Chapter 1101

"Damn it, this boy has become a lot stronger. The inheritance of this ancient holy land is so extraordinary!" Looking at this scene, Liao Tianxing's heart is full of confusion and confusion, and also full of jealousy.

But at the moment, he couldn't bear to think much. He stretched out his hand and buckled it on the string. His internal power surged and he shot three arrows again. These three arrows are closely linked, and their power is more powerful than before. They seem to destroy all enemies.

"Fight Ye Lingfeng yelled out loud, fearless, bullied himself and hit three arrows with another fist.

This time, the result is exactly the same as the previous one. Although the three arrows are fired repeatedly, they are incomparable in power, but after touching Ye Lingfeng's fist, they are still broken, and the surging internal force quickly turns into nothingness.

"How can this happen? I'm a sharp arrow. Even in the middle of heaven level, I don't fall behind. How can I train a boy in the later stage of prefecture level! What secret art did he perform? Is this the inheritance of the holy land? " The four arrows were broken by Ye Lingfeng one after another. Although Liao Tianxing was not hurt, his face was white and his eyes were full of shock.

As a heaven level master, his vision is naturally much better than that of ordinary ancient martial arts practitioners. Soon he found that ye Lingfeng's hand is very strange, especially his accurate grasp of power.

It was almost the same as the young ghost he met when he entered the holy land of the ancient gods. Although he was not as rebellious as the ghost, he was already distracted.

In this situation, he had no doubt that everything Ye Lingfeng did now was inherited from the holy land.

"I've already picked up your four arrows, now it's your turn to pick me up!" At this time, ye Lingfeng had already started to fight. After a long smile, he suddenly jumped up and, like a big bird in mid air, put heavy pressure on Liao Tianxing.

The body leaps up, the fighting spirit is vigorous, like a towering mountain across the sky, with unparalleled power, which makes people and gods unable to be peaceful.

Without any hesitation, Liao Tianxing put out his hand to block the long bow forward. He wanted to use the elasticity of the long bow with deep-sea Cobra tendons in his hand to block Ye Lingfeng. It was like a move to destroy the dead.

Creak! When his body was pressed down, the long bow suddenly made a sound that made his teeth ache. Then he began to bend violently at an incredible angle, even bending Liao Tianxing's body.

To such an extent! Feeling the huge force that comes back along the long bow, Liao Tianxing feels cold in his heart. He is an ancient martial arts practitioner in the early days of the heaven level, and he is about to buy the middle days of the heaven level, while his opponent is just in the late days of the prefecture level.

But now, at the beginning of a day, he was bowed down by Ye Lingfeng's later offensive. What does that mean?

There is a great gap between the ancient martial arts practitioners in different realms of strength. It's like a step. If you go up one stone step, you will stand one head higher than the person standing on the next stone step. Now he is standing two stone steps higher than ye Lingfeng. He has achieved absolute suppression, but now he can't lift his head because of the opposite pressure.

As a super strong man, Liao Tianxing is also a very conceited man, but now he is beginning to doubt his ability. As a reclusive family, it's not surprising that it's in such a situation that its inside information is beyond ordinary people and its realm is far superior.

What's more shocking to Liao Tianxing is that after a long time, ye Lingfeng didn't show any signs of exhaustion, and he was still showing a rising trend, and the bow that he resisted became more and more fierce.

How could that be? Why is that? His strength is so strong that now he is only in the later stage of the prefecture level. If he grows to the sky level, how amazing will his combat power be? If it wasn't for the long bow to resist and be hit directly by this blow, wouldn't it be crushed directly into meat sauce?

Liao Tianxing's face is gloomy. In front of Ye Lingfeng's vigorous fighting spirit, he has completely lost his fighting spirit. He doesn't feel that he can defeat the other party at all. And at this moment of the fight, with this heart of depression, the result is naturally disastrous.

Click! Click! Without waiting for Liao Tianxing to get rid of this low mood, a few dull clicks came down his ear. Although the sound was slight, it came into his ear like thunder.

Then, he found that the long bow he raised was extremely curved at the moment, and several cracks began to appear along the bow body, and the cracks continued to crack at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang! It's just a few breaths. The handle with deep-sea Cobra tendons can almost be regarded as a long bow to the top, whether it's firm or flexible. It broke under the gaze of Liao Tianxing.

Boom! Liao's vigorous and irresistible force is like a force that can't be pulled out.

Liao Tianxing's face changed dramatically, and his cheek completely faded. He wanted to escape from here, but the powerful force released by Ye Lingfeng made him unable to breathe. No matter how he moved, he couldn't move a cent.Bang! Helpless, Liao Tianxing can only watch ye Lingfeng's two fists fall from the air like a heavy hammer, and then hit him on the head like a heavy hammer.

There was no star in his eyes or any sound. Liao Tianxing felt that his head was like a rotten watermelon being run over by a high-speed wheel. With a dull sound, it was out of shape and turned into fly ash.

"At the beginning of the sky level, that's all!" At the same time, ye Lingfeng suddenly fell to the ground, five fingers suddenly pinched, eyes full of war, with an indescribable super confident tone, light way.

Tian Ji, ye Lingfeng killed Tian Ji's master?

When ye Lingfeng kills Liao Tianxing, Tian Yifan just wakes up from fainting. When he sees that Liao Tianxing's head is broken like a rotten watermelon, his upper front teeth can't help biting the tip of his tongue.

If it wasn't for the hot and humid blood with the smell of fishy and salty, which spilled on his face, he almost thought that the scene in front of him was just an illusion he saw in the faint.

In fact, it's not only Tian Yifan. If there are other ancient martial arts practitioners here, they will feel that all this is too unreal. It's like an incredible dream.