21: C21 Mortal Martial Arts 3rd Level

C21 Mortal Martial Arts 3rd Level

Only, before he even had the chance to decide whether or not to attack, Chen Shaofeng had already made his move.

"Go!"

The Energy Ball directly shot out from his hand, its speed was extremely fast, and moreover it was extremely huge, causing Guo Ming's expression to turn serious.

He finally knew how the martial practitioner at the fourth level of Innate Mortal Martial had died.

However, if that was the case, it wouldn't do much harm to him.

Ha!

Guo Ming shouted. He originally wanted to push the Energy Ball to the side with this shout.

However, it was clear that he had underestimated the Energy Ball's power and speed. Before he could even react, the Energy Ball had already struck his body.

Boom!

A huge explosion came from his body, and thick smoke enveloped his entire body.

Seeing this scene, Chen Shaofeng finally revealed a smile. He knew that as long as his Energy Ball struck its target, the target would definitely be hurt.

Of course, if he was fine even when facing such a powerful attack, he could only resign himself to fate.

However, no matter if it was the opponent or himself, they had all underestimated the power of the Energy Ball that was formed from the Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts.

When the smoke dissipated, Guo Ming's miserable figure finally appeared in front of Chen Shaofeng.

Guo Ming had long since lost his previous calmness, his face full of disbelief and anger.

Adding on the wounds on his body, it was not hard to see that when the Energy Ball exploded, he still used all his strength to block it.

"Stinking brat!" I want you to die! "

Anger! Completely enraged!

Ever since he started cultivating, besides being chased down by experts, he had never been in such a sorry state before.

Most importantly, the person who made him look so pathetic was someone who was weaker than him. How could he not be angry?

The consequences of angering a practitioner of the seventh level of Innate Mortal Martial were also very scary.

The aura being emitted from his body at full strength was already enough for Chen Shaofeng to feel humiliated.

Chen Shaofeng's body immediately sank, and once again secretly activated the Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts's attack. He understood that the Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts was truly useful to him, so he naturally would not give up.

So after he released that attack, he had already started to prepare. At this time, it was about to take shape. Although his might was a bit weaker than before, he still believed that it would not be useless.

At the same time, in his rage, Guo Ming rushed towards Chen Shaofeng regardless of all else, covering his fist with true power, as his incomparably strong fist directly attacked towards Chen Shaofeng.

If this punch hit, even if Chen Shaofeng didn't die, he would still be crippled.

"Now is the time!"

The Energy Ball in Chen Shaofeng's hands flew out again, striking straight towards Guo Ming.

Guo Ming also never thought that Chen Shaofeng would release the Energy Ball that he had just released in such a short period of time.

This time, he didn't dare to be careless anymore, and the true strength in his body crazily surged.

"Tiger Subduing Fist!"

The Tiger Subduing Fist unleashed a powerful force, striking straight towards the Energy Ball.

Under this fist, the Energy Ball immediately scattered and scattered, its energy scattering in all directions.

As expected, the seventh floor of the Innate Mortal Martial was already the seventh floor of the Innate Mortal Martial and even the most ordinary Tiger Subduing Fist possessed such power.

Of course, after dispersing the Energy Ball, Guo Ming didn't stop his attacks and charged straight at Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng didn't even think about it, and immediately released the Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts once again. An incomparably tyrannical aura continuously filled his body, and at the same time, the resulting energy extended towards his right fist.

It seemed like it took a long time, but in reality, it happened in an instant.

"Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts!"

Chen Shaofeng punched towards Guo Ming's Tiger Subduing Fist.

"You really can't learn! Do you think that changing your attack can stop my Tiger Subduing Fist? "

Guo Ming's expression turned cold, and shouted: "Tiger Subduing Fist! "Open!"

Chen Shaofeng's body immediately sank down, his feet directly sinking into the ground, which also started to crack.

Although it was only a tiny bit, it could still be seen how powerful the power he had endured had become.

"No!" His strength is too great, I am no match for him. "

The moment he came into contact with the other party's fist, Chen Shaofeng knew that the two of them were not on the same level.

Even if the current him were to use his most powerful killing move, the Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts, it would still be the same. That strong force was transmitted through his fist inch by inch, causing him to have the intention of giving up.

However, he also knew that once he gave up, death would be waiting for him.

He could not just die like this. He still had many things to do and did not want to leave his life here.

Pressure! An unprecedented pressure.

Desire! He had an unprecedented thirst for power.

Chen Shaofeng knew that he could not just sit there and wait for death, he had to retaliate and release the Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts to its strongest state.

At this time, he no longer cared about how much true energy he had left in his body. These were the things that he needed to care about right now.

What he cared about now was how he could preserve his life in this situation. This was the most crucial question.

"It looks like you still have some skill. But, how long can this kind of attack last for?"

After saying that, Guo Ming's right fist became even stronger, immediately causing Chen Shaofeng's feet to sink into the ground again.

"No matter how long it can last, even if you want to kill me, I won't let you live."

Chen Shaofeng had also strengthened the might of his Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts.

However, no matter how much stronger he was, he was still unable to counterattack. Guo Ming's figure was like a gigantic mountain, pressing down on him until he couldn't even breathe.

"I must say that your strength is indeed very powerful. Among the same generation, you can already be considered to be extremely powerful. However, even so, you will still only have death awaiting you."

Guo Ming finally no longer held back and continued to increase his attack power.

"Die!"0

The Tiger Subduing Fist released a huge power, with destructive force, it rushed towards Chen Shaofeng.

When Chen Shaofeng felt this strong Tiger Subduing Fist, he still insisted on using it. However, no matter how he used it, it was still useless against Guo Ming who had used it at full power.

"Am I really going to die here?" Chen Shaofeng thought blankly in his heart.

Then, he shook his head and said, "No! I can't just die here. Once I die, they won't let Meng Er and the rest go either. "

The moment he thought about the longing expression Guo Ming had as he looked at Meng Er, Chen Shaofeng's expression immediately became serious.

He roared, "I refuse to resign myself to fate! I've endured seven years of ridicule and contempt. I'm not willing to die just like this. "

Boom!

At this moment, Chen Shaofeng's body trembled. He, who was originally in the innate Second Level of Mortal Martial Stage, had directly advanced into the third level of the Innate Mortal Martial.

Although his strength had only increased by one level, his strength had undergone a tremendous change.

The Crimson Flame Tyrant Killing Arts instantly became stronger.

At this moment, his originally oppressed fist also became more powerful, and his true energy had also been greatly replenished.

Of course, it was impossible for him to recover completely, but after levelling up, Chen Shaofeng had become a lot stronger in an instant.

This caused Guo Ming to instantly feel a pressure.

"Pressure?" How could I, Guo Ming, feel pressure? He is only a brat at the third level of Innate Mortal Martial. Why should I take a picture of him? "

Thinking about it, Guo Ming adjusted his posture and attacked again.

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