"Death!" Yang Zhong roared angrily, and a powerful King Kong fist roared towards Shi Feng''s chest. If Shi Feng was just an ordinary civilian, if the fist was really powerful, he had to be smashed into his internal organs, ranging from paralysis to lifelong disability, or suffering from heartrending pain until he died.

    This fist can be described as cruel and vicious. If ordinary people are replaced, their life will be ruined under this fist.

    "Brother Yang Zhong, hit him!" Li Ru behind Yang Zhong shouted happily with a bright smile when she saw Yang Zhong shooting for herself.

    Shi Feng''s face remained unchanged. His left hand spread out. His left palm looked very casual and weak. He pushed out slowly towards the front.

    But Shi Feng took Yang Zhong''s violent and violent fist lightly with such a casual, weak and slow palm. Then his five fingers contracted and held Yang Zhong''s fist in his hand.

    "Ah!" a heart rending, pig like howl came out of Yang Zhong''s mouth.

    Yang Zhong only felt that there was a huge force on his fist to crush his fist. At this moment, Yang Zhong had lost his master style. The sharp pain twisted his face as ferocious as a crazy beast and made a painful roar.

    "Let go... Let go of me, i... am from the Wang family in cangyue city. Don''t... Do you... Want to be the enemy of the Wang family!" Yang Zhong was so painful that the whole person squatted down and moved out of the Wang family backstage.

    "Hum!" when he heard about the Wang family, Shi Feng started to laugh and hum: "haibatian has been killed by me. The short and fat people of the Wang family will retreat three points when they see me, let alone you are just a dog of the Wang family." Shi Feng said, and his strength increased a bit.

    "Ah ah!" Yang Zhong''s painful howl sounded for a while.

    Li Ru on the other side, the whole person has been stupid. She was so stupid that she looked at what was happening in front of her. Was the person squatting on the ground and screaming invincible brother Yang Zhongge in her mind?

    And the man with an evil smile on his face, causing Yang Zhong to cry bitterly, is the poor boy of the stone family who has been despised by himself and ruthlessly rejected by himself some time ago?

    Li Ru felt that the world suddenly became unreal. She even wondered if she was dreaming, a ridiculous dream.

    Shi Feng looked at Yang Zhong coldly, clenched his fist with his right hand, hit back with the same strength and hit Yang Zhong on the chest.

    "Who are you! Dare to deceive my disciples!" suddenly, an old hoarse voice sounded, which seemed to come from Yang Zhong''s body.

    He even felt that a majestic force was rising rapidly on Yang Zhong.

    Shi Feng quickly closed his fist, quickly loosened his left hand holding Yang Zhong''s fist, and quickly stepped back towards the rear. He didn''t stop his body until he withdrew seven or eight meters and stared at the front.

    At the moment, a strong wind blew around Yang Zhong. The leaves, dead branches and stones on the road were swept up by the wind and danced around Yang Zhong all over the sky.

    "Mole ants, bully our disciples and destroy them." Yang Zhong opened his mouth. It was the old and hoarse voice just now. The voice fell. A huge sword composed of air flow and the size of door panel suddenly condensed over the stone maple, and cut down angrily at the stone maple on the ground.

    "Sister!" Shi Feng scolded, and quickly exercised his body method. His right foot stepped heavily on the ground, "bang!" the ground sent out a low sonic boom, and his body flew backward rapidly.

    "Boom!" the huge sword hit the ground and sent out a violent roar. The place where Shi Feng was standing was immediately hit into a big pit, with gravel splashing and dust flying.

    In the white dust, a white figure floated out immediately.

    Yes, it''s floating. Yang Zhong''s feet are about half a meter off the ground. His body is suspended in the void, floating out of the diffuse white dust.

    "Old man, it''s the soul of Tao!" looking at Yang Zhong floating in the air ahead, Shi Feng said coldly, "old man, I think how long you can maintain this attachment state!"

    The soul is the state of the soul after people die. After people die, the soul will die in heaven and earth.

    But there are also some people with special souls, or those with strong souls, or those who have learned mysterious soul secrets and can survive in the state of soul.

    Yang Zhong in front of Shi Feng is possessed by a soul at the moment, and the pressure emanating from Yang Zhong at the moment, Shi Feng is sure that this soul was not simple.

    However, this state of soul attachment does great damage to the physical body. Although Yang Zhong is a martial artist and his physical body is much stronger than ordinary people, he is still much worse than the martial artist who really takes the route of body refining.

    If this state of attachment continues and Yang Zhong displays his martial arts beyond the limits of the flesh, Yang Zhong is likely to burst his muscles and veins, shatter his elixir field and explode his body to death.

    "Death!" Yang Zhong''s soul seemed to be furious because he was seen through by Shi Feng. He roared and raised his right hand. A huge palm print composed of air flow was instantly formed over Shi Feng''s head, three or four times larger than the giant sword just now, and shot it fiercely at Shi Feng.

    Look at the power, as if everything would be shattered under this palm.

    "Sister! Come again!" Shi Feng scolded secretly again, exercised his body method again, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and flew back wildly.

    But once the palm print was not like the giant sword just now. Shi Feng moved, and the palm print was still aimed at him.

    Shi Feng stood still, raised his head, moved his mind, pierced the earth with a ferocious ground, rose from the ground, and met the palm print falling obliquely.

    "Yin Sha!" whispered, and a white shadow shot out of the earth. Yin Sha rushed into the air, clenched his right fist, and his right fist also blasted at the palm print.

    The bloody long sword was also held by Shi Feng at this time, "Jiuyou sword technique!"

    The long sword danced, and the white runes like tadpoles floated around him. The faster the long sword danced, the more runes gathered, and they were dense. With the stone maple, he whispered, "go!"

    The sword in his hand tilted to the long sky, and all the dense runes rushed to the body of the blood sword. The long sword that originally looked blood red became a forest white, emitting a forest white light, and trembled in Shi Feng''s hand.

    "Boom!" the ferocious ground spike took the lead in facing the palm of the palm print. At the touch, the ground spike burst open in an instant.

    "Pa!" followed by Yin Sha, his right fist gathered all his strength and roared in the palm of his hand!

    Under the fist of Yin Sha, the palm print was blocked in the air, but only two breaths were blocked. His body was immediately patted to the ground like a fly.

    When the obstruction is broken, the palm print will not be reduced, and the prestige will not be reduced. Continue to press down on Shi Feng.

    At this moment, Shi Feng finally really moved.