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"It's me!"

Wu Haotian answered loudly, his tone still containing a rage that overflowed into the heavens, "You scum, I've finally found you!"

"Ugh …" Ye Feng's face changed slightly, his eyebrows knitted together, thinking in his heart: Damn, could it be that this idiot has been looking for me this whole time? So vengeful, so petty!

"Puchi …" The furious Wu Haotian stared at Ye Feng, and suddenly he laughed, and then mocked: "You dregs, after stealing my Profound Spirit Liquid, your cultivation broke through one level, and you think you are invincible? "Haha, it's so funny!"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up. He did not feel guilty, and his face was not red, because what he said was the truth. It was just that these idiots did not understand.

Kacha, Wu Haotian tapped his finger once, no longer mocking him, and his face instantly darkened. Killing intent flashed in his eyes, his face changing color faster than a book, he arrogantly said: "Scum, how do you want to die? Should I blow your head off with a single punch, or crush your dantian with a single stomp? In any case, if you die here, no one will care! "

Ye Feng was so angry that he stretched out his finger to hook onto him, and said arrogantly: "Idiot, come, if you have the ability, then beat me to death!"

The peak Martial Disciple, however, possessed the strength of a normal profound practitioner at the seventh level of the Martial Cultivator. Even though it was not enough to defeat the Wu Haotian at the Martial Disciple level, Ye Feng still had the Chaotic Dragon Cauldron, and he had even activated the first divine ability, so Wu Haotian was not afraid!

In the worst case scenario, both sides would suffer!

"You're courting death!" Wu Haotian was completely enraged by Ye Feng's violent temper. His face contorted as he roared and rushed towards Ye Feng.

His speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng's face darkened, without any hesitation, he instantly stepped out of the Phantom Step, transforming into a shadow as he retreated quickly.

"Phantom Step Proficiency realm? "Hmph …" Wu Haotian laughed coldly, "You won't be able to run away from me here!"

With that, his cultivation exploded, causing the Profound Qi to move as fast as the wind, closing in on Ye Feng in an instant. Without any hesitation, he smashed his palm onto the back of Ye Feng's head.

Feeling the sharp Profound Qi nearing, Ye Feng's face darkened. Clenching his teeth, the Mudra in his hand pinched the air, he turned around and welcomed it with a palm strike: "Mountain Pushing Palm!"

"Mountain Pushing Palm? Level of Mastery? " Wu Haotian sneered, and directly sent a palm out to meet it, "You're courting death!"

Boom.

The next moment, the two palms collided. The sound of a deep explosion mixed with the sound of rolling stones.

A terrifying force flowed through Ye Feng's palm into his body, causing his internal organs and lungs to be severely affected.

Bang.

Ye Feng flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, and ruthlessly struck the stone wall. Blood could not help but trickle out of the corner of his mouth.

The layer was like a mountain, although Ye Feng and Wu Haotian's cultivation level was not far apart, the difference in strength was like heaven and earth. Even when Ye Feng used his martial arts, he could not withstand Wu Haotian's simple Rage Fist.

"Scum, how is it?" Are you still being arrogant? " Wu Haotian laughed sinisterly.

"Ha ha!" However, Ye Feng laughed loudly, "Idiot, being beaten up by you until there's no pain at all, is it because you don't have the ability? Or kidney deficiency? "

Even though he said that, in truth, Ye Feng's entire right arm was about to be broken from the impact, and his five visceras and six lungs suffered many injuries.

"You're courting death!" Wu Haotian was so angry that he looked like an angry leopard.

Crack.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed past his hand, followed by a majestic energy wave that surged towards the Profound Qi.

"Rushing Thunder Fist?" Ye Feng's face changed.

He had long heard that the reason why Wu Haotian was able to become one of the top disciples of the outer sect was because of the Rushing Thunder Fist he practiced.

He had already trained this low-grade Morning rank martial skill to Obscure Realm, and its power was extremely terrifying.

"Rushing Thunder Fist!" Sure enough, Wu Haotian shouted out and threw a punch at Ye Feng.

BOOM!

Explosions sounded in the air as lightning flashed. Bolts of lightning coiled around his fist. It was incomparably terrifying, and even if he were to hit the ten thousand jin boulder, it would still be smashed to pieces.

Ye Feng did not dare to be negligent, his eyes darkened, and his hand quickly formed a seal. He raised his foot abruptly and took a step forward: "Nine Steps of Heavenly Path, first step!"

Buzz.

The air hummed as the entire cave shook. An enormous energy descended from the sky, as if an invisible, terrifying footprint was stepping on it.

"It's this move again?!" The corner of Wu Haotian's mouth curled into a sneer, and his Rushing Thunder Fist shot towards the sky.

Boom.

In the blink of an eye, the two terrifying energies collided with a roar. The cave collapsed, and the ground cracked apart.

Puff.

Ye Feng spat out blood, and his eyes started bleeding.

As expected, the cultivation at the peak of Martial Disciple was just barely holding against the power of the Eighth Level. Coupled with the fact that Wu Haotian had already practiced the Rushing Thunder Fist to the extreme, not only did Ye Feng not exhaust his opponent, he had instead suffered a serious backlash.

"Ha ha!" Wu Haotian laughed complacently, "Scum, the Nine Steps of Heavenly Path that you were so proud of has been shattered by me, what other skills do you have? If you don't, you're dead. "

The Nine Steps of Heavenly Path was indeed a martial skill that Ye Feng was proud of, because just the first step was already extremely powerful. Back then, he had also relied on this martial skill to become the number one martial skill in the Outer Sect, even though he had not completely mastered the first step.

"If I had reached the entry level with my first step, then I wouldn't have been so thoroughly defeated just now!" Ye Feng thought in his heart as his face revealed traces of helplessness.

Seeing the expression on Ye Feng's face, killing intent flashed in Wu Haotian's eyes, as though he had won within, and said indifferently: It looks like you have exhausted all your abilities, then you can die!

Ye Feng bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of Blood Essence. He then formed a strange and complicated handprint on his hands: "Idiot, who's going to die is not certain yet!"

Seeing that, Wu Haotian shook his head and sneered: "Trash, even if you struggle to the death, it's useless!"

Ye Feng scrunched his face, and activated the Profound Strength from every cell in his body. He tapped on the space between his eyebrows and said softly: "Golden Dragon, come out!"

Swoosh.

A ray of golden light flew out from between Ye Feng's brows. With a flash of golden light, it transformed into a small snake that was the size of a thumb.

"Hahaha!" Seeing that, Wu Haotian was startled at first, then laughed out loud: "Is that also a dragon? Bastard, are you kidding me? I think this is a tadpole! "

Seeing "Little Gold Dragon", Ye Feng felt a little embarrassed when he heard Wu Haotian's words, because "Little Gold Dragon" really did look like a small tadpole. However, Ye Feng would never laugh at Xiao Jin Long's terrifying strength, because this was the first ability that the Chaotic Dragon Cauldron had activated.

"Idiot, if you want to laugh then laugh. Later on, you won't even be able to cry!" Ye Feng gasped.

"Haha, you want to scare me with just a small tadpole? Not mentioning that it is a dragon, even if it is a dragon, I can still easily crush it. " Wu Haotian looked down on everyone and said.

"Idiot, then pinch and see!" Ye Feng shouted coldly, pointed forward, and said: "Golden Dragon, go!"

Xiao Jin Long rushed towards Wu Haotian.

Wu Haotian sneered, as if he did not care at all …

Aooo!

However, just at that moment, the little golden dragon let out a dragon's roar. Boundless pressure spread out, and the sky and earth started to buzz.

"What?"

Wu Haotian could no longer laugh, his expression immediately changed and a heavy sense of danger came from the bottom of his feet. Without much time to think, he formed a seal with his hand, used the Rushing Thunder Fist, and threw out a punch.