Bang Bang

    A few muffled sounds came out, which was particularly clear in the quiet woods. Ye Feng''s speed was fast to the extreme, and his fist, whip leg, strength and internal strength reached at least a thousand kilograms.

    Almost double that of Zhao Huo and others.

    "Poof... Ah..."

    Zhao Yong''s body was hit hard. It was like being hit by a running bison. His face was pale, but Ye Feng didn''t mean to stop. He continued to run close and stepped directly on his chest.

    Click

    With this kick, I don''t know how many ribs became comminuted fractures. Suddenly, Zhao Yong didn''t even have a chance to scream. He died directly and couldn''t die any more.

    It''s too fast.

    Strong and powerful.

    He didn''t see how Ye Feng got it. Zhao Huo''s pupils on one side were full of horror, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

    When he killed Zhao Yong, Ye Feng had a slight illusion. It seemed that there was a heat flow from the soles of his feet, which shook the eternal pulse in his body. However, the heat flow came quickly and went faster. Ye Feng couldn''t feel it with a little excitement.

    "Now, it''s your turn." Ye Feng didn''t care, and took a step forward to block Zhao Huo''s retreat.

    "If you dare to kill me, the Deacon will not let you go. The whole Zhao family village and people surnamed Zhao will not let you go." Zhao Huo cried with trembling legs.

    "Anyway, I''ve killed Zhao Yong. Killing one is killing, and killing two is killing, and if I kill you here, no one will know that I succeeded?" Ye Feng pressed step by step without letting him go.

    This person will not die. Once Zhao Tianle is prepared, there will be endless trouble in the future.

    "Damn it, Ye Feng, do you really think I''m afraid of you!" knowing that things can''t be done well, Zhao Huo looked angry under Ye Feng''s mocking eyes.

    "Not afraid, then come!"

    Ye Feng shouted lightly.

    Zhao Huo''s expression became very dignified. He knew very well that the two sides were in an endless situation. Today''s war was either Ye Feng''s death or Zhao Huo''s death.

    "OK, then I will help you!" after a roar, his short sword waved a sharp wind and stabbed Ye Feng.

    The sword had a faint flash, and the sharp sound of breaking the air spread tens of meters away.

    Martial arts!

    Snake out of the hole!

    The combat method of using internal strength and physical strength to attack and kill the enemy is martial arts. Zhao Huo still has the strength to fight back. The biggest reliance is that he has cultivated martial arts.

    Even if it is only the inferior martial arts of the Yellow rank such as the basic sword technique, only a few children in Zhaojiazhuang are qualified to learn. Just like Zhao Yong, he is not qualified to practice martial arts.

    Once the martial arts are used, the power is greatly improved. It is difficult for people who do not know the martial arts to resist. In particular, Zhao Huo still holds a weapon in his hand. Although he just saw that Ye Feng is powerful and moves quickly, Zhao Huo will not think he has no chance to kill Ye Feng.

    Although Ye Feng got a Book of "beast king fist" from the unruly girl, he didn''t have time to practice, so at the moment, he can only deal with Zhao Huo''s attack with ordinary moves.

    His eyes were fixed on the dagger from the assassination.

    Since swallowing many herbs, Ye Feng''s perception has been sharp several times. At this time, Zhao Huo is a fierce beast in his eyes.

    These days, Ye Feng has dealt with many beasts, even the monster flame tiger. Although those beasts are fierce and powerful, it is not difficult to kill them as long as they can find their weaknesses.

    At the moment when Zhao Huo''s dagger stabbed, Ye Feng started.

    Without much consideration, relying entirely on intuition, Ye Feng punched and rushed up obliquely along the gap in Zhao Huo''s move.

    The sword with sharp sword light was compared with the plain fist, but the result was unexpected. One side avoided Zhao Huo''s blade, and Ye Feng''s fist hit Zhao Huo''s rib from an incredible angle.

    "Bang!"

    His chest was almost cracked. Zhao Huo''s face turned pale in an instant. His body lost its center of gravity and staggered back. His two eyes stared at Ye Feng, showing an unbelievable look.

    He couldn''t understand why Ye Feng suddenly became so powerful?

    "Impossible, how can you defeat me! A few days ago, you awakened a martial vein, and I, who was the triple peak of samurai several years ago, immediately entered the fourth level of blood exchange, and I also practiced martial arts..." Zhao Huo''s face was twisted, and his eyes showed extremely frightened eyes.

    "You must have got an adventure? Did you find any genius treasure in the big black forest?"

    "Want to know?" Ye Feng smiled and walked towards him step by step, "but do you think I''ll tell you?"

    Zhao Huo''s body kept retreating, tripped over a stone and fell to the ground. His face became more pale, "don''t, don''t kill me, Ye Feng, don''t kill me. I''ll listen to you in the future. Don''t kill me..."

    "If I had known today, why should I have?" Ye Feng''s fists sank and hit the ground heavily, and the ground suddenly cracked.

    Just as Zhao Huo was secretly glad that he didn''t hit him, an uncontrollable force came from under him and rushed his body into the air.

    Ye Feng''s mouth on the opposite side was hooked, and his fists were crazy like a rainstorm.

    "Bang, bang, Bang..."

    Each punch made Ye Feng feel inexplicably excited, and the surging force broke out, giving him a feeling of great joy. With each hit of his fist on Zhao Huo, a heat flow would flow through his meridians, just like when he stepped on Zhao Yong just now.

    After absorbing this heat flow, the golden seed in the Dantian began to crack slightly at the top of the seed, giving rise to the feeling of a second bud.

    "Can this eternal pulse grow by killing other martial artists?"

    Inadvertently, a strange flash flashed through Ye Feng''s heart, and a frightening idea rose up

    ……

    "Hand in all the collected herbs."

    On the threshing ground, Zhao Tianle, who had a big belly, stood smiling, while Zhao Qi opened his throat and shouted.

    The servants of the Zhao family set up a long table on which large round dustpans were placed. These dustpans are made of bamboo strips. They are usually used to dry dates and medicine.

    At this time, except Zhao Huo, Zhao Yong and Ye Feng, the other members of the medicine gathering team sent out came back.

    They put down the medicine basket and handed in the medicine. An old man with a goatee distinguished the year and rarity of each medicine, then weighed it with a small scale, and then recorded it in the account.

    "Deacon, this is the harvest of Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong. They have something else to do. They entrust me to send the herbs back first." one of the drug collectors took out three medicine baskets.

    "Yes." Zhao Tianle nodded tacitly.

    What are Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong doing? He naturally knows in his heart.