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"What is it? You better not tell me that you took the attack of my Sky Breaking Fist without relying on a defensive magical equipment! " As he coldly looked at Ling Feng, and noticed that the unrestrained expression on his face didn't seem like it was a fake, Lin Aotian asked as he was slightly surprised.

Lin Aotian, I will tell you this very responsibly, do not act like a petty person and flirt with a gentleman. You do not have any treasures, but you do have one life, so I do not mind following you for another round! Ling Feng said while looking at Lin Aotian with extreme disdain, and his tone was filled with provocation.

Taking a big step forward, at that moment, Tang Feiyang walked towards where Ling Feng was standing with bloodshot eyes. When he was about ten metres away from, Tang Feiyang stopped, and did not hide the killing intent on his body, and only looked at Ling Feng coldly.

When Tang Feiyang was aware that he had missed his last strike, his expression turned fierce, and immediately flew to catch Ling Feng, unbiased and coincidentally striking him right in the head, causing his entire body to fly over ten metres like a kite with its string snapped, powerlessly smashing into a tree that was as thick as his waist, causing it to be broken in half.

"Crack …"

"Boom! Boom!"

All of this seemed to have occurred in the midst of lightning, fire, lightning, and in a trance, Ling Feng felt a dull pain in his chest, as though his body was being forcibly split into several pieces. That indescribable pain made him feel as if his heart and lungs were being torn apart.

"Puchi …"

The moment the large tree was smashed into the ground, blood continuously sprayed out from Ling Feng's mouth, his face was as white as paper, and even his body was curled up in pain as it twitched non-stop. It was clear that this time, his injuries were not light.

"Hmm? "He's actually not dead yet?" Tang Feiyang's face froze for a moment. Seeing Ling Feng, who had endured the impact of his full strength being struck and then fell to the ground and was struggling nonstop, Tang Feiyang revealed an extremely shocked expression, as if he could not believe what was happening.

Of course, Tang Feiyang had absolute confidence in his own attacks. When Lin Tianqi had asked him to kill Ling Feng, this expert of the Ninth Layer of Body Tempering, he had been a little unwilling, since killing a person whose strength was much weaker than him made him feel like he was being overpowered. However, he had no choice but to carry out the orders of the Chief Elder.

However, when he attacked Ling Feng with all his might but was unable to kill him, Tang Feiyang was horrified. At this moment, even he was unable to describe the complicated feelings in his heart.

"Hmph, still daring to say that you don't have any defensive treasures, and you're still not dead? Tang Feiyang, hurry up and beat him up until he dies!" His face was sinister, and the moment he saw Ling Feng did not die even under the attack of a Golden Body State expert, he became even more berserk. That sharp killing intent, seemed to be a substance like blood mist that lingered around, causing him to look like a demon at this moment.