"Well……"

Meng Long, who was embedded in the wall, rolled his eyes, his facial muscles were beating, he was foaming at the mouth, and he was covered in blood. The walls around him were covered with spider-like cracks... Meng Long's whole body was like a piece of

The tiles are usually embedded deeply into the wall, making it impossible to move...

Looking at Meng Long who had been turned into a specimen, many of the remaining masters in Xiyuan involuntarily took a breath of cold air and looked at each other. A master can be deeply embedded into the wall with one palm. In this short time,

What happened to Lin Feng in the past few days?

With an expressionless expression, Lin Feng stepped on the gravel and rubble and slowly approached Meng Long, and said coldly.

"Bring out the antidote."

"No... no antidote..."

"Oh, then go die."

Lin Feng punched Meng Long hard on the chest with an expressionless expression. There was a loud noise, and the cracks on the wall behind Meng Long spread quickly. Meng Long was struck deeper by this sharp punch, and his eyes flashed.

Staring, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs, and weakly lowered his head...

Looking coldly at the half-dead Meng Long, Lin Feng slowly turned around and walked towards the teaching building with an expressionless face. Before he took a few steps, he knelt down with a thud and gasped for breath. Yin Yu was worried.

said:

"Sure enough... it's still too reluctant to use the Nine Sun Divine Palm now. I told you not to act recklessly. It will cause too much damage to the body."

During the huge riot in Tianwu Pavilion, Lin Feng received the inspiration from Ling Yueyong, understood the principles of martial arts, combined the Nine Yang Divine Art and the essence of the monument pusher, and created a palm technique of his own. This palm technique,

Lin Feng calls it: Nine Yang Divine Palm!

The monument pusher itself is a palm technique that focuses on critical strikes, which places high demands on the body. However, the monument pusher that incorporates the Nine Yang Divine Art has an even stronger impact on the body, and consumes a huge amount of physical energy.

Such a palm almost exhausted Lin Fengquan's energy

Although he has no physical strength, Lin Feng is very satisfied with the destructive power he has created. This move can kill a master in one blow, and it can definitely be used as a trump card to save his life. If he improves and becomes more proficient, he may be able to use it to his full potential.

The power will be even more terrifying!

Looking at Lin Feng who was lying on the ground panting, everyone in Xiyuan looked at each other, and a strong man from Xiyuan frowned and said:

"Lin Feng seems to have reached the end of his strength?"

"Absolutely, take action now, take advantage of his weakness and kill him!" Another strong man from Xiyuan made a cutting movement.

The four Xiyuan strongmen looked at each other, nodded, and pounced on Lin Feng almost simultaneously. Looking at the Xiyuan people who were rushing towards them like hungry wolves, Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, and he took out two Qi-increasing pills from his pocket.

Dan threw it into his mouth and swallowed it, preparing to fight to the death...

"Shua, shua!!!"

Just when Lin Feng was preparing to fight for his life, two bursts of silver light suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by bursts of fierce wind pressure, and fell on the four people without hesitation. A long scratch mark appeared on the clothes of the four people, and blood instantly appeared.

With a splash, the four of them screamed almost simultaneously and fell to the side like geese with broken wings.

A white shadow slowly descended from the sky, blocking Lin Feng's body, and said coquettishly:

"You didn't tell me when you woke up. It's really too much."

"Haha, I don't dare to disturb you, your Nine Yin White Bone Claws can kill people..." Looking at Ling Yueyong who was standing in front of him, Lin Feng shook his head helplessly and said.

Ling Yueyong rolled her eyes at Lin Feng. A trace of blush appeared on her face. Although the retreat in Tianwu Pavilion these past few days almost caused a disaster, the result of the several days of kissing and tempering was that Ling Yueyong

Mastered the martial arts unique skill Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and Lin Feng realized the Nine Yang Divine Palm...

"Who are you to disturb our Yingwu Pavilion?" Many students from Xiyuan surrounded Ling Yueyong and Lifanuo with steel rods in their hands, shouting fiercely.

"Haha, Parrot Pavilion? The parrot should go back to its cage and stay there, and stop making noises!" Ling Yueyong slowly spread his paws and sneered.

The students in Xiyuan looked at each other and looked at each other. No one dared to be the first to eat crabs. Zhao Bodong shouted angrily:

"Come on, you losers! Can this bitch still eat you? Beat me!"

Under Zhao Bodong's yelling and scolding, the students from Xiyuan gritted their teeth and rushed forward. Ling Yueyong smiled slightly and suddenly thrust out a claw from the air, grabbing Zhao Bodong as if tearing the space apart. Several students quickly blocked it.

When he came up, he was instantly knocked aside by the fierce claw wind, and there were five bloody claw marks on his chest...

"Drink!"

A Xiyuan student hit Ling Yueyong's back hard with a stick. Ling Yueyong's eyes turned cold. He grabbed the iron stick with his backhand and slashed it with the other hand, cutting the iron stick into pieces. The student's face was horrified and he quickly let go.

He opened the iron rod and retreated quickly. One person retreated, and the other students quickly followed suit. Ling Yueyong snorted coldly and murmured:

"You hit someone and then ran away. How can anything in this world be so cheap?"

As he said that, Ling Yueyong's body turned into a swift shadow, and he shuttled back and forth several times among the crowd of students in Xiyuan. At the same time, he drew out waves of sharp claw wind. Wherever Ling Yueyong passed, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Xiyuan

The students vomited blood and retreated wildly. In just a few seconds, the ground was covered with students from Xiyuan lying in a mess. They were struggling painfully, squirting, and the blood was shocking...

"Ghost, ghost!"

Looking at Ling Yueyong who had eliminated hundreds of Yingwu Pavilion students almost in an instant, Zhao Bodong could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and ran away in fear. Ling Yueyong snorted lightly, tapped the ground with his toes, and caught up with him like a ghost.

Ling Yueyong's claw cut off half of the concrete lamppost on the roadside, like cutting tofu, without any pause...

"Rare..."

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Before Zhao Bodong could say anything begging for mercy, Ling Yueyong's claws danced wildly on Zhao Bodong's body like a whirlwind. Zhao Bodong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he fell heavily to the ground covered in blood, vomiting blood, while

Staring at Ling Yueyong with vicious eyes, he finally tilted his head and fainted from the severe pain and fear.

"call……"

Ling Yueyong stood in the garden filled with Xiyuan students and breathed out a sigh of relief. At this moment, she looked like a girl with the God of Death...

"As expected of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, its power is so terrifying..." Lin Feng nodded and sighed.

"Your Nine Sun Divine Palm is also amazingly powerful, but don't say I owe you anything." Ling Yueyong rolled her eyes at Lin Feng and said.

"Crash!!!"

Suddenly, a guy covered in blood broke through the glass window and rolled out. He fell to the ground and was dying. It was Wang Juntao. At the same time, Xia Feichi jumped down from the air with the rain of glass, and stepped hard on the ground.

Wang Juntao squirted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Hmph, what's so great about the four masters? Let me take care of you..." Xia Feichi, who was also covered in blood, said panting.

"Lao Xia, you did a good job. Thank you for your hard work while we were away." Looking at Xia Feichi who was covered in blood, Lin Feng said apologetically.

"Lin Feng?"

Xia Feichi stared blankly at Lin Feng. After a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief, punched Lin Feng on the shoulder, and cursed:

"You are finally back. I was almost tricked by you bastard! ... Did you do this?" Xia Feichi pointed blankly at Meng Long who was embedded in the wall and the Xiyuan members on the floor.

"Haha, don't worry about so much, there are still two guys." Lin Feng smiled slightly.

"In the building, they are chasing Xia Feiyu and the others."

"Haha, okay. I want to see who is the prey..." Ling Yueyong raised his eyebrows and said coldly. Looking at Lin Feng and Ling Yueyong who had almost the same expression, Xia Feichi shuddered involuntarily.
Chapter completed!