"Little waste, it''s really different?" a fat figure slowly turned out in the woods not far away, with a sneer and staring at Ye Feng in front.

    "Zhao Tianle?" a different color flashed in Ye Feng''s eyes.

    Is the stalker behind Zhao Tianle?

    It turned out that Zhao Tianle was reprimanded by the villa leader. He planned to invite shopkeeper Zhang back early this morning. Unexpectedly, he saw Ye Feng enter Fangshi street and sell herbs in "baicaolu". He is not an idiot. As soon as he thought about what happened before and after contact, he guessed that Ye Feng might hide a great secret, so he followed secretly regardless of his identity.

    "Little waste, where is Zhao hang? Where are Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong? And how did you get those miraculous medicines! To be honest, the Deacon may consider keeping you alive!"

    Zhao hang disappeared for many days, and Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong disappeared again. The disappearance of these people is related to Ye Feng. If Ye Feng really has a secret, maybe these three people have

    His face darkened and a haze was cast over him.

    However, Zhao Tianle didn''t associate such strange things as the failure of "condensate powder" with Ye Feng. After all, it''s incredible.

    "Deacon, you seem to miss them very much?"

    Facing the expression on the other party''s face, Ye Feng was noncommittal and raised a faint smile.

    "Bold!"

    Sing

    Zhao Tianle snorted coldly, the long sword danced and stabbed out.

    The three foot long sword is like a dragon going out to sea. It pierces Ye Feng''s chest with a harsh sound, as fast as lightning.

    There is no doubt that he has no patience to continue with Ye Feng. For Zhao Tianle, as long as Ye Feng is taken down, even if there are more secrets to spit out.

    If ye Feng had faced Zhao Tianle''s sword before yesterday, he might have been in a hurry. It is possible to cut off his legs by his sword.

    But at the moment, Ye Feng is no longer Wu xiaamun.

    "The momentum is good. Unfortunately, the speed is too slow!"

    He shook his head, his figure flashed, left a faint shadow, and avoided the blade.

    "Blood exchange environment?"

    Zhao Tianle''s pupil shrinks.

    "Little punk, I didn''t expect you to advance to the blood exchange state. The Deacon is even more unlikely to let you go. Today, you can''t escape death." he worked hard in his body, stomped his foot, flew out like a sharp arrow, and the sword shadow all over the sky shot at Ye Feng.

    When this sword is displayed, the shadows of the sword completely block Ye Feng''s back and forth retreat.

    "My move ''sword shadow magic dance'' is a medium-class martial art of the Yellow level. How can you hide?" Zhao Tianle sneered.

    Hiss!

    The air was instantly pierced, and the white sword shadow was stacked one after another to block the void.

    "Break it for me!"

    Ye Feng showed a trace of ridicule and hit his fists in a series. His powerful fist bombarded the shadow of the sword and smashed all the sword light in the sky with the potential of destroying the withered and decadent.

    Boom!

    The sound of air bursting constantly sounded, and the strong Qi rolled around, flying sand and stones.

    "How is it possible? Although I only used 70% of my strength, I''m not a garbage that can easily resist when I first enter the blood exchange environment."

    Zhao Tianle''s face changed and began to pay attention.

    He didn''t know that Ye Feng''s "king of beasts fist" is a xuanjie boxing skill. In particular, Ye Feng has cultivated the first move to a small level. Moreover, because the eternal pulse has swallowed many miraculous drugs, Ye Feng is more powerful than Zhao Tianle in terms of strength and speed.

    "Eat my sword again! Sword light meteor!"

    This time, Zhao Tianle made every effort to fly up.

    The dazzling sword light cuts through the air, like a meteor shooting down the earth, and a magnificent blood gas is mixed in the sword light, with momentum like a rainbow.

    "Wild cattle crouch!"

    Ye Feng suddenly turned around and punched Zhao Tianle''s head from top to bottom. It''s fast and powerful. It''s impossible to prevent.

    Zhao Tianle was surprised. He felt like he was going to drill into Ye Feng''s fist. This fist was full of strength. Even if he could penetrate Ye Feng''s body with a sword, he was bound to blow his head with one fist.

    Shit, who are you and Ye Feng?

    Why die with him?

    As soon as he finished the offensive, he turned stabbing into defense and raised his sword to block Ye Feng''s fist.

    Ye Feng''s mouth exposed a touch of ridicule. A fist falling from the sky destroyed the withered and decadent. Only a clear sound sounded. Zhao Tianle''s long sword was hit by Ye Feng''s fist in the sword body, like rotten wood.

    Poof

    The blow not only broke the sword, but also the rest of the force. It scratched Zhao Tianle''s shoulder. If he hadn''t reacted fast enough and deflected his head at the critical moment, the broken sword in his hand might have cut his own neck.

    "Ah... How can you, how can you be so strong? Also, what move did you use just now?"

    With a shrill scream, Zhao Tianle was directly pressed to his knees by the vast force, and the rocks on the ground were shattered.

    He used his sword at the peak of the exchange of blood realm to display the medium-grade martial arts of the Yellow level to deal with the empty handed Ye Feng. He never thought he would be easily defeated by Ye Feng and suffer heavy losses.

    "Zhao Tianle, your evil days are over. I''ll send you to see Zhao Huo and them..." Ye Feng''s tone was a little solemn and cold.

    "Well, well, I didn''t expect you to endure so much. I, Zhao Tianle, regret that I didn''t kill you in the bud." Zhao Tianle, who barely raised his head, showed boundless hatred in his eyes.

    The contradiction between them is irreconcilable. When Ye Feng comes to this strange world, the first person to kill is Zhao Tianle.

    Ye Feng would never let him go. As soon as his fist shook, he would shoot it at his top door.

    With this punch, not to mention a person''s head, even a blue stone is bound to fall apart, but at this time, there was a break drink not far away, "wait!"

    "Ye Feng, there is something wrong with Zhao Tianle, but his surname is Zhao. He is the deacon of my Zhao family. You can''t kill him!"

    A figure appeared with full pride on his face. Even if he was pleading for Zhao Tianle, his voice was full of words.

    Of course Ye Feng knows this man. It''s the young master Zhao Lun.

    Because of their similar age, Zhao Lun and Ye Feng were childhood playmates, but since Ye Tian disappeared and Zhao Dapeng came to power, the relationship between them has been weak. In recent years, Zhao Lun has become a high young master. Usually birds don''t look at Ye Feng. He even saw the Zhao family beating and insulting Ye Feng several times, which he didn''t see.

    Without the connivance of Zhao Lun''s father and son, would the Zhao family bully Ye Feng unscrupulously?

    "With what?" Ye Feng looked at Zhao Lun and said almost word by word.

    Zhao Lun on the other side had a tight face and looked a little dull. He obviously didn''t think about "Ye Feng won''t give face". Then he saw Ye Feng kick Zhao Tianle''s chest and directly kick him up.

    "It''s hard for me to kill this man a hundred times!"

    With a burst of drink, Ye Feng''s raised palm attacked continuously!