Chapter 801 Hunter and prey?

Zhao Feng didn't notice anything strange about Ye Tianming. He looked confident, his eyes swept among the people, and finally landed on one of his subordinates.

"Come here and get rid of this trash!"

His voice was low, with an unmistakable tone.

At the same time, he tilted his head and leaned over, and kissed Xu Lingzhu's smooth and delicate face as smooth as an apple. His eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness: "Baby, just wait and see the good show!"

The cultivation level of the men he selected has reached the sixth level of Wangyue, which is more than enough to deal with a waste of the third level of Wangyue.

The named subordinate's expression turned cold for a moment, and murderous intent burst out from his body.

The light in his eyes flashed, and then his body moved like electricity, and he punched rapidly.

The fist carried the force of thunder, and even the air erupted with a crisp sonic boom.

The fist hit Ye Tianming's chest hard.

Regardless of the style or power of the fist, even killing a cow is easy.

The eyes of Zhao Feng, Xu Lingzhu and others who were watching were full of determination and confidence.

It was as if they could already foresee that Ye Tianming's chest would be penetrated directly.

Everyone's eyes were immersed in the joy of winning.

Only Ye Tianming, tall and tall as a bamboo, stood there with a calm expression.

Seeing that his fist was about to hit his chest, he turned slightly.

In his consciousness, the opponent's fist seemed to be slowly being released. He casually grasped it and pinched the attacking fist.

Immediately, the spiritual energy in his palms gathered together.

In an instant, there was just a click.

The opponent's hand bones were crushed, and before he could scream, Ye Tianming kicked him out again and directly kicked him away.

The man's body, like a kite with broken strings, hit the trees heavily. He only made a painful sound, and then lost his breath.

Zhao Feng, who was extremely proud, stood up suddenly and his face changed slightly: "Waste! What a waste! He can't even defeat a third-level rubbish of Moon Watching!"

"Zhao Zhou, Zhao Qiao, you two come on!"

The two people named have reached the seventh level of moon-gazing mirror.

Even in the Zhao family, their cultivation is considered to be among the best.

What's more, when the two of them work together, their combat effectiveness is doubled.

Xu Lingzhu was also a little surprised, and gently patted the back of Zhao Feng's hand to comfort him: "Brother Feng, don't worry, Ye Tianming is just a fluke. He will definitely die this time!"

While they were talking, Zhao Zhou and Zhao Qiao moved to the left and right, like two sharp blades, approaching Ye Tianming.

Zhaozhou's fist was fierce, and the iron-like fist flew through the air, bringing with it a chilling aura.

And Zhao Qiao's swordsmanship was even more fierce. Wherever the sword tip pointed, it seemed as if even the air was being torn apart.

Their attacks surged down like a storm, trying to end the battle in a short time without giving Ye Tianming any chance to breathe.

Ye Tianming was in the middle of it, as if he was in the midst of strong winds and huge waves, but his eyes were as calm as water, letting the attack fall.

"It's done!"

Zhao Feng, who had been staring at this place, spoke excitedly.

All the attacks from the two men fell on Ye Tianming.

With this kind of attack power, not to mention a cultivator of the third level of Moon Mirror, even a cultivator of the same level will definitely die.

But the next second, there was no bloody smell in the dust mist.

The expressions of the two people who were attacking Ye Tianming suddenly turned frightened, and their breaths became weak for a moment.

When they took a closer look, Ye Tianming's hands were holding the two people's necks, one on the left and the other on the right, and violently threw them out.

Their chests were completely sunken, their heads hung limply, and they were completely lifeless.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Feng looked at this scene in disbelief.

Two cultivators at the seventh level of Wangyue died quietly in front of them.

They didn't even see clearly how Ye Tianming took action!

Ye Tianming threw the two bodies out casually: "Don't waste time, let's go together!"

He had already advised these people, but unfortunately they didn't listen.

Zhao Feng shook his head violently, still unable to accept this fact.

He ordered the remaining men in a ferocious voice: "You all come together. I don't believe it. How can he survive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivators from the Zhao family pounced on Ye Tianming like wolves.

Ye Tianming looked indifferent, moved his feet, and countless afterimages suddenly appeared.

"Dingtian Lei Shadow Step!"

For a moment, everyone felt that there were countless Ye Tianming in front of them.

Their attacks fell one after another, but Ye Tianming turned into countless light spots and disappeared before his eyes.

When they reappeared, Ye Tianming's fist hit their bodies like a meteorite falling from high altitude.

In an instant, one body after another was thrown out like a stack of Arhats.

Every time Ye Tianming appeared somewhere, someone would fall.

In fact, from beginning to end, the person who took action did not make a single sound.

It wasn't because it wasn't painful when he was hit, but because Ye Tianming's attack was too fast and too strong. Before they could react, they fainted from fear and pain.

A group of people all fell down, but Ye Tianming still stood gracefully and erectly in his original position.

His face was calm, and there was no dust on his body. His eyes were indifferent and cold, and he looked steadily at Zhao Feng who was staying where he was.

"Do you want to come again?"

One sentence made Zhao Feng's face turn pale to the extreme.

To him, these words were like a provocation and extremely insulting.

In anger, he took out a black dagger with his backhand.

The mysterious lines burst out with a dark luster and a cold light.

"I don't believe it, I can't even kill you, you are a loser!"

With that said, Zhao Feng stepped forward and waved the dagger in his hand, cutting a twisted arc into the void.

The sharp tip of the knife was aimed at Ye Tianming's throat.

With this knife, I'm afraid a head can be cut off.

Ye Tianming squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Feng quietly.

But the next second, he stayed where he was, unable to react.

Zhao Feng's originally fierce offensive only faltered in front of him for a moment. Then, Zhao Feng quickly grabbed Xu Lingzhu's hand and retreated in the opposite direction.

Ye Tianming, who was already ready to take action, was confused by this sudden change.

How dare you play a blind trick with him here!

Ye Tianming looked at the two people's fleeing figures indifferently, his lips slightly raised.

"You're playing tricks on me, just because you think you can escape?"

"Dingtian Lei Shadow Step!"

A deep voice sounded, and Ye Tianming chased after him in an instant.

I have to say that the movement skills I got from Wang Teng are really good.

At least this speed increased his combat effectiveness a lot.

Otherwise, he might have to spend some time when those crowds attacked just now.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Tianming stood in front of Zhao Feng and Xu Lingzhu.

He kicked Zhao Feng on the chest and kicked him away.

"Weren't you standing tall just now? Why are you running?"