The Military King Is Back

The knife cut into Ye Fei's body, and he was stimulated by the pain. All the pores on Ye Fei's body suddenly opened up, and like a punctured balloon, all the Qi in his body dissipated. He had no choice but to take a deep breath and adjust again.    

This situation, in the line of martial arts, was called "Qi Dispersion." It was very dangerous.    

Ye Fei was now a Pre-Sky Realm martial artist, and he had already developed a sense of Qi in his body. When he lifted his breath, his muscles would tense up. According to the strength of the strike just now, it should be able to cut bones, but in fact, Ye Fei was holding his breath. His skin and flesh were as hard as stone. When he slashed down, it looked like blood was dripping out. It was extremely terrifying, but it only injured his skin and flesh, not his bones and meridians.    

If it hurt the meridians and bones, then it would be broken. Today, Ye Fei would definitely die here!    

However, once the qi was released, it was different. Many experts who specialized in cultivating the Golden Bell Barrier Iron Shirt were no different from ordinary people once they released their qi. If they were struck by a blade, they would die without a doubt!    

These criminals obviously knew that he was "releasing his Qi," and didn't give Ye Fei any chance to catch his breath. The other three blades slashed at him again.    

When Ye Fei saw the blood, a fierce force was ignited in his heart. He took a step sideways and slid his body, dodging the three blades. Then, he used his hand as a blade and pressed his fingers together like a blade, stabbing at the waist of a big man.    

Puff!    

With a dull sound, blood spurted out. The big man's waist was pierced by Ye Fei's knife. His strength immediately relaxed, as if his tendons had been pulled out. He immediately collapsed to the ground.    

Using his hand as a blade!    

This was the ultimate hand knife skill Ye Fei had learned from a native officer in the army in Afghanistan.    

In the martial arts of Hua Country, the Eight Trigrams Palm also had a skill that used one's hand as a blade. However, it was very different from the technique Ye Fei used. Ye Fei's hand blade was obviously more lethal. He raised his Qi and poked. It actually pierced through his waist and eyes. It was no different from a real blade. It was really unbelievable!    

This was the power of Ye Fei's hand knife when he used his full strength. It could be seen that he did not use his full strength when fighting Yamamoto Takeshi in the arena. It was like a kindergarten kid playing around.    

Martial arts, no matter how grand it was described, was a technique that existed to kill in the beginning!    

A true martial artist could not be born on the arena. They could only appear on the life-and-death battlefield.    

It could be said that Ye Fei's reactions, techniques, and the lethality of his moves just now, if it were any other martial arts master, they would have died on the spot, and would have been chopped into minced meat!    

Ye Fei stabbed a person to death with his hand blade. He did not stop. Instead, like a fierce tiger that had descended from the mountain, he pounced into the pack of wolves. He plunged into the slayer, and his hand blade slashed repeatedly. Blood splashed everywhere!    

In a life and death battle, Ye Fei had completely displayed the potential that he usually practiced.    

It had to be said that this was the first time Ye Fei had encountered such an intense battle in his life. In the past, when he was on the battlefield, he had the spear in his hand. Even if he faced adversity, he had the confidence that he could control the life and death of others.    

But now, it was different. Ye Fei had nothing in his hand, not even a machete!    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

Ye Fei was like a whirlwind. If he touched it, he would die. If he touched it, he would die!    

In an instant, another four people fell into the rain. Their feet kicked in the rain, and in the blink of an eye, they were out of breath.    

However, there were also seven large wounds on Ye Fei's body that were dripping with blood. Blood flowed out and was washed clean by the heavy rain. The skin and flesh of the wounds had turned white.    

"I can't do it anymore! Even if I kill all these people, the Fire Dragon is watching from the side, ready to charge at any time! As long as he joins the battle, I will definitely be killed in this alley! "    

Ye Fei's hands were numb and numb. The ten nails on his hands were all turned over. The ten fingers were connected to his heart. One could imagine how painful it was!    

Ye Fei was good at throwing knives. He usually took good care of his hands. His fingers were slender and his skin was fair. Women would be jealous of him. He was totally a pianist's hand.    

However, a hand knife martial art might seem elegant, but it was actually a crude and stupid martial art. The way he practiced it was the same as Iron Sand Palm. Usually, he would keep chopping wood and bricks.    

Ye Fei usually did not practice this way. His palms were not tough enough and did not have calluses. Therefore, if he used them continuously, his hands would be crippled!    

When he had just jumped, his footsteps had also become a little soft. His steps on the raining ground were no longer as stable as before. Instead, his steps were as light as floating cotton.    

"This is because I have used up too much of my stamina. I can't fight for long. I was hit by the knife just now, and I have already lost my breath."    

The knife just now had cut through the pores on Ye Fei's body, causing the breath he was holding to flow out for thousands of miles.    

Now, it was obvious that with such a fierce fight, his physical strength could no longer hold on. However, the Huoloong in front of him was still like an insurmountable high wall, firmly blocking in front of him.    

At this time, Huoloong was unable to restrain himself!    

According to Su Zongheng's plan, it would be best if Huoloong didn't make a move and didn't even show his face. It would be even better if he could take care of Ye Fei.    

However, when Huoloong saw how excited Ye Fei was, he couldn't help but feel an itch in his hands.    

Furthermore, although these thirty criminals were Su Zongheng's men, they were brought here by the fire dragon!    

These people were all unruly criminals, and they had at least one life in their hands. Training them to work for him was not an easy task!    

In the blink of an eye, half of them had died. The Fire Dragon could not bear to lose face!    

"Everyone get out of my way! Let me deal with this kid!"    

Huoloong roared loudly. He used his right hand to stroke the rainwater on his head. His fiery red hair was dancing like a demonic flame!    

The hearts of the murderers had long been chilled by Ye Fei's killing intent. They all braced themselves and went forward. The ferocious and oppressive aura from the beginning had long disappeared. When they heard the fire dragon asking them to move aside, they felt a chill run down their spines. They hurriedly moved aside, leaving an empty space. Only Ye Fei and the fire dragon were left. There were also corpses all over the ground.    

Ye Fei's body was covered in blood, and his footsteps were unsteady. He looked like he was on the verge of collapse, like an arrow at the end of its flight.    

However, Huoloong was still vigorous and vigorous. His spirit, energy, and spirit were at their peak state.    

Most importantly, Ye Fei was only a Houtian realm martial artist, but Huoloong was already an Innate Martial Cultivator!    

"Ye Fei, you better die!"    

Without saying another word, the fire dragon kicked out a cloud of muddy rain towards Ye Fei's eyes. Then, with big steps, it punched towards Ye Fei's heart!    

Bang!    

This punch of the fire dragon was like an explosion of gunpowder. It actually produced the sound of air exploding. This was a strength that only Innate Martial Cultivator warriors had, and its lethality was extremely shocking!    

Bang!    

Another muffled sound was heard. This punch landed solidly on Ye Fei's heart. Although he used his arms to block the punch, it was useless. Huoloong was able to pull down the anti-theft net with his bare hands. His strength was incredible. If this punch landed, even a bull would be instantly killed by him!    

Ye Fei was like a shooting star. His feet left the ground and rose into the air. After flying for four meters, his body crashed heavily into the wall!    

Boom!    

Ye Fei collapsed onto the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!    

Ye Fei was seriously injured!