Chapter 147 Crazy Zhao Xianma

Zhao Xianma stood up and his wrist with the knife twitched violently. He looked down. The skin on the back of his wrist actually had a blood hole for no reason, and there were blood stains flowing out on it, which made his wrist lose strength and could not even grasp the dagger capital.

"What's going on?" Zhao Xianma was shocked and couldn't understand why such a situation happened for a moment. When Ye Feng pointed to his wrist just now, he just felt a sense of energy penetrating into the blood of his wrist, making his wrist instantly paralyzed and shrouded in severe pain. He could barely grasp the dagger, but he was powerless to stab it down. When his brain lost its response in an instant, the other party's right foot had kicked up. The action was so fast that he had not even had time to make a physical instinctive reaction, and he had been forced back by the other party.

I changed the dagger to my left hand and looked at it from afar. I saw a trace of resolute and coldness on Ye Feng's face. It seemed that my heart was full of extremely strong self-confidence. I did not retreat, let alone the slightest of fear. I never took the initiative to attack, but every defense, I could protect myself and hurt the enemy invisible. Such a family Unexpectedly, he was just a young student who went to high school, which made Zhao Xianma completely subvert his inner definition of the strong.

"What did you just use internal strength?" Zhao Xianma calmed down and couldn't help trembling. He didn't know whether it was because he was shocked by Ye Feng's blow just now, or because he was suppressing the anger and fighting nature in his heart at this moment.

Ye Feng nodded and stood alone on the opposite side, but there was an arrogant momentum all over his body. The green student breath on his body was swept away, replaced by unprecedented courage and perseverance.

"You still don't do it?" Zhao Yunni looked from afar at where his four bodyguards stood motionless and was suddenly angry. He didn't expect that Ye Feng was so strong that even a master like Zhao Xianma was helpless. He immediately shouted that one-on-one is not enough, then five-to-one. He didn't believe that Ye Feng could single-one five masters.

Hearing Zhao Yunni's roar, the four bodyguards suddenly wink at each other, quickly dispersed, surrounded Ye Feng in the middle, and then approached step by step to capture him.

However, just as the four people gathered around, they suddenly heard a deafening roar behind him. Zhao Xianma, who had just looked very calm, seemed to have suddenly been greatly stimulated. His whole body rushed over crazily, and the bodyguard who just turned his back to him heard the words. Shocked, he didn't even have time to turn his head, so he jumped away, but he was still a step late after all. His shoulder was suddenly hit by Zhao Xianma, and his whole body flew into the air and fell fiercely to one side.

Everyone was shocked, especially the three companions of the bodyguard, with an angry look on their faces at the same time, but they didn't have time to come forward to stop them. Zhao Xianma's body had been reloaded and rushed straight to Ye Feng, who was surrounded by them.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng has sighed secretly. This time, Zhao Xianma may have really completely lost himself and been occupied by the strong negative emotions in his heart.

Just now, Ye Feng had seen that Zhao Xianma's emotions were still uncontrollably exposed under his strong suppression, making his temperament extremely irritable and irritable. At this moment, he was probably also stimulated by Ye Feng's inner strength and completely exposed his murderous nature. There is no more reservation.

"Roar!"

Zhao Xianma roared, and his whole body was completely crazy. He held a dagger in his left hand and waved it. The strong murderous breath on his body was exposed, which made Ye Feng involuntarily take a step back.

"This man is going to be useless!" Ye Feng said to himself, but his body suddenly rushed to the bodyguard on the left. At this moment, he raised his body's speed to the limit. Like a shadow, he rushed to the bodyguard in an instant. The silver charm in his hand emitted a hidden but dangerous breath. "chir" scratched from the other party's chest, with the tip of the knife A blood line soared out.

The bodyguard was caught off guard, and Ye Feng's speed was amazingly fast. He didn't even have time to react at all. He just raised his hands to make a defensive posture. The other party's knife had cut his chest, his clothes were broken, his skin and flesh turned upside down, and the blood splashed out directly, dyeing a large area of his clothes. .

Zhao Xianma fell empty. Seeing that Ye Feng actually avoided his edge and dealt with the bodyguard next to him, he couldn't help sneering, roaring, bullied himself and jumped up again. His body jumped high and flew up and kicked Ye Feng's forehead.

The toes kicked over fiercely with the sound of the wind. Ye Feng's body suddenly fell back, supporting the ground with one foot, but the other foot suddenly kicked out. The toes suddenly hit Zhao Xian's heel, and the posture of the opponent's attack was suddenly destroyed. Through the leather shoes, he could feel that the heel was like being knifed. It was stabbed fiercely, and the pain was unbearable.

Ye Feng's expression was as calm as usual. He did not mess himself up because of Zhao Xianma's madness. Although this man's martial arts skills are strong, Ye Feng is still confident enough to kill him. Even after the madness at this moment, the potential in his body is stimulated, and there is not much threat to Ye Feng. After all, Zhao Xianma is not as fast as Ye Feng in speed. Fast and sensitive, the most deadly is the internal strength of Ye Feng's cultivation, just like an invisible knife, which can give people a fatal blow unconsciously.

Zhao Xianma's body jumped over Ye Feng's head, and the empty door behind him opened. Ye Feng's body turned sharply, kicked under his feet, and quickly rushed out. The silver charm in his hand was drawn from his fingers in an instant, reflecting the dazzling light of the sun.

"Bing!"

The other two bodyguards looked at each other and rushed forward to stop Ye Feng's movements. Although these two are angry with Zhao Xianma hitting their companions, they also know that they are now a whole. Moreover, Zhao Xianma is the only one among them who can make friends with Ye Feng. If even he is knocked down by Ye Feng, I'm afraid they will not escape bad luck next!

The two were close to Ye Feng, and as early as when Ye Feng fought with Zhao Xianma, they had already bullied them. Seeing that Ye Feng suddenly turned around and chased Zhao Xianma, they launched a sudden attack and took the opportunity for them instead.

The fist was domineering and fierce, and a punch hit and sounded, and the muscles on the arms rose one by one, bursting into unprecedented strength. Although the two men did not cooperate much in the army, they also had such a shocking effect under each other's fists and feet, which was more powerful than the previous two little fat men who cooperated with each other to form a must-kill skill and small eyes.

The dust rose and covered the sky and covered the sun. Ye Feng's body suddenly twisted, and the yellow sand under his feet flew out. There was a sound of "Salara", and countless grains of sand hit their faces. Although it was not very lethal, the sand hit their faces, but it was also hot and painful.

The offensive of the two was suddenly blocked. Their eyes were closed and their bodies suddenly rushed forward, but they were suddenly jumped away by Ye Feng. Their toes stepped on their backs and suddenly bounced out. The silver charm in their hands shook, clamped between their fingers and pointed at Zhao Xian's spurs that had just turned around.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Xianma snorted coldly, and his body did not retreat. He held the dagger in front of him with his left hand and pedaled hard on the ground. His whole body jumped high. When he remained at the same height as Ye Feng's body, the dagger suddenly waved out, and the target was Ye Feng's throat!

"Ding!"

The dagger was blocked by the silver charm in front of Ye Feng. Mars splashed out. Ye Feng's wrist was twisted, and the silver charm drew half a circle in mid-air. The dagger made of fine steel in Zhao Xianma's hand suddenly pressed down, losing the support of the silver charm, and his body began to fall down.

Ye Feng's borrowing force suddenly set her body in mid-air for nearly half a second, and then bent her legs. Her toes fell on Zhao Xianma's back and suddenly kicked it down. With this help, Ye Feng's body flew out again, while Zhao Xianma fell to the ground at a faster speed.

"Bum!"

Zhao Xianma fell heavily to the ground, and the sand around him surged up in an instant, covering him. A violent cough came. Zhao Xianma struggled for a while and actually stood up again. However, this time, his body seemed a little unstable. The blood stains at the corners of his mouth were stained with a layer of dust, and his face was also covered with sand grains. It's dirty and messy.

Ye Feng's body also fell from mid-air. His body twisted gently in mid-air, and then landed steadily. His movements were fierce and there was no panic at all. In the blow just now, Ye Feng won completely. Even in mid-air, he also had an absolute advantage and did not give Zhao Xianma any chance to fight back. This was not only needed his ability to react. Extremely strong, it is more important to have the ability to control his body that others can't surpass, otherwise he can't just borrow a little on the other party's dagger to make his body stay beyond its physical characteristics for half a second without falling.

It took Ye Feng nearly two years to practice this ability alone. The highest record is that he can stagnate a little more than a second at a height of three meters, but even such a short time, it makes the old man Ye Wang very envious.