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C1016 Peak Performance

"Dead Old Ghost, I've already given you three moves, it's time for my performance."

Just as Yuan Zheng was stunned, an arrogant voice sounded from behind him. Yuan Zheng reflexively turned around and saw a fist flying towards him.

This fist was so fast that it didn't seem to be any slower than his. Yuan Zhengzhi's face showed a terrified expression as he subconsciously waved his fist to block it.

Boom!

Bang! With a loud noise, Yuan Zhengzhi's arm went numb from the impact and he flew backwards several dozen meters before stabilizing his feet. He asked in shock, "How did you, a mere fourth grade Martial Monarch Stage, have such great power?"

If he did not have the Genuine Qi protecting his body, then his arm would have been crippled.

Gao Feng arrogantly said: "I am not your father, and also not your Master. There is no need for me to help you solve your doubts."

Yuan Zheng's face turned ashen as he cursed, "You little bastard, take a punch from me if you dare!"

"Why would I not dare? Those who aren't afraid of death, just come at me. "

Gao Feng sneered. Seeing the other party charge towards him in a blur, without any hesitation, he waved his fist and punched forward.

Boom!

The two fists collided, but did not separate. Instead, they stuck closely to each other, as if merging into one another.

Rumble rumble rumble!

With a loud bang, cracks appeared on the bluestone underneath both of their feet. It was evident how powerful both of them were.

Gao Feng could feel the trembling of the bluestone beneath his feet. He said coldly, "Dead Old Ghost, I didn't expect a dying man like you to have such great power. It seems that I have underestimated you."

The two of them were evenly matched, and Yuan Zhengzhi was appreciative as he said, "Brat, this old man admits that you're very strong. If you cultivate for a few more years, you will definitely become unrivalled in the world, but you're too arrogant, and actually want to challenge the strongest sect with your own strength.

"It doesn't matter if I'm stupid or not, what I want to tell you is that from today onwards, Xuanwu Planet no longer exists."

Gao Feng's expression was cold, accompanied by a biting cold killing intent.

"You overestimate yourself!"

Yuan Zheng sneered and with a thought, a mysterious power appeared on his fist. Gao Feng's fist suddenly shook slightly and the cracks on the bluestone underneath his feet became even deeper. It was obvious that he was no match for his opponent.

"Break for me!"

Gao Feng let out a loud shout, lightning patterns surging on his fist, containing a destructive intent.

Looking at Gao Feng's slightly trembling fist, Yuan Zheng was quite proud of it. His old face blossomed with a smile, but the flower soon wilted because he felt his arm go numb and he couldn't use any power.

What power did the other party use? Why did his arm suddenly feel numb?

It's a Power of Thunder, the other party can actually use a Power of Thunder!

Seeing the lightning patterns flashing on his opponent's fist, Yuan Zhengzhi quickly reacted and subconsciously retreated a few steps back.

"Superimposed Fist!"

Gao Feng roared and moved his body. His hammer-like fist smashed towards Yuan Zhengzheng.

Yuan Zhengzhi was in the midst of retreating, and upon seeing the incoming fist, he had no choice but to swing his fist to block it.

Boom!

After the three sounds of impact, a wave of Blood Fog flew up into the air, almost staining half the sky red.

Who was injured? It must be that arrogant kid.

Seeing the Blood Fog flying up into the air, Yuan Zhen, the third elder, and the surviving disciples of Zhongzhou Sect all revealed pleased smiles.

In their opinion, the Blood Fog that was sent flying must have been caused by Gao Feng's injury.

Seeing the smile on the Zhongzhou Sect Master and student's face, Murong Xue's face turned as pale as snow. Although Gao Feng was able to kill a person at the peak of the Martial God Stage, that was because Jiao Yuanjun had already exhausted most of his physical strength. If not for Jiao Yuanjun's strength, it would be impossible for Gao Feng to kill a person at the peak of the Martial God Stage.

Even though her opponent was not at the peak of Martial God Stage, she could tell that he was not much weaker than Ancestor of North Ice Sect. Gao Feng definitely was not her match. Otherwise, Gao Feng's divine weapon wouldn't have been broken by the opponent.

Boom!

Another three bangs sounded, and immediately after, a black shadow flew out from the dense Blood Fog, fell to the ground, and landed not far away from Yuan Zhen.

It's Gao Feng?

No, it was Yuan Zheng!

At this moment, Yuan Zhengzhi's right arm was gone. A large hole had appeared on his chest, and blood was flowing out. It was a terrible sight to behold.

How was it possible that Yuan Zheng had died?

Yuan Zhen looked at the body in front of him and found it hard to believe. Yuan Zheng had actually been beaten to death by Gao Feng.

Even though Yuan Zheng was lying straight in front of him and his breath was gone, Yuan Zhen still couldn't believe that it was Yuan Zheng.

"Damned old fogey, could this be the trump card of your Zhongzhou Sect?"

A mocking voice rang out. Yuan Zhen subconsciously looked up and found Gao Feng standing right in front of him.

Gao Feng had beaten Yuan Zhengzhi to death, yet there wasn't even the slightest injury. How was this possible?

Yuan Zhen looked at Gao Feng, hoping to find wounds on his body. For example, if his arm was missing and his thigh was fractured, then he would feel better. However, he found that Gao Feng was not injured, and even his robe showed no signs of damage.

Although Gao Feng's long robe was not damaged, he discovered that Gao Feng's entire body was covered in bloodstains. This major discovery made Yuan Zhen ecstatic.

In the end, he was still injured. Otherwise, why would the blood on his body come out?

Actually, Gao Feng's body was covered with blood, and Yuan Zhen could also tell that Gao Feng was not injured, but he would rather believe that Gao Feng was injured than believe what he had seen.

Overjoyed, Yuan Zhen looked at the miserable Yuan Zhengzhi and asked in shock, "Y-y-you killed my master's master?"

Gao Feng looked at Yuan Zhengzhi's corpse and said, "There is such a rule. Is it that your master's master can't be killed? I'm telling you, not only did I kill your master's master, but as long as your master's master comes out from the coffin, I'll kill him as well. "

"What big words, this old man wants to see how you killed his master's master."

An incomparably furious voice rang out, accompanied by the appearance of a middle-aged expert with a head of black hair.

Gao Feng sized up the newcomer and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man pointed at Yuan Zhen and said, "I am his master's master."1

Gao Feng looked at Yuan Zhengzhi who had a head full of white hair and asked in disbelief, "Why do you look younger than him? Could it be that you have regressed?"

The middle-aged man said, "You are very smart, but only a little. You will have to pay the price with your life."

Gao Feng said with disdain: "Even an eighth stage Martial God Stage cultivator is not this young master's opponent. You are only a Ninth Grade cultivator, do you think you can kill this young master?"

"He really can't kill you. What if you add this old man into the mix?"

As the sound of his voice faded, another expert descended from the skies.

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