Although the king avoided the fatal blow, Ye Chenfeng's fist hit his shoulder, causing the bones on his left shoulder to completely sink.

"Ye Chenfeng. You're so forced." The king gritted his teeth and shouted.

"It's too much?" Ye Chenfeng sneered in his throat and said, "Who asked me to come here to reminisce about the past tonight? You said I'm too much? Tonight I'm destined to either you die or I die. And I've said it too

I will send you to talk to the King of Hell."

Ye Chenfeng did not give the king a chance to breathe, and kept using Xuantian footwork to attack the king.

Just advance and retreat.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng forced the king into a corner inside the abandoned factory. He seemed to have no choice but to retreat, and the king's heart was filled with unwillingness.

When will Ye Chenfeng wait until he doesn't take action? His palm suddenly slapped the king's Tianlinggu. The king's subordinates, Canglang and Gangying, were on the side. When they saw that the king was about to be shot dead, their faces became more and more

It was pale. If the king died, then they would definitely not be able to live tonight.

“Ah~”

Facing the palms getting closer and closer to the head, the king let out a beast-like roar in his throat.

At this moment, the survival in the king's body reached its peak, and the soul power on his body began to fluctuate, and his right arm couldn't help but blocked his head.

"Bang!"

The picture of brain overflowing in imagination did not appear, because the moment Ye Chenfeng's palm touched the king's arm, the strength in the king's body actually broke through, from the early stage of the king's soul power to the middle stage of the king's soul power.

Ye Chenfeng's current strength is at most comparable to that of the masters of the middle-level soul power of the king. The king suddenly broke through to the middle-level soul power of the king, which caused Ye Chenfeng's palm to hit the king's arm to bounce slightly away.

The moment his palm was bounced away, Ye Chenfeng also felt the change in the king's soul power. The steps under his feet immediately took five or six steps back, his brows frowned slightly, and the expression in his eyes began to become solemn.

Canglang and Gangying on the side saw the king breaking through at the time of life and death, and the two of them felt relieved. They knew that with the current king's strength, even if they could not defeat Ye Chenfeng, they should be able to protect themselves.

It can be seen from the fact that Ye Chenfeng's palm was bounced away just now.

Although Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli had no idea about soul power, they also felt that the momentum of the king had increased. When they looked at Ye Chenfeng's back, they couldn't help but worry about Ye Chenfeng.

"Hahaha...hahaha..." The king in the corner suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Heaven will not destroy me, but God will not destroy me! Ye Chenfeng, even God is standing on my side tonight

, So are you still likely to leave here alive?”

The king took out a small bottle of black liquid from his arms and poured the small bottle of black liquid into his mouth. Immediately afterwards, the king's face showed an extremely painful look, and his right hand covered his chest with force.

After a minute, the king's strength increased again, from the middle-level soul power of the king level to the peak soul power of the king level.

The king was chased and beaten by Ye Chenfeng just now, and he has no time to take this black liquid. This black liquid has the effect of improving the strength of the soul warrior in a short period of time. However, if you take this black liquid, the user will be able to do his whole life.

There is no possibility of any progress. Even if you work hard, you will have no effect. Generally, soul warriors will not choose to take this medicine.

The king didn't care about that much. He knew that with his level of the middle-level soul power of the king level, he could only tie Ye Chenfeng at most. The result he wanted today was not to escape unscathed, but to give Ye Chenfeng the

He sent to hell, so he made a complete sacrifice.

Um?

After feeling the king's strength improve again, Ye Chenfeng's brows became tighter and tighter, and he said in his heart: "Oh no."

He hurriedly turned around and Ye Chenfeng said to Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli, "You two are leaving me quickly."

"Is it too late to escape now? I have paid such a great price tonight. None of you wants to get out of here alive." After completely surpassing Ye Chenfeng's strength, the king had full confidence in his heart.

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Canglang and Cangying immediately appeared at the door of the abandoned factory, in order not to allow Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli to escape alive.

Ye Chenfeng clenched his fists tightly, staring at the king without blinking, thinking in his heart how to get Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli to leave here safely.

"Ye Chenfeng, accept fate! You are destined to die in my hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the steps under the king's feet moved, and the speed was many times faster than before, so fast that even Ye Chenfeng could not react.

Ye Chenfeng only vaguely saw a leg kicking towards his chest, and he subconsciously blocked his arm against his chest.

"Bang!"

Ye Chenfeng only felt that his arm was hit by a train, and his body suddenly flew backwards, trying to control his stability in the air, his knees half-kneeled and fell to the ground, and a trace of blood was overflowing from his mouth. (To be continued, please search
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