Chapter 996

"What is your cultivation?"

Not to mention Mingxin monk, even master Jingkong found that his palm was caught by Ye Feng. He was stunned.

Just this time, he used 80% of his strength. According to his estimation, even in the early days of Tian level, he couldn't catch it.

But Ye Feng was so casual to catch such a sharp blow, which almost made him suspect that Ye Feng's cultivation was in the middle of the sky level. But even the top talents in the ancient martial arts world didn't have such an entry in the middle of Tian level.

"What kind palm, I think it's very common..."

Ye Feng chuckled and did not speak. After picking up his eyebrows, he said faintly: "give me a hand, then I will give you a palm. My master, this famous work of swatting flies is created by my inspiration from catching flies! "

At the exit of the speech, Ye Feng's wrist moved slightly, and his left hand displayed the first "surge" of the four strikes of the emperor, and took a chest shot to master clearance.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Hear Ye Feng's words, clear space master's face immediately appeared thick sullen, the eye ground also many wipe kill machine.

He is not a fool, how can you not hear, Ye Feng's words are ironic that he is a fly.

Under the fury, he without thinking, a fist to the left palm of the leaf Feng to go. This time, he used 10% of his strength, and wanted to use this hard blow to destroy Ye Feng's left arm and take his life.

Boom!

As soon as he received his fist and palm, master Jingkong's face immediately became strange.

The power of Ye Feng's palm is continuous, such as the rolling waves, surging and beating, which is incomparable.

Bang! Then, the surging force suddenly united and burst into a strong impact force. Like the tsunami rolled up by a hurricane, it suddenly hit the body of master clearance upside down and hit the front windshield of a Buick in the rear.

Not to mention that, after the crash, the front windshield of the Buick broke into a cobweb.

Didi Didi

For a time, the car park, siren sound loud, in the quiet space seems particularly harsh.

"You You Master... " Mingxin monk was stunned for a long time, then he rubbed his eyes. When he confirmed that what he saw was not illusory, he stepped back in horror and his lips moved, but he could not say a complete word.

Master Jingkong is an ancient martial artist in the later days of the heaven level. Such cultivation is definitely a top group of people in the ancient martial arts world.

Such people have always been the only ones who abuse others. How ever have they ever been slapped out by others?

What's more, Mingxin monk felt that master Jingkong had put his best effort into it, and he didn't hide his clumsiness.

But the more so, the more terrifying he felt.

What kind of cultivation should Ye Feng do in the later stage of Feitian class?

Sky top? No, it's impossible to have such a powerful power.

Congenital? But how can there be such a young congenital master in the world? Is this guy like Chai Fei, who is famous but has disappeared mysteriously recently, is an old monster with good looks?

But according to the information he collected, Ye Feng is only an 18-year-old boy.

"Cough Cough... "

Just then, with a roar, master clearance came out of the broken front windshield with a loud cough.

However, at this moment, he has completely lost the appearance of the previous eminent monk. His clothes are ragged and full of blood stains left by broken glass. Especially in the chest, there is an obvious depression.

"Boy, it seems that I really underestimate you!" After lifting his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corners of his lips, master Jingkong said coldly.

Even so, his eyes were full of vigilance. Just that time, he felt that his chest ribs were all broken. If it wasn't for the special cultivation method of Xuankong Temple, he would be afraid that his ribs would be stabbed and his heart and lungs would become broken meat.

"I didn't expect that you, an old bald donkey, are still very stiff. If you had been a fly, you would have been a scum..."

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and chuckled. At the same time, he could catch a glimpse of the nearby elevator lights flashing. It was obvious that the Buick owner received an alarm after the car was damaged. When he saw the elevator on the fifth floor, he stretched his body and said, "don't tease you. Be honest. Let me waste your accomplishments!"

"Looking for death!" When master Jingkong heard that Ye Feng compared himself to a fly, he was infuriated. He was even more furious when he heard that he said that he would abandon his cultivation.

The moment of the word export, he strides toward the leaf maple to come over.

"Namo Amitabha!"

At the same time, he suddenly announced the name of Buddha in his mouth. At the same time, a strange picture appeared, and suddenly appeared some pale gold mist around the master's body.

And that fog, with a very strong sandalwood flavor.

"Incense wish power!" Ye Feng eyes a Lin, immediately determine what the fog is.At the same time, the incense wish power has slowly penetrated into master Jingkong's body, which makes his thin body suddenly swell a little bit. Moreover, under the skin surface, there are some strange golden veins.

The appearance makes master Jingkong look like a Buddha with golden body in the temple.

What's more, master Jingkong's cultivation breath has been greatly improved at the moment, and it has been promoted to a level equivalent to the sky level peak, just like a window paper separated from the congenital one by one stab.

Incense is willing to cast gold body! Between the lights of lightning and stone fire, a noun suddenly pops up in Ye Feng's mind.

It has to be said that the six great schools of ancient martial arts can not be underestimated. No matter which of these sects has been famous for a long time, there are still some skills and means to suppress the bottom of the box.

"Die!" With a cold hum, master Jingkong bullies Ye Feng and shows great mercy again.

The shadow of his hands was full of shadows, and the wind was howling, and his fingertips had a faint golden light.

It looks like master Jingkong's two hands are made of real gold, which is comparable to the sharp weapon of magic weapons.

"Slap the fly's paw!" Ye Feng drank coldly, and Luo Yan stepped forward. In an instant, he appeared in front of master Jingkong. Then, he played the second and third movements of the four strikes of the emperor of Thailand: "Jingtao" and "CHUANSHI".

Bang!

A crisscross, accompanied by a burst of intense gas explosion, master Jingkong, after melting the incense wish power, looked like a golden body, spitting blood at his mouth and falling to the ground.

This This

Mingxin monk shivered and his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make any sound except for the cold air.