Martial arts supreme

Chapter 540 Absorbing Energy

Yang Hong's hand stopped in the air, and he turned around suddenly in the next second.When he saw Ye Feng and Zhu Yingjie approaching, Yang Hong's eyes narrowed again.

"Hehe! You really are a fake knight."

Yang Hong stood up straight slowly, instead of looking at Zhu Yingjie who was carrying a big bag behind him, he kept staring at Ye Feng who was walking in front.

Yang Hong didn't know why the moment he saw Ye Feng, his heart beat suddenly.

And at this moment, the old man who fell on the ground stood up suddenly, pointed at Ye Feng who was coming, and said angrily: "It's him, he is the one who stole our spar."

Yang Hong glanced at the old man with the corner of his eyes, and then let out an angry snort.

"Go away, it's not your turn to talk."

The old man's face turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to breathe, he retreated despondently into the crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yang Hong also ignored the old man who ran away. When Ye Feng stopped ten meters in front of him, Yang Hong laughed coldly.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, Yang would really not believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy has the cultivation of a fake chivalrous man." Yang Hong paused, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and said with a sneer : "But you made two big mistakes. One is that you shouldn't come to the black world of the Holy Martial Academy. Second, you shouldn't cross the border to grab..."

Before Yang Hong finished speaking, Ye Feng immediately raised his right hand, and after interrupting Yang Hong's words, he smiled faintly: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, give me the spar, and I'll leave this place immediately."

This statement shocked thousands of people in all directions.

I saw that thousands of people moved slowly, not to besiege Ye Feng, but retreated tens of meters backward.

Yang Hong raised his eyebrows, looked coldly at the thousands of people retreating, and finally looked at Ye Feng again.

On Ye Feng's body, Yang Hong felt the fluctuation of the fake knight's cultivation.But this fluctuation is not strong, so that Yang Hong also guessed that Ye Feng has just become a fake knight not long ago.But based on this point alone, Yang Hong really doesn't take Ye Feng seriously.

"You little brat, didn't your adults teach you how to write dead characters?"

Ye Feng's complexion darkened, he was very tired of this sentence, but he still took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"I only give you three breaths."

"Why do you need to take three breaths? The crystals handed in by the group of waste are under the boulder, and the number must exceed 30. If you are really capable, then step on my corpse and go there to get it."

Yang Hong didn't mean to compromise, and even his words showed playfulness and clamor.

Instantly!A cold smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed, he walked towards Yang Hong step by step.

"How dare you close your eyes? You are really crazy."

Yang Hong also couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, before Ye Feng came to him, he clenched his right fist tightly and went straight to Ye Feng's bombardment like an arrow from the string.

This punch seemed ordinary, but if it hit a mortal, it would be enough to kill him.Even if it hits a knight in the late stage, it is enough to make him vomit blood.

Looking at Ye Feng again, his body stopped suddenly.At the same time, the vitality mobilized in the dantian was scattered out of the body, forming an illusory seven-inch vitality phantom armor.

The vitality phantom armor collided with Yang Hong's fist in an instant.In an instant, the seven-inch vitality phantom armor collapsed by four inches.

"Yang has only made seven points of strength. With this strength, you still dare to grab my spar?"

Immediately, disdain flowed from Yang Hong's eyes, and he immediately increased his strength, hitting Ye Feng's head with a bang.

The seven-inch vitality phantom armor all collapsed, and the fist with the sound of the wind approached in an instant, only three inches away from Ye Feng's head.

"My dear mother, why can't she resist even one move?"

Zhu Yingjie shrank his neck in fright, let out a strange cry, and hastily closed his eyes, not daring to take another look.

The faces of the more than a thousand martial arts cultivators who retreated more than 30 meters away changed their expressions. Most of them turned their heads, not wanting to see the bloody scene that followed, but there were still dozens of people who opened their eyes wide, not wanting to miss the two strong men. battle between.

In the consciousness of more than a thousand people, Ye Feng no longer has the power to recover, and it must be difficult to block Yang Hong's punch.But only Yang Hong could see clearly that there was no trace of panic on Ye Feng's face.

Just this indifferent demeanor made Yang Hong's heart skip a beat.When Ye Feng took a step back to open the distance, Yang Hong's heart twitched suddenly, and at the same time he added two points of strength while feeling uneasy, and chased after him with all his might.

"Snapped!"

Yang Hong's fist stopped when it was ten centimeters away from Ye Feng's face. Looking at his fist again, it was firmly held by Ye Feng's left hand.

"Tenty percent strength?" Ye Feng opened his mouth, and when the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, he said again: "That's all!"

Yang Hong's black eyebrows frowned immediately, and blushing, he pulled his right fist vigorously, but after not drawing it out, Yang Hong immediately raised his left fist, and hit Ye Feng's head again.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, but wrapped Yang Hong's left fist with his right hand, no matter how hard Yang Hong tried, he couldn't pull his hands back.

"I didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you, but let me walk over your dead body. Forget it! If it's done for you, then you are."

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned up again, and when a strange smile appeared on his face, two powerful suctions directly blasted into Yang Hong's dantian, frantically absorbing the vitality in Yang Hong's body.

"You... what did you do to me?"

Yang Hong's complexion changed again and again, and for the first time, deep fear was revealed in those eyes that always looked at him with disdain.

"Don't panic! You're planning to die anyway, so you might as well give me all your energy."

"Fart! I don't want to die, so let go of my hands. I... I'll give you all the crystals."

"I don't want to die anymore? But I have sucked two-thirds of the vitality in your body. Wouldn't it be better to die if your cultivation has fallen to the level of a knight? Listen to my advice, let's just die."

Ye Feng didn't let go of Yang Hong's hands, and he didn't intend to let Yang Hong go.

Time passed by breath by breath. When more than a thousand martial arts cultivators opened their eyes and looked around, Ye Feng also happened to let go of his hands, and Yang Hong also collapsed on the ground.

Zhu Yingjie opened his eyes at some point, and now he stared at Ye Feng with wide eyes.

"What did this guy... just do?"

Zhu Yingjie came to Yang Hong's side with his pocket on his back, looked down carefully, but was still at a loss in the end.

However, Zhu Yingjie understood one thing thoroughly.The young man he was following was definitely an extremely dangerous person, so dangerous that even the guards in the black world would not dare to provoke him, and even the lord of the black world in the black tower would not intervene.

(End of this chapter)