"Buddhist Seal!" Lin Feng was surprised. He did not expect that the man in white with outstanding aura could actually learn the art of Buddhism and Taoism.

However, although he was surprised, he was not afraid. With a loud bang, Lin Feng used the Fenglei Palm that had defeated Lin Xi before and slapped at the Buddha's hand.

The purple lights flashed in his palm, and the lightning flashed, and the big hand that was burning with Buddha's light suddenly dissipated. The golden light dissipated in the air like a rain of fireworks.

"Look at this move!"

After Lin Feng broke the Buddha's hand, he did not stop the attack. He punched Ye Ling, and a dazzling light burst out from his fist, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

If Lin Xi was still present at this moment, he would definitely scream because the combat skills Lin Feng used were actually Baji Beng!

The power of the Eight-Sharp Collapse that Lin Feng used was much higher than that Lin Xi had used before. This punch seemed to be able to smash a mountain, and the void was shattered directly!

If Lin Xi knew that the Baji Collapse was temporarily learned after Lin Feng saw the Baji Collapse that he used, he would definitely have the urge to commit suicide. This **** would be too unreasonable! It took him a long time to barely use the Baji Collapse. This guy actually took a look and it would be useful. Will this make people live???

However, no matter how smart and talented Lin Feng is, just a glance, he wants to learn all the advanced combat skills and complete moves. That is obviously impossible. At this time, the Baji Beng he used was just a broken style. As for the power he used was far stronger than Lin Xi, it was entirely because his own strength was stronger than Lin Xi.

At this time, he used the Baji Beng's residual move, one was to better understand and master the Baji Beng's move, and the other was to help Baji Beng's indomitable momentum and enhance his combat power.

Seeing a terrible punch at him, Ye Ling pulled his leg toward Lin Feng's fist with a terrible punch. This leg was very powerful, like a giant mountain, and the void was also shattered.

Lin Feng did not expect that he would defend his fist with his legs, but his expression remained unchanged, and his fist still directly met, and the blazing light on the fist shone everywhere.

"Bang!"

Lin Feng's fist collided with Ye Ling's legs, as if two pieces of metal were hitting each other, and there was a loud bang.

Just after this loud bang, the two of them were so shocked that they retreated. Lin Feng took five steps back, and Ye Ling also took five steps.

Ye Ling was so surprised that he was so much younger than himself, but his physical strength was not inferior to himself. At the same time, his fighting spirit became high.

If you are defeated by a boy four or five years younger than you, it would be too shameless. The warm-up should be over!

"boom!"

Suddenly, a brilliant light burst out from Ye Ling's body, and his momentum suddenly rose, and a terrifying aura spread out from him.

"You are very strong. With your age, you are indeed very extraordinary. However, with your cultivation level that has not reached the level of enlightenment, it would be too early to defeat me!" Ye Ling had a sneer on his lips.

As he said that, Ye Ling swung a powerful punch. This punch did not fly to attack the opponent like other punches, but was slowly advancing. The powerful sense of oppression was like a sharp blade, shaving people's cheeks hurt.

In front of the fist, the wind was shaking, and the golden light was like surging waves, slapped at Lin Feng violently, with a powerful aura and unstoppable momentum!

Lin Feng's real cultivation is in the ninth level of luck, but Ye Ling's fist makes him feel unprecedented pressure. It is obvious that Ye Ling's real cultivation is beyond the realm of luck!

Although Ye Ling's fist was moving slowly, it blocked all Lin Feng's retreat. If Lin Feng dared to dodge, then the fist containing unimaginable power would definitely reach the extreme in an instant, causing a fatal blow to Lin Feng. There was really no flaw to break through, a punch with great pressure, a punch that could not be retreated!

"Sword cuts the universe!"

Lin Feng used this powerful move without hesitation. He felt the strong pressure from Ye Ling and had to do his best to take action.

With Lin Feng's shout, a golden light sword appeared in the void at some point, and the dazzling light soared into the sky, reaching the extreme!

"Zheng..."

The lightsaber made a metal-like tremolo, and went straight towards Ye Ling's slowly advancing fist. With a sword, the wind and clouds changed, and the world was lost!

This is Lin Feng's natural magical power, and his innate attack method. It is really a shocking power when exhibited at this time.

A dazzling divine light shot out from Ye Ling's eyes, and the slowly advancing right fist pushed out violently in an instant, as fast as a flash of lightning. The golden waves became even more violent, with a huge overwhelming momentum, completely transforming into tangible and qualitative golden waves, blocking the entire space in front and striking towards the divine sword.

A big collision!

The golden sword fights the golden storm!

The earth trembled violently, and huge cracks broke out on the ground, spreading into the distance. The sky had turned into a golden storm, like a golden sun exploding.

Finally, Ye Ling was shaken several meters away by the terrifying energy storm, and blood was everywhere on the corner of her mouth. As for Lin Feng, she was completely unscathed, and her clothes were clamoring in the wind.

Ye Ling lost, and lost completely. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing his clothes red, and looking quite sad.

"I will actually lose..." Ye Ling murmured as he fell to the ground, his eyes a little confused.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always had a halo on his head and claims to have few opponents. Now this sudden defeat has made him feel helpless, and a strong sense of unwillingness gradually surges into his heart.

"I actually lost, how could I lose?!" Ye Ling roared, his eyes full of unwillingness.

At this time, his black stockings were all messy, his eyes lost their spirit, and he no longer had the indifferent and outrageous aura of the past.

"How is that possible? As a talented man in the Ye family, I lost to a guy who is so much younger than me and has no dry breasts..."

Who is he? A young master of the saint clan of the Ye surname in Dongzhou, and the brother of Ye Xian, a proud daughter of a generation.

"I'm not willing!" Ye Ling roared, dancing wildly with black silk on his head.

With the severe pain overwhelmed, he got up from the ground and rushed towards Lin Feng, wanting to fight again and wash away the humiliation. However, before he could run out a few steps, the severe pain caused him to fall to the ground again.

"A real man, if you win, you win, if you lose, you lose, why bother with it?" Suddenly, an old voice sounded, like a yellow bell, full of majesty.

The voice was very abrupt, and Lin Feng was also surprised. When he realized it, a figure had appeared between him and Ye Ling at some point.
Chapter completed!