It was pitch black on the outskirts, and dim streetlights shone on the roads. Give the power of the literature network

There are poplar trees planted on both sides, the branches are swaying from side to side with the breeze, the car lights illuminate the dark road, and the Bora sedan is speeding on the road, Ye Xiaofeng thinks that Yun Manxue is still waiting for him in the villa, and his heart is happy.

He even had an impulse to give Yun Manxue a romantic French kiss after arriving at the villa, maybe he would be able to take the opportunity to eat Yun Manxue.

When Ye Xiaofeng was imagining beautifully, he slowed down the car, and the Passat sedan behind him quickly overtook and crossed the middle of the road, Zhao Wu, who was wearing a white practice uniform, walked out of the car, and he looked at Ye Xiaofeng in the Bora car.

Ye Xiaofeng had already noticed this Passat sedan, he thought that someone was secretly following him, but he didn't expect that the people inside would directly block his way, obviously looking at the middle-aged man who wanted to kill him.

Ye Xiaofeng pushed open the car door and looked at the middle-aged man.

"You are Ye Xiaofeng, my name is Zhao Wu, the peak strength of the yellow level, I heard that your strength is very strong, although I am a little bullying you with my strength, but you have offended people, you must die tonight." Zhao Wu said indifferently.

Ye Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, thinking that in Lang Guangxi's villa, Li Wei, who was the entry of Xuan-level Dacheng, was defeated by his own yellow-level Dacheng. Now this person who claims to be the peak of the yellow level actually says that he wants to kill himself, which makes Ye Xiaofeng feel a little funny.

But looking at Zhao Wu's expression on the other side, Ye Xiaofeng became alert, this person didn't look like a big talker, Ye Xiaofeng clenched his fists with both hands, and did not take the initiative to attack, but looked at Zhao Wu coldly.

Zhao Wu's footsteps moved forward quickly, and his right fist slammed towards Ye Xiaofeng's forehead, Ye Xiaofeng's body activated the second-class agility gene, flexibly dodging Zhao Wu's right fist, and at the same time, Ye Xiaofeng waved his right fist and attacked towards Zhao Wu's left chest.

Originally, Ye Xiaofeng thought that his right fist could hit Zhao Wu's left chest lightly, but while his right fist attacked the past, Zhao Wu was already on guard. Give the power of the literature network

His left hand blocked Ye Xiaofeng's right fist, and Ye Xiaofeng felt that his right fist was like hitting a ball of cotton, and it didn't cause him any damage at all.

Ye Xiaofeng's brows furrowed slightly, the second-class power gene was activated, and the spiritual power was poured into his right fist, but Zhao Wu jumped towards the side of the road, as if he wanted to dodge, where would Ye Xiaofeng let him go, and immediately pursued him.

The ferocious inch fist with the second-class strength gene smashed towards Zhao Wu's body, and at the same time, Ye Xiaofeng also activated the second-class agility gene, and the spiritual power began to be consumed in the body, but the right fist quickly attacked Zhao Wu.

At the beginning, Ye Xiaofeng dealt with Li Wei, who was a Xuan-level entry, and his strength and agility genes were only first-class, but now not only has the strength and agility genes been increased to the second level, but the spiritual power in his body has also increased a lot.

It can be said that Ye Xiaofeng has confidence in himself, he believes that his inch fist can solve Zhao Wu, even if he can't solve Zhao Wu, he can also beat him to a serious injury.

The ferocious right fist was very fast, almost giving Zhao Wu a chance to dodge, but when Zhao Wu's right fist was about to touch his body, his steps retreated again, and when he saw that his body was about to hit the tree, Zhao Wu's body flashed flexibly.

Ye Xiaofeng's right fist hit the tree hard, the thick trunk was pierced by Ye Xiaofeng's right fist, and when Ye Xiaofeng hadn't pulled out his right fist, Zhao Wu, who flashed to Ye Xiaofeng's side, hit Ye Xiaofeng with a punch.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly resisted with his left hand, and the spiritual power was poured into his left hand at the same time, and the fists of the two people collided together, and a fierce force hit Ye Xiaofeng's left hand.

His tiger mouth was numb, his left hand was constantly trembling, and as the green tendons on his left hand appeared, blood stains spread out from his skin, and Zhao Wu's punch made Ye Xiaofeng's left hand almost lose the ability to move!

"Internal strength!" Ye Xiaofeng exclaimed, and after pulling out his right hand, he couldn't help but retreat quickly. (Baidu search to give the literary network the fastest and most stable update)

Ye Xiaofeng's master once told Ye Xiaofeng that martial arts practitioners are divided into five levels: Divine Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, and each level is divided into three ranks: entry, Dacheng, and peak. At that time, Ye Xiaofeng innocently said that how to be able to skip the level challenge, his master told Ye Xiaofeng that martial arts practitioners can only challenge by cultivating their skills to the peak level and letting their moves have internal strength.

Ye Xiaofeng was able to defeat Li Wei, who was at the entrance to the Xuan level, because he had spiritual power comparable to internal strength, and although Li Wei was a martial artist at the entrance to the Xuan level, he did not cultivate his internal strength.

Zhao Wu in front of him now, although he is the strength of the peak of the yellow level, but he has cultivated his own tricks to the internal strength, and his strength completely surpasses Li Wei, who is at the beginning of the Xuan level!

"No wonder you caught his attention, you were the first one who could stand under my internal strength. But you're going to die here tonight, because there's no way you're going to escape at my hands. Zhao Wu said with a calm face, and his body approached Ye Xiaofeng again.

After the two people's bodies came into contact with each other, Zhao Wu began to attack.

His attack is not very strong, but tentative.

"Eighteen hands of Arhats!" Ye Xiaofeng had a solemn expression on his face.

Luohan Eighteen Hands is a kind of Shaolin boxing with both offense and defense, this kind of boxing emphasizes that the attack is not exposed, the defense is to find the opportunity to attack, the strong is not beaten, the weak will win, and a blow will defeat the enemy.

It was very difficult for Ye Xiaofeng to attack Zhao Wu, but while Ye Xiaofeng was attacking, he had to guard against Zhao Wu's counterattack, because he was very flexible in dodging, and at the same time, he would find out the loopholes in Ye Xiaofeng's attack and launch a fierce counterattack against Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng has been cultivated by his master Chen Lei since he was a child, but Chen Lei's cultivation of Ye Xiaofeng is not the cultivation of a single skill, but the cultivation of skills in all aspects.

For example, in terms of martial arts, Ye Xiaofeng is only proficient in inch boxing.

Although with the help of spiritual power, Ye Xiaofeng can challenge ordinary martial artists beyond the level, but in the face of a master like Zhao Wu who cultivates a martial art to internal strength, Ye Xiaofeng is obviously a little difficult.

"Flashy and vulnerable!" Zhao Wu had a disdainful expression on his face.

While dodging, he punched Ye Xiaofeng's chest, Ye Xiaofeng's body retreated five or six meters, and then stabilized his body, and at the same time, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Ye Xiaofeng's mouth.

After half an hour of fighting, the spiritual power in Ye Xiaofeng's body was consumed a lot. If it weren't for the support of spiritual power, Ye Xiaofeng would have died at the hands of Zhao Wu long ago.

At the same time, Ye Xiaofeng secretly made up his mind that if he could get away with it this time, he must carefully study the tricks that Chen Lei had taught him.

"The power of your inch fist is indeed very domineering, and your agility is also very high, I want to use your current strength to meet a general Xuan-level martial arts practitioner, you can easily win, but I want to tell you that the martial arts of the Eastern Kingdom are broad and profound, and it is simply a joke to want to fight all over the world with your inch fist and agility."

Zhao Wu slowly walked towards Ye Xiaofeng, and while he gave Ye Xiaofeng a physical blow, he didn't forget to give Ye Xiaofeng a spiritual blow.

Listening to Zhao Wu's words, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xiaofeng's mouth.

The last spiritual power gathered on his right fist, and Ye Xiaofeng was ready for the final blow.

At the same time as Zhao Wu's body approached, Ye Xiaofeng activated the second-class agility gene, and his right fist slammed towards Zhao Wu's heart, Zhao Wu was stunned for a moment, he obviously felt that Ye Xiaofeng's attack this time was greatly improved compared to before, both in strength and agility, and even the speed was improved a lot.

The right fist quickly approached Zhao Wu's heart, and cold sweat broke out on Zhao Wu's forehead.

His feet moved quickly, his body shrank downward, and at the same time, his body quickly dodged, Ye Xiaofeng's right fist brushed along Zhao Wu's shirt, and Zhao Wu took the opportunity to punch Ye Xiaofeng's person.

With a "bang", Ye Xiaofeng's body fell to the ground.

A sneer appeared on Zhao Wu's face, and at the same time, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Ye Xiaofeng's last punch was indeed beyond Ye Xiaofeng's normal level.

Although he didn't know what Ye Xiaofeng relied on to maintain his agile skills and strong strength, Zhao Wu could see that although his skills were agile and his strength was strong, his movements were very stiff.

Maybe ordinary people can't see it, but Zhao Wu can see Ye Xiaofeng's flaws at a glance.

"Ye Xiaofeng, my internal strength has hit your people, you are in pain now, do you say that I am watching you die slowly, or will I help you get rid of it as soon as possible?" A contemptuous smile appeared on Zhao Wu's face, and his eyes looked towards Ye Xiaofeng.

He has too much confidence in himself, he thinks that Ye Xiaofeng's vital point was hit by his internal strength, and Ye Xiaofeng's sure death is only a matter of time.

"It's not too early, I don't have the patience to watch you die slowly, I'll be a good person and send you to hell as soon as possible." Zhao Wu raised his right foot, aimed at Ye Xiaofeng's neck, and stepped down hard.

Ye Xiaofeng's body was weak, he couldn't move at all, and his brows furrowed tightly when he saw Zhao Wu's right foot step down, but he didn't have any way to dodge.

At this moment, a flying knife quickly attacked Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu hurriedly dodged, and at the same time as he dodged, a black shadow quickly came, picked up Ye Xiaofeng on the ground, the black shadow quickly returned to the road, put Ye Xiaofeng into the Audi A8 car, the car started quickly, and disappeared in front of Zhao Wu in the blink of an eye.

"What the hell!" Zhao Wu came to his Passat and Bora cars, but found that the tires of the two cars had already been burst, looking at the disappeared Audi cars, Zhao Wu couldn't help but curse angrily.