Chapter 51 Challenge the God

A dark light with a desperate breath, like a black doomsday blade, pierced Yang Feng's chest fiercely.

Yang Feng really didn't expect that Zhao Ba would have such a strange martial arts, which was by no means from the Eastern Continent.

He quickly moved his best. The danger will be avoided by the black light of the world. Unexpectedly, the black light seemed to be spiritual, like an evil ghost chasing him. Yang Feng was so scared that his soul was full of death. He flashed hundreds of steps in a row, but he didn't dare to move*. When he got off the stage, he lost.

"Do not move the magic mountain!" Petrochemical body.

The black light was hitting his petrified body, with a chirling sound... The black stone on his chest was actually smashed by the black light.

Wow... a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Yang Feng is over!

Almost everyone under the stage was stunned. Such a wonderful formula is really exciting. Zhao Ba is really strong enough, and he has such a strange martial arts.

Yang Feng's immovable magic mountain was broken.

When Yang Zhantian saw him, his heart was like a knife. He stared at Yang Feng's back and tried his best to suppress it. His tears did not fall down. If he comes to power at this time, he will undoubtedly bring disaster to the Yang family. Wang Wanshan has an excuse to take action.

Bong... Yang Feng's black body suddenly fell down.

"Small, fight with me, don't measure yourself! Destroy the world's black light, collect it!" The black light was instantly put into his body.

Everyone under the audience took a cold breath. Zhao Ba is really... I'm afraid that this baby can't refine the gas refining world. How can he... When everyone look at Wang Wanshan sitting beside him, they understand that it must have been taught by this master of refining the divine realm. However, Zhao Ba can make such an excellent martial arts skill without being counterattacked. It is already very powerful. Generally speaking, it is impossible to refine less than five times.

Some people looked at Yang Feng, who fell to the ground without sympathy. The host came slowly. Just as he was about to announce the result, suddenly, a slight cry came from the ground: "I haven't lost yet. Do you want to end it?" As the sound sounded, Yang Feng on the ground suddenly moved and slowly staggered to stand up...

The teenager covered with scars looked indifferent, as if it was not his own injury.

"Kid, you want to die. Don't be in such a hurry. I'll take you on your way." With that, Zhao Ba suddenly shouted strangely, "The black light of destroying the world!" The black light followed and attacked Yang Feng.

However, at this time, the black light is several times bigger, and the black is brighter.

At first sight, Yang Feng glanced coldly with bloodshot eyes, sounding like thunder, and roared: "Crazy Demon Jian, devour it!" Suddenly, a huge demon head appeared behind him in an instant. The demon head was about ten feet high, staring at the pupil of the black hole, opening the huge mouth of the black hole, and swallowed the black light of the world.

For a while, all the negative forces around it surged towards the tide of demons.

"Quickly destroy the black light of the world!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

But sooner or later, the demon's giant swallowed the black light of the world alive.

The man under the stage almost fainted in pain. This is his treasure. He is going crazy.

As soon as Zhao Ba saw it, he was so scared that he quickly fled back.

"What, do you want to go? Stay and be your father and your second uncle!" Yang Feng's voice was like a thunder, which immediately blew up the whole wind platform.

Zhao Ba screamed, and the strong suction sucked him in. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng was also sucked in.

What's going on? What is Yang Feng going to do? And the voice just now, what's going on? Wasn't Zhao Tai and Zhao Heng really killed by him?

Everyone under the stage guessed. However, at this time, in the devil's head. Yang Feng stepped on Zhao Ba's Dantian, condensed into vitality with one punch, and broke through his Dantian fiercely. Suddenly, Yuanli surged out like a flood that broke the dike.

Zhao Ba screamed. Before he understood what was going on, Yang Fengyu's fist fell on him.

Dong...Dong...Dong...

Yang Feng punched him hard on the head, chest, body and feet, and condensed into a huge fist of black stone, as if it were similar to a stone, which made Zhao Ba dizzy.

"Ah...ah... Yang Feng, if you dare to kill me, my master won't let you go... Yang Feng, my son of a bitch, if you dare to smash me, my master won't let you go..." The voice was getting smaller and smaller, and finally the voice gradually disappeared.

Yang Feng broke his neck with one foot.

Zhao Ba never dreamed that he would be beaten to death by Yang Feng. Moreover, he was killed by Yang Feng in this way. Until his death, he believed that his father and second uncle were really killed by Yang Feng.

The reason why Yang Feng wanted to hide in the demon head to kill was to avoid Wang Wanshan, and the other was to be afraid of the interference of the people of Yanhuang City. But he also knew very well that killing Zhao Ba was tantamount to declaring war on Wang Wanshan. Therefore, he was not in a hurry to go out.

As for why he could enter the demon head to kill people, he also had to find out during his practice a few days ago. The demon head formed by the crazy magic book is actually another space. He believes that at this time, the black light of destruction will definitely be inside. When this happens, he must find it and take it for his own use.

However, at present, it is necessary to solve Wang Wanshan first.

When he thought of the strong man in the divine realm, Yang Feng's scalp was numb. I really don't know if Panlongyin can deal with him, and now he is injured.

He took Zhao Ba's body and jumped out of the demon head, and the crazy demon disappeared.

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Bong... Yang Feng casually threw Zhao Ba's body under the gale.

"Ah..." There was an uproar under the stage, and it happened only for a moment. Yang Feng killed Zhao Ba, and, look like he was killed alive. Zhao Ba is like a pile of mud. His body has long been invisible, and his bones must have been broken.

"Kid, okay, you have guts!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and a figure flew to the scene like a shock. A huge force instantly covered the whole wind platform and firmly locked Yang Feng.

Yang Feng can't move.

The realm of refining gods is the realm of refining gods.

"Little, you are really guts. My apprentices dare to kill. It's really bold. Go to hell!" A shocking power pressed down on Yang Feng in an instant, which made it difficult to breathe and could hardly open his eyes. This refining world is too powerful.

When Yang Zhantian saw it, he was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to make a sound, because when he came, Yang Feng told him that no matter what happened, he was not allowed to care about him. He came to deal with Wang Wanshan, and waited for him to lead Wang Wanshan away, and the Yang family started to deal with the Zhao family and Xu Yuhu. Although it is also difficult, after all, without Wang Wanshan, as long as everyone can risk their lives, who will die?

"Wang Wanshan, is it possible for you to be the master of the city?" A voice sounded unhurriedly.

It is Long Qian, the elder of Yanhuang City.

Is that right? Then why don't you come up and have a try? Long Qian, right? I don't know if Long Banruo has ever said to you. When you meet me, Wang Wanshan, you have to retreat. Wang Wanshan said wildly.

"You..." Long Qian was speechless for a moment, but he didn't expect Wang Wanshan to be so confused and unreasonable.

He intended to see Yang Feng defeat the strong with weakness and wanted to help him take the opportunity to win him over. Unexpectedly, Wang Wanshan could not let Yang Feng go again. His cultivation is half-step refining, so he has no chance of winning. He is now the representative city owner's mansion. Once defeated, it will inevitably shame the city lord's mansion. Therefore, he had to be cautious.

At this time, the most uncomfortable thing is Yang Feng, and the pressure of refining the divine realm is almost suffocating. He tried his best to resist, but it didn't work at all.

His body was bent little by little. The magnificent Yuanli crushed the whole wind platform and fell to the ground little by little.

"Everyone, hide! The wind platform is collapsing!" Everyone rushed to the distance, and the four huge pillars of the wind platform broke.

Wang Wanshan's mind flashed quickly. Hearing what Yang Feng meant just now, Mrs. Zhao died in his hands. What about that thing? Where have you been? Will it fall into Yang Feng's hands? What if he kills him at this time? That thing can make him hope to enter the Yuandan realm. Yuandanjing, that will be the master of a country. At that time, it can't be said that this small Yanhuang City main mansion is the Jin Dynasty, and how can he not submit to his feet?

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Yang Feng felt that he was about to stand it. Blood flowed down quickly along the corners of his mouth. His bent body arched into a bow, as if he was ready to shoot out at any time, but at this time, he could not move.

Suddenly, a weak voice came out: "Old man, do you have the courage to let go of the young master and fight against the three lilies!"

The sound came out clearly, and almost everyone saw it.

When Wang Wanshan heard this, his pupils shrank, the Yuanli suddenly withdrew, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked at the bloody teenager like a monster and said in their hearts: This Yang Feng is crazy!