Chapter 1260

"Mr. long, how do you feel that the idea is coming together?"

Seeing the old man in purple shirt, the strong man stepped forward and slapped him on the shoulder to calm his face.

"It's just a little restraint in the attribute of Gongfa!"

The old man in purple shirt patted his hands a few times, and the purple flame that could burn people to ashes in an instant went out immediately. Moreover, the flame seemed to only burn the old man's sleeve, but his wrist and forearm looked harmless.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly saw a strange pattern tattooed on the old man's small arm. The pattern seemed to be two words, very similar to the nameless formula given to Ye Feng by Bai Yongquan last time. Ye Feng could vaguely recognize one of the words - "mountain"

"mountain?" Looking at the words in the old man's wrist, Ye Feng was surprised. Is it the word "moving mountain"?

When he killed yuan qiumu in the tomb, he said that the name of the unknown formula Ye Feng practiced was "Dayu Jue". It was Dayu Jue that made him enter the realm of the unity of man and nature many times with the appearance of invincible evil. Then his martial arts cultivation continued to break through, and he had the reputation of suppressing the younger generation.

In fact, Ye Feng knows that his talent is not high. Before his death, yuan qiumu said that all the people who practice Dayu Jue will be hunted down by the mountain moving people, and Ye Feng will not escape.

"Boy, let me try your weight again today!"

When the enemy met, he was very jealous. When he saw Ye Feng in front of him, the tiger skin man suddenly stepped out and directly cracked the grass under his feet. He rushed to Ye Feng.

"My weight, I'm afraid you'll kill you!"

Seeing that the comer is fierce, Ye Feng dares to fight back. At this time, a layer of ice suddenly spreads on the strong man's leg, which suddenly condenses the strong man's steps. At this time, Ye Feng grabs the opportunity to fly forward and blows the person in front of him with a heavy blow.

This fist does not retain the strength at all. The congenital supreme strength is fully opened, which directly blows the man out. The strength is so great that you can vaguely hear the men's cheekbones creaking. The man's body shape is like a shell, which directly smashes into the ruins.

"Enough!"

After a while, the strong man in front of him wiped a hand from the ruins. It seemed that he was not hurt by Ye Feng's fist power at all. He moved his hand slightly on the neck bone and broke his head straight. Then he clapped his hands heavily, opened his momentum and rushed to Ye Feng again.

Seeing that long Ying joined hands with Ye Feng, the old man in purple shirt just moved. Chunyangzi stepped in front of him. He opened his heart and said, "old man, your opponent should be me!"

"Hum , arrogant "

the old man in purple shirt said with disdain, and they were fighting together in an instant.

Just after Ye Feng and others made the first move, the courtyard in front of them was in chaos. Most of them were busy running for their lives, while Ye Feng's only martial arts masters were trying their best to hold down the people in front of them.

chunyangzi, longying, Yanzong and liuxueer had their own opponents, while Sikong Yanbo, yinglao and Hulao were struggling to support them Yin men, Tian Lei Bao and Bai Zhang Zhai have their own leading experts who come forward to hold them down.

After all, this is the battle of the master, not belonging to the level of martial arts master. They are all fleeing quickly.

The two sides were fighting in the Tibetan sword peak. From time to time, there were bursts of thunder coming from the top of the mountain.

In terms of numbers, Ye Feng and others are not inferior to each other, or even a little more. After all, there are a lot of people from different sects today, and almost all of them are led by the master. It seems that as long as Ye Feng and Chun Yangzi can hold back the two first-class inborn supremacy, the old man in purple shirt and the strong man in tiger skin, they have a good chance of winning.

However, Ye Feng knows that this is the case that the girl in the sedan chair didn't make a move. If the person in the sedan chair makes a move, it's estimated that they are not enough to be pinched by others.

Think of here, Ye Feng scrupulously took a look at the sedan chair on the roof, stepped forward to kick the tiger skin strong man, and then pulled the Dragon shadow who still had to work, whispered: "go, let Rongrong take you, leave from the cliff of the back mountain!"

"Brother, if we can win, why should we run away?" Long Ying asked suspiciously.

"Fool, the man in the sedan chair hasn't done it yet. He's not an ordinary man. I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to escape when he does it!"

Ye Feng directly picked up the Dragon shadow, threw it to yurongrong's side and said, "escape, walk from the foot of the mountain, where there is a car to meet you!"

Yu Rongrong looks at the same thing, and Ye Feng nods and pulls the Dragon shadow to the mountain gate. With her strange spirit, she should be able to hear the words of Ye Feng. Everyone runs from the top of the mountain, and they will run from the cliff.

After watching the Dragon shadow leave, liuxueer and Yanzong also begin to fight and retreat. The people of inner martial arts begin to withdraw from the war. In an instant, the pressure of Ye Feng and others starts to fight.

"None of you want to leave!"

The tiger skin strong man on one side is like an iron tower that can't be broken. He climbs out of the ruins again and runs towards Ye Feng.Looking at the strong man in front of him who can't break away, Ye Feng's eyes glared and his heart was inflamed,

"even if you are an iron pimple today, I will blow you up with one blow!" Ye Feng gave a loud drink, and his fist power was dyed black and purple, as if the heaven and earth had some faint authority.

"Purple fire!"

Ye Feng gave a big drink, and his fists came out through his body, just like a flamethrower. He hit the strong man heavily.

"Well done!"

Tiger skin strong man looked at the fist, his face was grinning, his arms were crossed, and his body was covered with a touch of white light, as hard as Jinming iron stone to resist the strength of Shangye Feng's fist.

"Boom!" After all, Ziyan and other people dare not stop the fire, and ye yikong and others don't dare to fight each other.

Those who can't escape, no matter what part of the body, as long as it is touched with a trace, it will be like being rubbed on the edge of butter by a soldering iron, and disappear in an instant.

Some of the more unfortunate people can't dodge, and even turn into fly ash before they even send out the call for help.

Ye Feng's fist directly broke the balance of the crowd. The people around them were shocked when they saw the scene. The purple flame was like a cloud of fire, which separated the two groups directly. Under Ye Feng's power, no one dared to step forward.

In front of him, a big pit was suddenly burned out, and from time to time the charcoal turned into magma left behind. In this way, the strong man with tiger skin at the bottom of the pit still stood at the bottom of the pit unharmed.

"Ha ha, ziyanhuo deserves its reputation, but in my way, it still has a bad taste!"

I saw a faint white light under the strong man's skin, which must be the reason why the strong man has this abnormal fighting ability.

Then the strong man took a deep breath, and the white light slowly disappeared under his skin.