Chapter 10: Feng Zhengxiong shot

"boom!"
After a few breaths, Feng Wuchen had already fisted to meet Yang Xuan, with a muffled bang, and a vigorous vigor, facing Yang Xuan's full attack, Feng Wuchen easily blocked it.
Yang Xuan's face changed abruptly, looking at Feng Wuchen in surprise, a little unbelievable.
Three days ago, Feng Wuchen was only the fourth level of the Body Refining Stage, and it was only possible to defeat Yang Bufan by breaking moves, and his strength was not as good as Yang Bufan.
But after only three days, why did Feng Wuchen's power increase so much? It was able to contend with the six levels of body refining realm, and did not fall into a disadvantage at all.
"You are the sixth level of Body Refining Stage!" Yang Xuancai exclaimed after seeing Feng Wuchen in shock for a long time.
"You only found out now, isn't it a bit late?" Feng Wuchen sneered, as if he didn't put Yang Xuan in his eyes.
"Not good!" Yang Xuan's expression changed again. Feng Wuchen could defeat Yang Bufan with the fourth level of Refining Stage. Now that he broke through the sixth level, it means that Feng Wuchen can also defeat him!
Thinking that Feng Wuchen could break his opponent's moves in an instant, Yang Xuan backed away without hesitation.
"Why? Didn't you want to break my leg?" Feng Wuchen couldn't help mocking when he saw Yang Xuan back.
Yang Xuan's face was extremely gloomy, and the words had already been released. If he didn't fight, wouldn't the people in Wushuang City laugh?
Yang Xuan is now in a dilemma.
At this time, he could not choose, Feng Wuchen's attack had already rushed forward.
"Boom boom!"
Feng Wuchen launched a fierce attack, this time without breaking moves, with Feng Wuchen's current strength and speed, it was enough to crush Yang Xuan and completely hit Yang Xuan as a target.
Facing Feng Wuchen's fierce attack, the speed was astonishing, and Yang Xuan was unable to parry and retreated steadily.
The crowd on the street has long been stunned.
"Feng Wuchen is actually the sixth level of body refining! Where does this waste come from such a fast cultivation speed?"
"Three days ago, it was still the fourth layer, right? A second-rank martial soul waste, even with the help of spiritual liquid and pill, it is impossible to break through to the sixth layer in three days!"
"It's hell! Yang Xuan has no power to fight back! When did Feng Wuchen become so strong? There is no need to break the move."
Unbelievable pairs of eyes fell on Feng Wuchen. At this moment, the entire street seemed to freeze, and everyone was petrified.
"How could this have such a strong power?" Yang Xuan was shocked, this is still the Feng Wuchen of the Second Grade Martial Spirit?
In three days, the strength skyrocketed, is this possible?
One after another, he hit Yang Xuan one after another. The speed was so fast that Yang Xuan couldn't even see clearly. After a dozen punches, Yang Xuan was already injured.
"boom!"
Feng Wuchen smashed Yang Xuan's abdomen with a punch. The powerful force made Yang Xuan vomit blood, his body bent down, and then he slammed Yang Xuan down from top to bottom, directly stepping on the ground.
From beginning to end, Yang Xuan had no chance to attack.
"The Seventh Layer of Body Refining Realm is capable of this?" Feng Wuchen mocked.
"How can your cultivation level break through the sixth level of body refining?" Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and yelled, unbearably defeated in Feng Wuchen's hands, making Yang Xuan so angry that he almost lost his reason.
Can't even beat a trash, will there be a face in Wushuang City in the future?
"Who knows?" Feng Wuchen sneered: "Since you want to interrupt one of my legs, you are the one who provokes me first. If I don't interrupt your leg, then I am sorry for myself."
"Feng Wuchen! Dare you!" Yang Xuan roared.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
Feng Wuchen didn't hesitate, and stepped down fiercely. The powerful force directly crushed one of Yang Xuan's leg bones.
"Ah..." The severe pain of broken bones made Yang Xuan scream like a pig.
The shocked crowd of onlookers were all scared to pale by Yang Xuan's screams. They still saw the ruthless wind and dust for the first time.
The wind and dust in the past, how can there be today's ruthlessness? How can it be so tyrannical?
"Feng Wuchen! Do you dare to break my leg! The Yang family will never spare you!" Yang Xuan roared frantically.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and sneered: "Then let the Yang family come at me."
"Huh! Smelly boy! How dare I hurt my Yang family junior! Looking for death!" Feng Wuchen just finished speaking, suddenly a majestic anger sounded, and it exuded a powerful breath and murderous aura!
"Murderish! Family Master Yang Yang Qingyun!" Feng Wuchen's expression changed slightly.
"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao, who had been watching, quickly reminded.
"Patriarch Yang is here!" The street crowd dispersed in panic.
"Feng Wuchen is dead this time!" Many people secretly guessed.
A dark shadow leaped quickly on the city's building, hurriedly approaching Feng Wuchen, and the person here was Yang Qingyun, who had the eightfold cultivation base of the Huayuan Realm.
"Patriarch, kill him! Kill him quickly!" Yang Xuan roared in anger and fear.
Seeing that Yang Xuan's leg bones were trampled to pieces, most of them were also scrapped, and the two younger generations of the Yang family were scrapped, Yang Qingyun's murderous aura was a bit more intense.
Feng Wuchen hurried to the side without any panic, Sen coldly said: "Patriarch Yang, this is what he provokes me first. There are many people here who see me. I am only a talent of the second-grade martial arts, even me as a waste. If I can't win, I can't help it."
"Humph! You first scrapped Bufan's arm, and now you break Yang Xuan's leg, I will kill you now!" Yang Qingyun shouted angrily, his face terrifyingly terrifying.
The furious Yang Qingyun did not have so much time to think about why Feng Wuchen suddenly became stronger.
When the words were over, Yang Qingyun rushed to Feng Wuchen fiercely, at an amazing speed.
As an ordinary person, Yang Qingyun would never be seen, but Feng Wuchen was not an ordinary person.
At the moment Yang Qingyun attacked, Feng Wuchen had already seen Yang Qingyun's flaws, and had also seen Yang Qingyun's attack position.
"Sure enough, this stinky boy can see the opponent's flaws in an instant!" Frowning, Yang Qingyun said angrily in his heart, this face can be ashamed.
Yang Qingyun fell with a punch, and it was empty!
It's just a little bit worse. If Feng Wuchen reacts a little bit slower, this punch will probably kill Feng Wuchen.
Yang Qingyun's cultivation base surpasses Feng Wuchen too much, two realms.
"Feng Wuchen actually avoided it!" The crowd in the street shouted in shock, their eyes almost staring out.
Yang Qingyun is Huayuan Realm! The weak in the physical refining realm can avoid the attack of the strong!
Is Feng Wuchen still human?
"Huh! I see where you are going!" Yang Qingyun shouted angrily, and then rushed up again with a hit.
"Yellow-level middle-rank martial arts! Lieshan Palm!" Seeing that Feng Wuchen was approaching, Yang Qingyun urged Zhen Qi to shout, and he slammed up in the air with his palm, and the vigorous vigor swept away.
"Broken! It's too late!" Feng Wuchen's face changed drastically.
"Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao urged Zhen Qi and quickly rushed over, intending to help Feng Wuchen withstand this palm.
"Don't come here!" Feng Wuchen shouted anxiously, but Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care about it.
"This stinky girl is actually the sixth layer of Qi Refining Realm!" Yang Qingyun was shocked.
Even if Feng Wuchen has the ability to see the flaws in an instant, but the opponent is too strong, and also uses martial arts, Feng Wuchen is unable to resist.
"Yang Qingyun! Do you dare to hurt my son, I will kill you today! Kill your Yang family!" At this moment, an extremely fierce roar sounded, and an aura that was a little stronger than Yang Qingyun swept through. Come.
"Feng Zhengxiong!" Yang Qingyun's expression changed.
"Patriarch Feng is here!" The crowd exclaimed again.
"Father!" Feng Wuchen was overjoyed, now he can rest assured.
"Yellow-level middle-rank martial arts! Palm of the wind!" Feng Zhengxiong rushed forward at the fastest speed, while using martial arts to counterattack.
"boom!"
Two powerful palmprint forces collided with a bang, and the stalls on both sides of the street were destroyed by the powerful force, and Yang Qingyun was also shaken back several steps.
Feng Zhengxiong repelled Yang Qingyun in one face, showing that his strength was far above Yang Qingyun.
Fortunately, arrived in time, otherwise Ling Xiaoxiao might have an accident.
"Chen'er, Xiaoxiao, are you all right?" Feng Zhengxiong asked concerned.
"It's okay, fortunately the old man came in time." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
Seeing that Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao were okay, Feng Zhengxiong was relieved, and immediately said angrily at Yang Qingyun: "Yang Qingyun, take a shot at a younger generation, if you do it, luckily Chen'er is fine, otherwise I will definitely kill. about you!"
"Feng Wuchen abolished my two younger generations from the Yang family, I will never let this matter go!" Yang Qingyun shouted angrily, knowing that he was not Feng Zhengxiong's opponent, so he had to resist the anger and lead Yang Xuan away.
"Have the ability to rush to me! I am waiting anytime!" Feng Zhengxiong responded forcefully.
Feng Zhengxiong didn't stop him, but turned to Feng Wuchen and said, "Good boy, the shot is really ruthless. Good job, kill him next time he has a chance."
Feng Zhengxiong has been very sure that Feng Wuchen has broken through the sixth level of body refining. He doesn't know how happy he is. He has improved in three days. Who else has such a terrifying talent?
Hearing Feng Zhengxiong's words, Feng Wuchen was shocked. This old man was even more ruthless than him.
"I said what's the matter with you little Nizi? Don't you know the danger? Still rushing over." Looking at Ling Xiaoxiao, Feng Wuchen blamed him, but Feng Wuchen was extremely moved by what Ling Xiaoxiao did just now. .
He and Ling Xiaoxiao had only met for a few days, and Ling Xiaoxiao dared to take risks for him.
"I'm not worried about Brother Feng's accident. As long as Brother Feng is alive, it doesn't matter if Xiaoxiao is dead." Ling Xiaoxiao replied with a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense, you can't die, I still owe you a life, and I can't do this in the future." Feng Wuchen eased a lot.
Hearing Feng Wuchen caring about her, Ling Xiaoxiao nodded with joy in her heart.
"Chen'er, be careful when going out in the future, the Yang family will not let go." Feng Zhengxiong solemnly warned.
"Father rest assured, I'll settle this account with them." Feng Wuchen sneered fiercely. Now that he has already become enemies, Feng Wuchen will not let danger appear beside him.
"Well, take the spirit liquid and go back quickly, and practice hard after you go back. With your current cultivation speed, Dad believes that you will be able to defeat Yang Tian in one month!" Feng Zhengxiong smiled happily, now full of confidence in Feng Wuchen .
"It seems that the old man has already guessed something." Feng Wuchen muttered in his heart.