Chapter 1122 What a coincidence.

Ye Feng walked forward slowly, raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at Senior Brother Ding and Senior Brother Chao, waved his palms and asked disdainfully: "You are vulnerable, tell me now, between you two, whose turn is it first?" ?”

Senior Brother Ding looked at Ye Feng with a ruthless face, and shouted angrily: "Tell me, are you a remnant of the White Tiger Clan? Also, you said that Senior Brother Ning is dead... So, is the murderer who killed Senior Brother Ning? Still in the cave?"

"Haha...are you scared? To tell you the truth, it was the little princess of Baihumen who killed Ning Wushao. You should know better than me whether she is here or not. Situ."

Ye Feng replied nonchalantly.

Zhang Meng shouted hoarsely from the side: "Senior Brother Ding, destroy him. Bai Susu has gone to the county. This kid has no backing. After destroying his cultivation, you must hand him over to me. I will pinch him inch by inch." Break all his bones and let him die of torture."

After confirming the fact that Bai Susu was not here, Senior Brother Ding showed a cruel smile on his face: "It seems that you are either Bai Susu's little lover, or you have a close relationship with Baihumen. By catching you, we have accomplished a great feat. ”

"Boy, are you going to fight without mercy, or do you want us to take action?"

"I advise you to kneel down on your own. If I take action and accidentally cripple you, then you are asking for trouble."

Although he looked at Ye Feng, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his face was full of arrogance, and he didn't look down on Ye Feng at all.

Of course, Senior Brother Ding's cultivation level is two levels higher than that of Ye Feng, he is at the fifth level of the Void Realm, and he is a sect disciple, so we can't blame him for showing such an expression.

Ye Feng shook his head and said with a faint smile: "You really know how to label me. I said that I have nothing to do with the White Tiger Clan. I just heard the name of the White Tiger Clan for the first time in the past few days. Do you believe it?"

Senior Brother Ding pointed at Ye Feng and smiled contemptuously at the little man next to him: "Haha... This guy is obviously strong on the outside but strong on the inside. Now he wants to distance himself from the White Tiger Clan, but unfortunately... it's too late!"

His face suddenly sank, and he shouted coldly, "Whether it matters or not is not your decision. Kneel down and let us destroy Dantian, and then return to the Extreme Fire Castle for trial."

Ye Feng said softly: "In this case, I have no choice but to kill you!"

Senior Brother Ding seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He held his belly in his hands and laughed forward and back, "What did you say? You want to kill us. Do you know what my cultivation level is? Fifth level of virtual realm, Chaoyu Junior brother also has the fourth level of the virtual realm. For a guy like you, ten of us will not be our match..."

There was a touch of sarcasm on Ye Feng's lips: "What's the use of having a high level of cultivation? Some people are just useless no matter how high their level of cultivation is."

"Cultivation... is not the most important factor in measuring a warrior's strength."

He added as if mumbling to himself.

"Junior Brother Chaoyu, take action and take down this arrogant boy!" Senior Brother Ding couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to the little warrior beside him.

"Brother, just watch." Chao Yu sneered, jumped forward like a monkey, full of momentum, and punched hard with his right hand.

A fiery red elemental force formed into a fire python-shaped Qi Jin and bombarded towards Ye Feng. It was the "Xuanyan Fire Li Fist" in Jihuo Fort's ground-level boxing technique, and it was very powerful.

In the eyes of the three people from Extreme Fire Castle, Chao Yu had used powerful martial arts and his cultivation level was one level higher than that of his opponent. There was no doubt that this punch could knock the opponent down, or even knock him out with one punch. kill.

But soon, something happened that shocked them.

I saw the young man standing clearly at the entrance of the cave. Suddenly his figure flashed and he disappeared from the place.

Chaoyu's menacing punch suddenly missed, and the bright fire python rushed straight into the dark cave, making a roaring sound.

"No!" He exclaimed, trying to regain his strength and defend himself.

But he was obviously a little slow, and a figure suddenly appeared from his side. A palm with rich vitality broke through Chaoyu's vitality armor, and with a bang, a palm slapped on his short and thin body.

Ye Feng's palm was so elusive and sharp that it immediately sent Chao Yu flying into the air, breaking a large tree a few feet away that was as thick as an arm's length.

The figure was covered in blood and staggered, unable to stand up.

"Sure enough, he is stronger than the Yuanwu warrior. The palm that hit me with 70% of my power did not break into pieces..." Ye Feng nodded secretly.

He had a general understanding of the strength of warriors in the Middle Thousand World of Shenwu Continent.

A punch with 50% power only broke the arm bones of Zhang Meng of the same level. This time, he used 70% of the power, but still failed to kill the dwarf who was only one level taller than him. The status of these two people destined them to be impossible. They are all geniuses.

In other words, in the Shenwu Continent, even warriors with average talents have combat prowess comparable to that of Yuan Wu's peerless genius.

The overall strength is at least two to three levels higher than Yuan Wu.

"Okay! So it turns out that it relies on the weird body skills?"

"You brat, I can see why you are so arrogant..."

Senior Brother Ding looked at Ye Feng with a face full of resentment and shouted: "But if you think that you can defeat me like you defeated them with a set of weird body skills, that's a fool's errand."

"Why don't you try it yourself!" Ye Feng sneered, a sound of thunder sounded under his feet, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Senior Brother Ding sneered and said: "Is it possible that you are the only one who is good at movement? What a coincidence. I, Ding Feiying, am known as the Flying Eagle, and what I am best at is speed."

In an instant, a huge shadow suddenly appeared above his head. It was an eagle spirit with wings that were about ten feet long.

The phantom of the eagle martial spirit was revealed, and Brother Ding's speed suddenly increased. He saw a figure rising into the sky, and the sound of wild laughter rang out in the air.

"Boy, did you see that my martial spirit is a third-grade high-grade iron-winged flying eagle, which can increase my speed three times. I have to say that you are really unlucky to meet me."

As he spoke, he squeezed the magic formula with both hands, hooked his two palms into eagle claws, and punched a certain place in the void.

Ye Feng's figure was staying there.

"Soaring Eagle Tiansha!"

Several strands of iron-green energy were activated, showing a faint murderous aura. As he grabbed out with his claws, the shadow of the martial spirit above his head also flew up violently, attacking Ye Feng from a high position.

The speed is incredibly fast.

Ye Feng took a few steps very quickly, but this time, he was unable to escape from the pursuit of Senior Brother Ding. There was a faint sound of an eagle cry, and the shadow of a huge flying eagle with steel claws like hooks was like a ghost. It can penetrate into pieces of gold and jade, with a sharp and sharp aura.

"Boy, is this all you have? You can't escape death." Senior Brother Ding smiled as if he had a winning chance...