514: C514 The Death of Ren Yingwei

C514 The Death of Ren Yingwei

When Zhao Feng woke up, he had already returned to reality. Looking at the messy surroundings and Ren Yingwei, who was trapped on the wall by some unknown force, Zhao Feng revealed a smile.

"It really seems like a lifetime ago!"

Although he did not stay in the Wuan Monarch Seal for long, his experiences were different. When he saw these modern things again, it would be a lie to say that he was not happy.

At this time, the force restraining Ren Yingwei had also disappeared.

He looked at Zhao Feng in fear. For someone like him, who thought highly of himself, the appearance of such an unknown thing had already broken his cognition.

In this sort of situation, he no longer thought about any secrets of the Su Clan. Instead, he wanted to quickly leave this place and not have anything to do with this matter.

Looking at Ren Yingwei running away, Zhao Feng sneered: "You only want to leave now? "Too late."

With a stomp on the ground, he pounced towards Ren Yingwei. His fist was covered in a bloody light as he punched towards Ren Yingwei's back.

Although Ren Yingwei could not withstand a single blow from Bai Qi, it did not mean that he was weak.

A warrior at the strength level could be considered as the backbone of Ancient Martial Cultivator.

Ren Yingwei felt the force of the punch and immediately rolled over, dodging the attack.

"Zhao Feng, let's just forget about this matter. I promise I won't cause trouble for you guys again. If you kill me, the school behind me will not let you off."

Ren Yingwei said in a threatening tone.

But Zhao Feng didn't care about that. Ren Yingwei had already slaughtered his way into his house and injured Wei Ying to such an extent. How could he let Ren Yingwei go?

"When you threatened Wei Ying, you should have already known that this moment would come."

After saying that, Zhao Feng rushed up again.

Seeing this, Ren Yingwei cursed in his heart.

"Humph!" [If you don't listen to my words, do you really think I am a soft persimmon?] "Shatter Rock Fist."

A dark yellow light appeared on Ren Yingwei's hand. Zhao Feng felt a great sense of danger. Earlier, Bai Qi's simple move was due to his great strength.

As for him, with his current strength, if he wanted to take on this blow, he would need some skill.

"Kill the blood, come out."

Bai Qi's inheritance was actually very simple. After the first tempering of his body, his body was no longer the same as Bai Qi's.

There was only one book left, and that was the cultivation method.

And this secret art.

He saw a red glow appear on Zhao Feng's body, covering it and colliding with Ren Yingwei. Ren Yingwei only felt that if he touched Zhao Feng, a part of the strength wine in his body would mysteriously disappear.

Thirty percent of his strength had been taken away by Ping Bai.

Killing blood to keep killing and being able to steal others' power to feed back to him during the battle, Zhao Feng felt a surge of inner force enter his body and wander around for a while.

Soon, it became the blood colored energy within his body.

Ren Yingwei looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief: "What demonic technique did you use? Why can you steal my power? "

He thought that he was experienced and knowledgeable, but this was the first time he had seen such a strange move.

Zhao Feng didn't answer and just threw punches again and again. Ren Yingwei was getting weaker and weaker, and his inner force was starting to dry up. On the other hand, Zhao Feng was getting more and more spirited.0

This secret technique was not that simple. The power stolen from the enemy could all be converted into his own power. After fighting with Ren Yingwei for a while, he actually felt like breaking through.

"I can't accept this. How could I possibly die in the hands of an ordinary person? Zhao Feng, come with me to hell as well! "

Just as Zhao Feng was engrossed in this feeling of increasing power, Ren Yingwei finally exploded and stopped dodging. He took Zhao Feng's attack head on.

Ye Zichen punched towards Zhao Feng's temples.

But before he could even touch Zhao Feng, he froze and looked behind him in disbelief: "Old thing, you... "I can't accept this. I can't accept this."

While the two of them were fighting, Su Deyi suddenly appeared behind Ren Yingwei, the fruit knife in his hand pierced through Ren Yingwei's body.

In the end, he killed Ren Yingwei.

That was also why Ren Yingwei was not willing to accept it. He was afraid that even if he died by Zhao Feng's hands, he could still reluctantly accept it. After all, the old man who appeared out of thin air and those strange things were too abnormal.

Su Deyi was truly an ordinary person, and he was also an ordinary person that he had never set his eyes on. To die in his hands, the grievances in his heart could be imagined.

No matter how sullen he was, there was nothing he could do. Su Deyi's slash had completely destroyed his life force and he wanted to counterattack. However, he could not draw any strength from his body and could only fall to the ground, no longer breathing.

"He's dead, he's finally dead! Hu!"

Su Deyi changed his mind. Originally, Ren Yingwei and Ancient Martial Cultivator's identity were like a mountain pressing down on his body.

He never would have thought that one day, he would actually kill Ancient Martial Cultivator with his own hands.

Seeing Su Deyi's relieved appearance, Zhao Feng did not let his guard down. Instead, he was a bit curious. Why did Ren Yingwei dare to attack? Was he really not afraid of the rules of Ancient Martial World?

Don't even mention External Strength Martial Cultivator.

Even Inner Strength Martial Cultivator did not dare to defy the rules of Ancient Martial World and not fight against ordinary people!

Once this matter was leaked, there would definitely be a lot of people who wanted to kill him to gain fame.

"Senior Su, you know a lot. Do you know what the sect behind Ren Yingwei is?"

After obtaining Bai Qi's inheritance, Zhao Feng had become much clearer on Ancient Martial Cultivator's inner strength. Normally, those who had just cultivated inner strength were already at the entry level. This kind of person could already be called Ancient Martial Cultivator.

He could deal with seven or eight people like Elder Su at the same time.

Above that was the warrior with the strength of Innate realm, Ren Yingwei, who was at this level. Above that was the warrior with the strength of Innate realm, Ren Yingwei, who was at this level, was able to control the strength of his entire body and gather at one point.

After that, Inner Strength Martial Cultivator became even more incredible. He was completely one of those experts in novels, capable of killing anyone who falls from the sky.

As for the Strength Transforming Martial Cultivator above and the Grandmaster Expert, that was not a level that the current Zhao Feng could look at.

Su Deyi shook his head: "Our Su Family hasn't entered the Ancient Martial World in a long time, and this Ren Yingwei is a disciple of that sect, I really do not know, but you, Zhao Feng, since you can deal with Ren Yingwei, does that mean that you have already entered the state of Bright Force?"

Bright energy? Zhao Feng shook his head, "No, I didn't enter Bright Jing realm. Even my cultivation method is different from theirs. According to the ancient martial arts level, I should be considered as a beginner."

"Zhao Feng, you have fooled my old man. Although I am not Ancient Martial Cultivator, I know the difference between the entry level and the strength level."

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