Martial arts supreme

Chapter 137 Heavy damage (Second update! Please subscribe, please vote)

Both Ye Feng and Sima Chuan's martial arts are in the later stage. If they fight at the peak, Ye Feng will not lose to Sima Chuan at all, and because Ye Feng can absorb Yuan Shen Gong, he is faintly better than Sima Chuan.

But at this moment, Ye Feng's injury was too serious, and the vitality in his dantian was much less than that of Sima Chuan.He couldn't win this battle.

Being invincible does not mean submitting to appointment.Seeing Sima Chuan's fist slam down, Ye Feng bit the tip of his tongue lightly, the slightest pain made him recover a bit of energy, his body rolled three meters on the bluestone, his right hand tremblingly clenched Fang Tianji and stood up abruptly, The tip of the halberd supports the body so as not to fall.

"Nonsense... so much."

Ye Feng raised his right arm, and saw the Fang Tianji rising up with the curved blade heading straight for Sima Chuan.

Sima Chuan, who missed the target with one blow, put his hands behind his back. When he saw Ye Feng's Square Heavenly Halberd falling, he put his left hand across his head to block the halberd pole. Then he kicked off the ground and rushed out two and a half meters. He bent the three fingers of his right hand and buckled directly. It grabbed Ye Feng's right rib.

There were two crisp clicks, and Ye Feng raised his head and let out a scream.

"Hmph! This little pain...isn't enough."

Sima Chuan's eyes widened with fierceness, and he bent three fingers of his left hand into Ye Feng's left chest and ribs, crushing two more of Ye Feng's ribs.

The lingering sound of the previous scream had not dissipated, and the second scream spread again.

I have to say that Sima Chuan is indeed cruel.Even some disciples couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so they lowered their heads and shifted their gazes.

Of course, those disciples who couldn't bear to look at it all believed that the Ye family's misfortune had something to do with the elder.

"clang!"

Fang Tianji fell to the ground.

The ribs on both sides of Ye Feng's body were crushed, and the extreme pain made Ye Feng unable to hold on to Fang Tianji any longer.

Fang Tianji left his hand and freed his right hand for Ye Feng. Ye Feng endured the extreme pain and stretched out his hands to embrace Sima Chuan's head.

"Hmph! Still want to suck my vitality? I don't think you want your hands anymore."

The smile on Sima Chuan's face became extremely ferocious. He pulled back his hands and tried to fight off Ye Feng's arms. Then he grabbed Ye Feng's left wrist with his left hand and smashed Ye Feng's elbow joint with his right hand.

"Crack!"

The bones of the elbow joint of his left arm were suddenly shattered, and Ye Feng broke out in cold sweat all over his body in pain.

"The left hand is useless, and the right hand is useless."

Sima Chuan said coldly, turned slightly sideways and grabbed Ye Feng's right arm, and smashed Ye Feng's right elbow joint with a click.

After crippling Ye Feng's arms, Sima Chuan didn't stop. He saw the blood vessels in his right arm stretched and pulled back. While clenching his fist, he struck out loudly, hitting Ye Feng's chest again.

With this punch, Sima Chuan exerted 30% of his strength, but he also pushed Ye Feng over [-] meters away, and then rolled another five or six meters before stopping.

"Roar!"

The roar of the tiger sounded, and the young snow tiger beside him showed fierce eyes, and rushed straight to Sima Chuan.

"Bastard who sells the owner for glory, get out of here!"

Before Xuehu threw Sima Chuan down, Sima Chuan swung his left arm horizontally, and his fist hit Xuehu's head directly. The huge force immediately knocked the young Xuehu more than ten meters away, fell to the ground and struggled a few times Still can't get up.

Turning his head to the dying Snow Tiger, Sima Chuan looked at Ye Feng again, and walked with his hands behind his back.

"I have to marvel, your Ye Feng's vitality is really tenacious." Coming to Ye Feng, who was covered with wounds, Sima Chuan lifted up his clothes and squatted down. His left index finger reached out and pierced the wound on Ye Feng's chest. He traced the wound left by the scimitar to his abdomen, and whispered coldly: "Ye Feng! You could have survived, but you are too self-righteous. You thought you got a king-level weapon, and you learned a weapon that can suck others away." Can the evil power of Yuan Qi kill me, Sima Chuan?"

Ye Feng slowly straightened his head and tried his best to open his eyes. When he looked at Sima Chuan, a sneer appeared on his bloody face.

"I...Ye Feng...have never been afraid of...death, and today I can kill all...a few elders under your command, it is enough to avenge the whole family...servants."

"Hmph! Childish impulsiveness." Sima Chuan said with a sarcasm, bent down and leaned into Ye Feng's ear with a sinister smile and said, "You think I will mourn their death? You are as stupid and weird as they are. I Let them consume your strength, and they did just that. Just like you, they think they are contemptuous of their opponent's strength."

"rat!"

"Non-toxic and not a husband. In my eyes, the elders are nothing more than tools to kill people. However, I also want to thank them. It was they who severely injured you, so I was able to destroy you without any effort." Sima Chuan said The words paused, and then said: "But don't worry, I said I would kill you, but how could I be willing? I haven't found your Ye family's treasure house, and I haven't obtained the kind of evil skills you know."

Sima Chuan squatted straight and showed a cruel smile to Ye Feng, who was glaring at him. Then he reached out and grabbed Ye Feng's three thousand blood hair, stood up and dragged Ye Feng away who was covered with injuries.

There was hatred in Ye Feng's eyes, but he didn't have the strength to resist.He wanted to raise his hand to grab Sima Chuan, but he couldn't feel any sensation in his hands except for the huge pain in his elbow joint.

A long bloodstain stained the bluestone ground red, and Xuehu, who was seriously injured by Sima Chuan's punch, had sadness in his eyes. When Ye Feng was dragged over his head, Xuehu whimpered softly, giving people a deep sense of reluctance Feelings.

Half of the more than six thousand disciples standing in the square of the Hengyue Sect let out a sigh.

These disciples didn't hear Sima Chuan's cruel words, and the sigh at this time was not to regret that Ye Feng was about to die, but to sympathize with the great pain Ye Feng had endured before his death.

Of course, more disciples were still ecstatic, and finally saw that the evil star was about to fall, and they felt particularly relieved.

After a short time, Sima Chuan grabbed Ye Feng's hair and walked back to Ziyue Hall, let go of his right hand behind his back, turned around to see the 70-meter-long trail of blood, Sima Chuan let out a light cough.

"Cough! Ye Feng committed a heinous crime today, killing more than [-] of my Hengyue disciples, and killed seven elders of the Hengyue Sect. I announce that at this time tomorrow, Ye Feng will be executed in Hengyue Square. "

"Kill him and avenge the dead."

"kill him."

"kill him."

……

Sima Chuan looked at the roaring thousands of disciples, nodded, grabbed Ye Feng's hair again, and walked up the steps to the gate of Ziyue Hall.

However, before Sima Chuan dragged Ye Feng into the Purple Moon Hall, he felt the Hengyue Mountain under his feet tremble violently, as if thousands of troops were galloping up.

"kindness?"

Sima Chuan stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at the mountain gate with a gloomy expression.

Sima Yanru, who had just walked up the steps, was also slightly startled. The moment she turned around and cast her gaze, her cold face suddenly changed color.

Looking at the more than [-] disciples of the Hengyue Sect in the square, they all stared at the mountain gate for a moment, and they couldn't help but gasped.

"Sima Chuan! If you dare to kill him, I will kill you Hengyue."

A person came slowly from the mountain gate of Hengyue Sect, this person was Yu Zhongnan, the young master of Jianzong.

　Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, monthly ticket, shout out three times for important things.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)