Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

After listening to Zhang Daqian's words, Zhang Yifeng stopped evading and said calmly: "Why, your internal strength is almost exhausted. Whatever, I have figured out the strength of the wind-producing warrior. Judging from your appearance, you should be a mid-stage wind-producing warrior. , or even just barely entered the middle stage of wind generation. You can't even perfectly control your own internal strength, so that's why the dust is flying around."

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Zhang Yifeng could tell at a glance that Zhang Daqian was still very unfamiliar with controlling his internal energy, and he actually leaked it.

This looks very violent, but in fact it is just frivolous and frivolous.

Zhang Yifeng estimates that warriors in the early stage of generating wind have internal energy in their bodies, warriors in the middle stage of generating wind can easily control internal energy, and warriors in the later stage can control internal energy skillfully. Zhang Daqian can barely be regarded as a mid-term martial artist.

"Since I already know how powerful Shengfeng Warrior is, there is no need to continue fighting with you. In fact, you are right. My cultivation level is not high enough. I was hit by your full blow, and I was not dead but also seriously injured. But it's a pity. What's wrong is that you had no chance to hit me. Now, it's my turn. I'll defeat you with one punch."

One punch and I will defeat you.

Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and his body approached Zhang Daqian like a ghost.

Zhang Daqian was shocked. Zhang Yifeng was actually faster than before.

Could this kid not only know ancient boxing techniques, but also ancient footwork? If boxing martial arts are very rare, then footwork martial arts are even rarer!

What is the origin of this boy's sect? Could it be the legendary hermit sect?

But now Zhang Daqian can't take care of that much.

Because he felt the crisis.

In the bright light, he suddenly saw a faint light. The light was like a ghost, swimming around him.

But he knew that this was not a ghost, but Zhang Yifeng's fist. Zhang Yifeng's fist actually released a faint light at this moment.

"Qi Gang!"

Zhang Daqian knew that he couldn't keep up with Zhang Yifeng's speed. He tried his best and used his inner strength to form an invisible layer of energy in front of his skin.

boom!

A muffled sound suddenly came from his back. Zhang Yifeng's figure, like a ghost, came behind him and hit his spine with a punch.

Chi Chi Chi!

Qi Gang and Zhang Yifeng's fists, dissatisfied with the weak spiritual energy, collided, and sparks actually emitted.

"It's useless."

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, punched down, and then punched up again.

The second punch, the third punch...

Fourth punch!

This time, Zhang Yifeng punched four times in a row. The terrifying power was like the waves of the sea, and it seemed to contain a huge amount of power.

There was a soft cracking sound, and Zhang Shanqian's Qi Gang was shattered instantly. Zhang Yifeng's fourth punch hit his spine hard, knocking his body away hard.

After flying more than ten meters, Zhang Daqian's body fell to the ground and never stood up again.

With one punch, Zhang Yifeng defeated Zhang Daqian.

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Everyone present had their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

Everything in front of me is so incredible.

How could Zhang Daqian, who had always had the upper hand and suppressed Zhang Yifeng and beat him, be defeated by Zhang Yifeng with one punch!

"I won, Master actually won! Oh my god, it's amazing."

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng attracted everyone's attention. Under the light, he looked like a divine son, radiant.

"Zhang Yifeng..."

In the crowd, Lin Siying and Ye Zhimei looked at Zhang Yifeng blankly, their hearts beating loudly.

What woman doesn’t have a daughter in mind? What woman doesn't like strong men?

Zhang Yifeng's mystery and power have attracted the two beauties.

"impossible."

Compared to the surprises of Zhou Tianhao and others, the You family were only surprised.

Zhang Shanqian is Youjia's biggest trump card. Youjia has been able to reach this point because of Zhang Shanqian. Zhang Shanqian's status in Youjia is actually higher than You An.

Since his debut, Zhang Shanqian has never lost so miserably. After his cultivation reached the realm of wind-generating, Zhang Shanqian was rarely defeated. But today, the strongest player in his family was defeated by a young man, and he was defeated with one punch.

What is the background of this young man!

"Your so-called masters are nothing more than that."

At this time, Zhang Yifeng's plain voice came. He looked down at Zhang Daqian, as if he felt lonely as a master.

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards You An, his eyes as cold as swords.

"I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will retaliate, no matter who he is. Now, I give you a choice. Do you want to lose your hands or your legs! Or, lose them all."

Zhang Yifeng's voice was cold and without any emotion.

At this moment, he is like Yama, who is deciding between life and death. He wants to punish the head of the You family!

Anyone who tries to harm him is his enemy. Zhang Yifeng will never be kind to his enemies.

You An faced Zhang Yifeng, his face was livid, and he snorted coldly: "If you lose, you are defeated. You can kill or chop you up. I, You An, will not kneel down and beg for mercy from anyone."

"Really? I'll just cut off your legs."

Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and his body suddenly appeared in front of You An.

The speed was so fast that no one around You An could react.

"what!"

You An's scream came belatedly. If Zhang Yifeng hadn't held his shoulders, he would have fallen directly to the ground.

The severe pain made You An's face pale.

Quiet.

The entire warehouse was quiet as never before.

Ye Zhimei and Lin Siying even screamed, obviously frightened by Zhang Yifeng's actions. Lin Siying went to the corner and spat it out with a loud sound.

"Does it hurt? But it's not over yet, you still have one leg."

Zhang Yifeng's plain but bloodthirsty voice came, and his eyes were extremely cold. He did not feel any discomfort at all after doing such a cruel thing. Because in Lingyue Continent, there are many things that are even worse than this. In the world of practitioners, missing arms and legs is just normal.

Zhang Shanqian, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly made a move. He took out a small silver pistol from his arms and pointed it at Zhang Yifeng's head.