"Your hand should be crippled now!"
Wang Zhen Tian was shocked that Ye Qingfeng could actually injure his fist.
But, surely the opponent was even more severely injured.
Wang Zhen Tian is now in the realm of a High-level War Master.
In the sa realm, his physical strength.
Could be said to be invincible.
Ye Qingfeng’s Martial Arts Realm.
From his perception.
It was just a tad inferior.
He couldn’t believe that in this small Heishui City, soone could have a physical strength that surpassed his own.
"I don’t feel anything!"
Ye Qingfeng squeezed his fist.
A curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at Wang Zhen Tian, his eyes were filled with contempt.
How could Wang Zhen Tian endure such humiliation?
"Again!"
Boom!
Wang Zhen Tian’s spiritual power erupted.
His entire body seed to swell a bit.
The originally firm muscles now looked even more terrifying.
Like a devilish muscular man with knotted muscles.
Thud!
Wang Zhen Tian stomped on the ground.
Cracking the floor directly.
His fist also pierced through the wind, attacking like a violent storm.
This ti, the sound in the air turned into a muffled explosion.
"Never seen anyone as stupid as you."
Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly.
His entire aura suddenly surged.
The fist struck like a teor.
This punch was simple and unadorned, yet incredibly powerful, like an ancient beast awakening.
But the montum it gave was like a teor crashing to the earth.
That kind of violence.
No one could withstand it.
"Bang!"
The huge sound was like a bomb hitting a mountain.
Every glass item in the entire venue shattered loudly.
Everyone’s eardrums humd.
And Wang Zhen Tian also let out a miserable scream.
Blood spurted from his fist.
The skin was torn, and bones shattered.
The power Ye Qingfeng could unleash was sothing even a Peak Martial Artist may not be able to withstand, let alone Wang Zhen Tian.
Of course, Wang Zhen Tian’s power made Ye Qingfeng’s fist feel a slight sting.
But, that’s all.
For Ye Qingfeng, it had no impact whatsoever.
And Wang Zhen Tian looked much more miserable at this mont.
The bone in his entire right hand had cracked, blood was dripping, extrely horrifying.
"Too strong, too strong, no wonder this young man dares to cause trouble at the Hongsheng Capital’s party."
"Even Wang Zhen Tian is no match for him. Among the younger generation of Heishui City, there are probably few who can defeat him."
"Wang Zhen Tian not only has strength but also a background. I don’t know how this young man will end things."
Ye Qingfeng’s prowess deeply shocked everyone.
anwhile, under Ye Qingfeng’s protection, Tang Duoduo.
A joyous smile appeared on her pretty face.
She hadn’t expected that the frail little boy from childhood.
Could now be so domineering.
Giving her a sense of reliance.
"Interesting, interesting, finally t soone with a stronger physique than today, but you still must die."
Wang Zhen Tian roared.
His whole body’s spiritual power trembled.
Spiritual Armor erged, light flowing around.
The aura was extrely powerful.
Moreover, those bloody and mangled wounds were slowly healing at this mont.
The glow flowed over his fist.
There was a taste of splitting mountains and stones.
"Furious Tiger Roar!"
Wang Zhen Tian’s body was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, his left fist behind, his right fist blasting out like a cannonball.
A low tiger’s roar suddenly echoed, an invisible Qi Force seed to condense into the shape of a fierce tiger, attaching to his fist.
A loud tiger’s howl, mixed with countless sounds of galloping, suddenly rang out!
Like a grand bell.
There seed to be a low tiger chant beside everyone’s ears.
"Xuan Rank Low-level Martial Technique!"
Feeling the power of Wang Zhen Tian’s martial arts.
Ye Qingfeng murmured.
anwhile, everyone in the venue.
At this mont, they were covering their ears.
One by one, they retreated dozens of steps backward in fear.
"However, when it cos to power, I, Ye Qingfeng, truly fear no one!"
Ye Qingfeng extended his right palm from behind.
Smoothly stretched out.
His five fingers clenched together.
As if grasping mountains and rivers.
"Void Cauldron Immortal Technique, Fourth Style, Fla Fire Fist."
Ye Qingfeng clenched his five fingers into a fist.
Instantly, on his fist.
Manifested an extrely scorching fla.
Which enveloped his entire fist.
Boom!
A punch blasted out.
As if hundreds of volcanoes erupted simultaneously.
The scorching heat made the entire venue feel like the sweltering sumr.
Void Cauldron Immortal Technique, Fourth Style, Fla Fire Fist.
Sowhat similar to the second style of Impermanence Sword Technique, Sword Intent Like Fire.
The aggressiveness was extrely powerful.
Ye Qingfeng was about to break through to Advanced War Master to fully unleash it.
Like a roaring lion, crashing waves.
Invisible Qi Force.
At the collision of the two fists.
It exploded with a bang.
The entire venue was covered by the tiger’s roar.
However, Ye Qingfeng’s martial arts were from the Void Cauldron Immortal Technique.
How could ordinary martial arts compare?
Even though Wang Zhen Tian’s Furious Tiger Roar was a Xuan Rank Low-level Martial Technique.
Yet under Ye Qingfeng’s Fla Fire Fist.
The fierce tiger illusion was also burned and cracked open.
Turning into dots of light, dissipating and disappearing.
And Wang Zhen Tian’s fist.
At this mont, it was charred black.
It was scorched by the flas.
Becoming like black charcoal.
"Ah!"
Wang Zhen Tian let out a furious roar.
The roar filled with incomparable miserable pain.
"Thud! Thud!"
The charcoal-like fist.
Fell off from the wrist at this mont.
Crashing to the ground.
Turning into charcoal.
Even if Wang Zhen Tian’s body was abnormal, with strong recovery abilities.
A severed hand could not possibly be restored.
"Seeing you are a mber of the special forces, I’ll spare your life."
"If there’s a next ti, I will turn your entire being into charcoal."
Ye Qingfeng spoke domineeringly, his gaze sharp as he looked at Wang Zhen Tian.
At the sa ti, his hand covered Tang Duoduo’s soft waist.
As if declaring his sovereignty.
Tang Duoduo is my woman, whoever dares to covet, will pay a very heavy price.
"So matters, it’s neither you nor I who decide, my identity is there, moving against is offending a national special institution."
Wang Zhen Tian gritted his teeth, enduring the pain.
Squeezed out this sentence.
"Yes, Zhen Tian brother is a mber of the national special institution, you are opposing the national special institution by doing this."
Xiao Le echoed from the side.
Ye Qingfeng’s combat power had already made him extrely fearful.
But this is the Base City, not a demon beast-infested wilderness.
Sotis, being powerful, without status, also faces restrictions in the Base City.
"Noisy!"
Xiao Le never expected that this sentence would be the last sentence of his life.
Ye Qingfeng flashed.
Turned into an afterimage.
Without any rcy, slapped Xiao Le.
Directly spun his head around.
Rotating three hundred and sixty degrees.
Bang!
Xiao Le’s corpse fell to the ground.
Dead beyond dead.
"Special institution, how special can you be compared to the Divine Guard?"
Ye Qingfeng’s calm voice sounded, his gaze falling on Wang Zhen Tian.
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