Chapter 869

Stepping on the challenge arena, one step at a time, it felt like thunder, shaking people's heads. Just after the seven sounds, ye Lingfeng had approached Li Tianming, and suddenly turned around. With the power of twisting around his waist, he waved his right hand to Li Tianming's neck.

As soon as Li Tianming saw Ye Lingfeng's fierce attack, he felt that what he was facing was not a human being, but a roaring tiger. It seemed that he could smell the fishy wind in his nose.

Good boy! In his heart, Li Tianming thought of moving. He raised his one hand, lifted his heel off the ground, and slightly twisted his waist to form a bow pulling posture. His internal power poured into his right arm, such as a sharp arrow stretching the bowstring, and the right hand of Ye Lingfeng in the middle.

Shit! The old man's physical strength did not decrease with the increase of years!

As soon as the two hands touched each other, ye Lingfeng suddenly felt that with his right wrist as a dot, a strong sense of numbness swept across every bone, joint, and even blood in the blood vessels of the whole body. His blood and blood were constantly surging, and his ventricles were shaking violently. All the viscera between the chest and abdomen had the illusion of coming out of the mouth.

Especially the right hand, whose skeleton was severely numb, made Ye Lingfeng feel that if he was touched by the high voltage current of tens of thousands of volts, the whole right arm seemed not his own.

Ye Lingfeng is not easy, but Li Tianming is not easy either.

Although in blocking Ye Lingfeng's right hand, because of the previous warning, he was ready to solve the strong momentum with four or two strokes.

But he forgot one thing, that is, four Liang can pull a thousand jin, but not ten thousand jin. Ye Lingfeng's palm fell down, which made him feel like a hill pressing on his head. Although his right arm blocked Ye Lingfeng's attack, the stinging pain of his bones made him understand that the bones of his little arm were broken.

Li Tianming really can't figure out where ye Lingfeng, a little guy at the top of the mysterious level, has such a great power. That kind of strong physical pressure almost made him doubt whether ye Lingfeng was a humanoid beast specializing in physical life.

Poof! Although struggling to support, ye Lingfeng finally failed to support. A dull voice, like the roar of a wild animal, came out along his chest. His internal organs turned and gushed, and then the smell of blood rose, and the blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

Li Tianming's use of force to play this hand is too clever, far more than any opponent Ye Lingfeng met before. Although only arms intersect, but the spread of residual force, but it is the shock of the whole body of Ye Lingfeng, a little force, the whole body suffer.

Even ye Lingfeng felt that if he had not gone through the second bone cutting and marrow washing, he could not say that Li Tianming's blow would have displaced the viscera. At that time, what they spit out is not blood, but fragments of viscera.

Although he suffered a lot, ye Lingfeng did not resent Li Tianming and even admired him. Because he is more and more sure that Li Tianming's cultivation is absolutely above the top of the Xuanji level, and even has surpassed the prefecture level.

But he was such a master. When he was fighting with him, he controlled his internal power at the top of Xuan level. Therefore, ye Lingfeng is injured. He can't blame Li Tianming for his ruthlessness. He can only blame himself for his poor skills.

"Do you have the power of the first World War?" After shaking his arms, Li Tianming looks at Ye Lingfeng and laughs. Although Ye Lingfeng didn't feel very well, he thought that under that blow, ye Lingfeng would never have the power to fight again.

"What about the war?" Ye Lingfeng looks up with a smile, suddenly clenches his fists, and then naturally runs the mystery of home care, constantly moistening the internal organs created by the concussion with magic power. Just after a short time, he feels that his internal organs have been improved. Although it has not reached its heyday, the power of the first World War is still there.

Gee! Feeling the breath of Ye Lingfeng's body after the operation, Li Tianming's smile suddenly appeared, and then his eyes showed a color of surprise, such as thinking of something incredible.

"Old man, take it!" But before Li Tianming could make a sound, ye Lingfeng roared like a mad tiger and rushed towards Li Tianming. When he rushed out, his mana swam all over his body and his blood was full of vitality, like a war machine.

The third step of the walk through the clouds is naturally used by him. His body is like a butterfly swimming in the flowers. He is very natural and unrestrained, but the strength brought by each step is very strong.

Every step made the whole arena tremble violently. What's more amazing is that although his steps seem to have no trace after stepping on the arena, they blow out one by one under the strong wind.

Not only that, but now ye Lingfeng has made up his mind, no longer using any small Kung Fu, but beating Li Tianming with the most common straight fist.

Li Tianming did not expect that ye Lingfeng could still show such terrible fighting power after he was hit by his own method of fighting with force. Moreover, the means he took were like Wu Ganqi's torture.

The fury of the attack made his eyes slightly awe inspiring. For the first time in his life, he wanted to avoid. But he knew that he had no chance to escape now. He could only step down with his feet and plunge into the ground of the challenge arena. Then, with one move of both hands, he put forward the momentum of Taiji and pulled his whole body with internal force. He had to use four or two strokes to defuse Ye Lingfeng's attack.Although he suffered a small loss just now, Li Tianming has absolute confidence in his hand. Once upon a time, he was besieged by four masters. He used the secret skill to shake the four masters with his hands.

Bang! As soon as Li Tianming is ready, ye Lingfeng is like a high-speed locomotive. When his chest hits Li Tianming.

No! His hands just covered Ye Lingfeng's right fist, and a stabbing pain came from his palm, which made Li Tianming feel bad. He knew that this was not the sinister method Ye Lingfeng used to put a needle arm on his arm. It was the feeling that ye Lingfeng felt when he poured with great force, and his inner strength erupted along his pores and touched his palm.

Without any hesitation, Li Tianming's feet and body twist. He wants to pull Ye Lingfeng, the roaring locomotive, away from the track and let him rush out of the challenge arena under the impact of brute force.

But what he didn't expect was that when he was ready to twist his hand, ye Lingfeng's five fingers were like iron hoops, holding his right arm tightly, no matter how he pulled it.