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The first!

The old monk's chest was full of energy and blood, and he looked at Ye Chenfeng in surprise.

"Old monk, you are much higher than me in terms of cultivation, but in terms of actual combat experience, you and I are the difference between elementary school students and college students." Ye Chenfeng said.

"brush!"

This time it was the old monk who launched the attack, his figure was like lightning, he teleported, and he came in the blink of an eye, and grabbed Ye Chenfeng fiercely with his withered palm.

The old monk's speed was too fast, before Ye Chenfeng could dodge, the old monk's palm was already on his clothes.

Seeing this, the old monk was overjoyed, but in the next second, his palm slipped, as if he was grabbing on an ice cube, his hand slipped, and Ye Chenfeng's body slid out against his palm like a loach.

This move Ye Chenfeng used is a very practical move in special forces fighting, and it often hurts the opponent by surprise.It's a bit like Shaolin's unique skill of sticking clothes and eighteen drops!

"watch out!"

Ye Chenfeng turned around on the spot, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the old monk.

The old monk had already suffered a dark loss just now, seeing Ye Chenfeng's sharp move, he quickly dodged backwards to avoid the sharp edge.

He was a dozen meters away with a shocked face. Ye Chenfeng was a bit ridiculously strong. He didn't use his inner strength and true energy, but just relied on his combat experience and incomprehensible fighting skills to force the old monk who had used his inner strength to retreat.

The old monk's eyes were full of reluctance to admit defeat, and his body moved again, as fast as lightning and as cunning as a poisonous snake, bringing out overlapping afterimages in the field.

Ye Chenfeng knew that the old monk was angry, and his movement was several times faster than before.

Just now, Ye Chenfeng could still catch the real image of the old monk with his eyes, but now he can't even catch the afterimage.

Ye Chenfeng simply closed his eyes, remembering that there was a training in the training camp of the king of soldiers all over the world: blindfolded fighting.That fight is really a training experience!Ye Chenfeng naturally reaped a lot!

Leaning his left foot forward slightly, pointing his toes to the ground, and making fighting movements with both hands, Ye Chenfeng silently felt it with his heart.

His mind is full of the shadow of the old monk in the small space!

"Whoosh!"

Ye Chenfeng's two ears moved suddenly, and in an instant, he pulled away to change his shadow, and the old monk's angry move failed again, but the old monk changed his moves again, and his legs swept out, causing waves of waves around him. The strong wind came, but Ye Chenfeng took advantage of the momentum, transformed and shifted shape, the introduction failed, avoided the front and hid the sharpness, the old monk failed to attack again, but Ye Chenfeng turned away and took the initiative to attack. Breaking through the righteousness, using ingenuity to control clumsiness, he unexpectedly counterattacked for a while, and then gained the upper hand, gradually suppressing the old monk.

In actual combat, Ye Chenfeng is very good at seizing the fleeting gaps and openings, pulling and locking, eliminating and fighting at the same time, and using all his strength to defeat the enemy.

"Boom!"

Ye Chenfeng threw out two fists, and they hit the old monk without exception.

"puff!"

The old monk saw red for the first time, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Ye Chenfeng still didn't use his true qi and qi, but only used the fighting skills and killing skills summed up in countless battles, but he wounded an old Buddhist monk with a high level of cultivation!

It's outrageous!

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

This is Ye Chenfeng's principle, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he completely suppressed it.

A violent storm of attack and killing made the old monk unable to breathe.

This is an old monk with a high level of cultivation. If ordinary people would have died long ago, Ye Chenfeng said that he used fighting skills, but in fact they are all tricks and kills.

Ye Chenfeng jumped up suddenly, kicked sideways, roundabout, and swinging. Only afterimages of his legs swayed. These fighting techniques he used are the most practical military fighting techniques, which he has practiced countless times on the battlefield. Trying to attack the weakest part of the human body with the greatest strength, Ye Chenfeng's feet hit the old monk's eyes, back of the head, and temples respectively, almost killing them all.

That is, the old monk, if someone else estimated that he would have returned eight hundred times.

"Dragon Roar!"

The old monk who was in a hurry suddenly roared, followed by the majestic momentum like a tornado, the sound of the dragon's chant resounded, breaking through the sound barrier, as if to destroy the entire mountain range.

"puff!"

Ye Chenfeng flew backwards suddenly, slammed into the wall fiercely, and then landed, with blood gurgling from his mouth.

The old monk's cultivation base is too advanced and terrifying. According to the practice of the East, Ye Chenfeng is in the late stage of the Huagang realm, and the old monk's cultivation base must be far above the Huagang realm, and above the Huagang realm is the Ningzhen realm Ye Chenfeng felt that the old monk's cultivation was at least in the late stage of Concentrating True Realm, and he had only practiced in the East for three years, and his understanding was far from enough, so he couldn't see what the old monk's specific cultivation was.

The old monk was also stunned, and was forced out of control by Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng stood up slowly, and looked at the old monk silently: "Hehe, this is the eminent monk? You can't even control your own mind, I advise you to return to vulgarity as soon as possible!"

The old monk was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he still said firmly: "The poor monk has made up his mind, and today he must keep the benefactor!"

"That includes killing me?" Ye Chenfeng's murderous intent was gradually increasing, and the scalp-numbing murderous aura seemed to condense into a storm, which was about to erupt, and even cast a shadow over the Zen Temple. With a layer of shadows, everyone in the temple felt unprecedented oppression.

The old monk looked at Ye Chenfeng with bright eyes, neither denying nor admitting it.

"You forced me!"

On Ye Chenfeng's hands, the stellar energy is condensed, and the heavenly gang is domineering. This is the basic skill in the Great Sleeping God Art, but the power of using the stellar energy is not something ordinary people can bear.

"Boom boom boom..."

With a terrifying momentum, Ye Chenfeng attacked the old monk who was guarding the entrance of the cave.

Tiangang Domineering Jue has the most solid basic skills, and has the momentum to sweep everything.

"Dragon Claw!"

The old monk also had nothing to hold back. He released a powerful and unparalleled aura from his body. His hands were claws, and he also attacked Ye Chenfeng. It's like a ferocious dragon claw.

"Boom!"

"Chichi!"

"boom!"

As if two stars collided, the remaining power swept across the surroundings, and the mountain trembled again.

The old monk stepped backwards, his feet sank into the mud, and he saw red again.

But Ye Chenfeng flew out again and hit the wall again.

There is no way, the old monk is now completely suppressing Ye Chenfeng with his realm, under such circumstances, it is already abnormal for Ye Chenfeng to still hurt the old monk.

In the next second, a black long knife appeared in front of the old monk.The blade is made of glazed black gold, three feet and seven inches long, and looks very strange, as if something terrible and terrifying is imprisoned in the blade.