Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei's eyes contracted, like a cat's pupils under the sunlight.

Qin Feng, Wind God!

Qin Feng had long achieved Core Formation to Divine Communication, strong in power.

During the CITIC Bank battle, this guy was brutally beaten because he underestimated Yang Fei's strength and the shamelessness of the Changfeng Squad.

But now, Qin Feng wants to face Yang Fei openly in a fight.

Yang Fei slowly walked up the stone steps.

Above the stone steps was a waterfall, like flowers spraying and jade shattering.

Qin Feng's killing intent was like an Ox Horn Great Bow, stretched to its limit.

Once Yang Fei reaches the topmost stone step, the power he gathered to the extreme will explode, and the moment will be a stone-shattering critical hit.

A full-force strike from a Core Formation Expert should not be underestimated even by King Wuxiang.

On the hillside, King Wuxiang's face was solemn, nodding approvingly.

"I never expected Qin Feng's Qianji Trigger has reached such a realm."

"For Yang Fei to pass his challenge, it won't be easy."

Everyone watched Yang Fei walk closer and closer, their hearts growing tighter.

In the air, an inaudible battle drum seemed to rumble, with muffled thunder rolling.

As Yang Fei's foot was about to step on the highest stone step, he stopped.

He stood leisurely where he was, took out a box of Yellow Crane Tower, and lazily lit one.

Then, he took a deep puff, white smoke billowing from his nostrils.

Qin Feng's eyes nearly popped out.

This damned guy, standing at a position so sinister to the extreme.

He was precisely at the edge of Qin Feng's attack range but could retreat at any time.

Qin Feng's full-force strike had no guarantee of injuring him, while Yang Fei's counterattack afterwards, Qin Feng had no assurance of being able to withstand.

Moreover, the position Qin Feng was standing in was awkward.

He was already within Yang Fei's attack range.

At this distance, if he dared to make a reckless move, Yang Fei's Thunder Strike could erupt at any moment.

Qin Feng couldn't guarantee he could escape Yang Fei's Qiankun Toss-like critical hit.

Qin Feng's energy was gathered to the state of Great Perfection.

He hoped so desperately that Yang Fei could step onto the highest stone step and face his challenge.

Yet, this Yang Fei just wouldn't move forward.

He smiled mischievously at Qin Feng, his face showing such a bad expression that it made people howl.

Cold sweat dripped from Qin Feng's forehead drop by drop.

Maintaining intense killing intent and the energy for a lethal strike rapidly consumed Essence Qi.

This feeling was like an ordinary person holding a huge stone, so heavy.

Just a few seconds of this stalemate, a quarter of Qin Feng's Essence Qi was consumed.

On the mountain top pavilion, Zhong Xiang stood up abruptly, his face heavy.

"The situation's not looking good, Qin Feng is in danger."

The three Great Masters beside him, all exceptional fighters, couldn't fail to see the subtle energy reaction between Qin Feng and Yang Fei.

Wu Yunfei turned abruptly: "I'm going."

Zhong Xiang sighed: "It's too late."

"Their contest has reached the final moment; victory and defeat are settled."

In front of the waterfall, the Essence Qi above Qin Feng's head shot straight up like wolf smoke, while sweat poured like rain.

The Great Iron Spear in his hands exuded a heavy iron rust smell, the spear tip burned red hot.

Finally, Qin Feng couldn't withstand Yang Fei's overwhelming killing intent and took a step backward.

Yang Fei immediately stepped onto the stone steps, the cigarette in his hand was already burned to the butt, but he continued to smoke unhurriedly.

Yet his killing intent locked onto Qin Feng, the timing controlled extremely skillfully.

It kept Qin Feng unable to escape his attack and had no assurance of launching his strongest killing move.

Qin Feng only felt the opponent's killing intent rolling towards him like the tides of the sea, wave after wave, cascading layers.

He gritted his teeth and held on.

However, the fear of exposing his flesh and blood under the beast's fangs step by step forced him to retreat.

Qin Feng took a step back, Yang Fei advanced one step, always maintaining absolute pressure on Qin Feng.

Finally, Qin Feng's body swayed, one foot already stepping at the edge of the artificial waterfall pond.

He had nowhere left to retreat!

Qin Feng let out a long cry, the Long Spear like a dragon, thrusting towards Yang Fei.

The spear tip rubbed against the air, producing a sharp whistle.

This move, though forced, lacked momentum, but was still full of power and unstoppable.

However, Qin Feng knew that before making his move, he had already lost.

From the moment the opponent stepped onto the stone steps, all his offensive and energy had become very passive.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, Elephant Pulse activated.

A massive, invisible force surged along the ground, attacking Qin Feng's feet.

Boom!

Before Qin Feng's Long Spear could reach Yang Fei, there was a sudden cracking sound underfoot.

An incomprehensible force invaded his body through the soles of his feet.

Qin Feng's ankle bones fractured, and his body staggered forward.

Suddenly, Qin Feng was bound by an invisible, weighty force, and couldn't move.

Martial Arts Energy Field!

This damn monster actually activated the Martial Arts Energy Field at this moment.

Qin Feng's eyes were about to pop out.

Before he could activate the Martial Arts Energy Field to counter Yang Fei, Yang Fei was already pouncing towards him.

He launched a Left Hook Punch.

Bam!

Qin Feng's left face took a heavy punch, his vision turned black, buzzing, stars dancing wildly.

Next, his right cheek, chest, and lower abdomen all got hit by Yang Fei's Black Fist...

Yang Fei's punches and kicks like a storm blasted onto Qin Feng's body.

In just two to three seconds, he took quite a few hits, multiple bones fractured, internal organs heavily injured.

This was Yang Fei deliberately holding back, not using Dark Force.

Otherwise, this series of strikes would have taken Qin Feng's life.

Yang Fei, like Zhong Xiang, had concerns.

The current fight was only limited to the underground forces' conflict, but if it resulted in a fatality, it would cause trouble.

Though Qin Feng and others might have crimes, there was no direct evidence proving their unlawful acts.

They were different from professional assassins and Magnificent Outlaws.

Yang Fei attacked with Twin Dragons Grab the Pearl above, Black Tiger Heart Pluck in the middle, Monkey Steals Peach below.

With a set of Silver Battering Combo Punch, finished, Qin Feng finally broke free from the Martial Arts Energy Field's restraint.

Thud!

Qin Feng fell like a dead dog with its spine broken, lying on the bluestone path.

Blood spewed from his mouth, many bones shattered, and he immediately fainted.

"Little thief, you dare to hurt Qin Feng, I'll kill you."

As soon as Qin Feng hit the ground, a man with a bluish face and a man with two small mustaches jumped down from above the waterfall source.

Yang Fei recognized these two as subordinates of King Wuxiang, nicknamed Thunder God and Electric God.

The elder sister of Electric God was Mother of Lightning, Sister Lan.

Thunder God and Electric God were both strong Core Formation to Divine Communication practitioners.

The energy and blood on the two burned fiercely, sizzling the skin, they were super elite fighters.

Yang Fei defeated Qin Feng completely, proud and unrestrained, laughed aloud.

"Welcome, let me experience the skills of Thunder and Electric Gods."