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Chapter 175 Dark List 6

"court death!"

Xiongwu was enraged, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly.

He relentlessly unleashed a barrage of cannon punches, trapping Ye Feng in a corner and relentlessly bombarding him.

The dull sound was like muffled thunder, making the hairs on people's heads stand on end and cold sweat pour down their backs. Skinny Monkey was extremely nervous at this moment, and he couldn't help but clench his fists. At this frequency of attack, even steel would be twisted and deformed!

If this continues for a long time, there is even a risk of it being punctured.

How long can a mere mortal body endure?

Xiang Kun was secretly delighted. If the tyrant could kill Ye Feng directly, wouldn't that be avenging himself?

They each had their own thoughts, but when they saw Ye Feng, their hearts skipped a beat.

Despite the barrage of punches, Ye Feng did not retreat an inch.

They even gradually suppressed the tyrant under such attacks!

Click!

The tyrant uncontrollably took a half-step back.

Then came another full step!

"Even the tyrant ranked sixteenth on the Dark List is nothing special."

Ye Feng raised his fist, gathered his strength, and then threw a punch, which met Xiong Wushuang's punch perfectly!

The moment the two made contact, the tyrant's offensive was utterly crushed, and his massive body was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

boom!

Xiong Wushuang was stuck in the door frame. Because he was so big, his body was stuck and he couldn't get out, but his buttocks flew out most of the way.

The entire door frame was covered with cracks, indicating a powerful impact!

Ye Feng didn't stop, and everyone around him was stunned, not knowing what state or emotion they were in.

His gaze simply followed Ye Feng's movements.

The tyrant broke free and climbed down from the wall. He stretched his muscles and said, "Good lad, you've got some strength. If I weren't physically strong, that punch would have really hurt."

"hehe."

Ye Feng couldn't help but chuckle, "What do you mean by good physical fitness? It's just that you're thick-skinned and tough."

"I think you should change your title of tyrant to 'sandbag' instead."

The tyrant's aura changed drastically, and a terrifying power roared out instantly.

Although the person is still the same, the feeling he gives off is completely different, which is the unique aura of a grandmaster.

Grandmaster of the Primordial Realm!

This is a location located in the Zhonghai area.

Under that powerful aura, both the skinny monkey and Xiang Kun were trembling slightly, and they couldn't help but feel an urge to kneel down and worship.

"My biggest hobby when I was abroad was torturing geniuses."

"Your appearance excites me a bit. I must say, Wang Sanpao really found a good candidate."

The tyrant assumed a fighting stance.

The moment he spread his arms, he suddenly slapped the air in front of him, and something strange happened.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared on both sides of the reception room, and an invisible, powerful pressure was squeezing Ye Feng from both sides toward the center!

boom!

The tables, chairs, and sofas were all shattered.

"Releasing true qi outwards—this is the technique of a true Grandmaster of the Innate Realm!"

Skinny Monkey's eyes widened. He knew that if he stepped even slightly into that area, he would be instantly crushed into a bloody mist by the immense pressure.

The so-called release of true qi is the mark of stepping into the realm of the Innate Grandmaster. As for the Gathering Yuan Realm, it is the foundation for the Innate Grandmaster and is a realm of accumulation.

However, as long as a breakthrough is not achieved, the so-called "gathering of essence" can only be used internally, not externally.

"As expected, this guy really is a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm!"

"With this terrifying combat power, this kid will probably be dead in an instant!"

Xiang Kun laughed. Judging from the extent of the true energy being released, the amount of true energy contained in the Tyrant's body far exceeded that of ordinary people.

This might be due to the other person's physique, after all, this guy is twice the size of an average person, or even more.

This indicates that the opponent's Qi Sea is wider and larger than that of a normal person, which also indirectly shows that even a Grandmaster of the same level would not be a match for the Tyrant.

"Die!"

The tyrant suddenly retracted his arms, bringing his hands together.

The terrifying pressure from both sides converged at the fastest speed and was applied entirely to Ye Feng.

Rumble!

The reception room was shaking incessantly, and even the floorboards were slowly collapsing.

Ye Feng, who was at the center of the pressure, remained calm and composed, seemingly unaware of any force affecting him.

"this..."

"That's impossible!"

For the first time, the tyrant showed a look of panic.

It can be said that under this move, even a master of the same level, or even a master of a higher realm, would be his opponent, but this kid was able to remain unharmed.

Is it true or false?

"Dr. Ye... is terrifyingly powerful..."

The skinny monkey was deeply shocked and muttered to himself.

On the other hand, Xiang Kun seemed to have gone mad. He was clearly such a powerful innate master, and his killing move was so strong, so why did it have no effect on this guy?

He even suspected that the tyrant's seemingly powerful killing move was actually just a show!

With this thought in mind, he silently tossed the key from his pocket into the pressure center. The key didn't last more than half a second before turning into dust.

hiss!

Xiang Kun gasped. This kid's body... is it harder than steel?

Without giving it much thought, Ye Feng looked around, shook his head, and said helplessly,

"Looks like I can't let you keep messing around like this, or you'll tear this room down."

After saying that, he lightly stamped his foot.

"Disperse!"

Words become law, and the terrifying pressure recedes like the tide as each word falls.

The tyrant was terrified, his heart trembling. "This guy...this guy isn't human. So young yet possessing such heaven-defying cultivation...this guy is a demon!"

"No, we can't stay here any longer!"

We have to go!

No, we have to run!

The thought flashed through Xiong Wushuang's mind, and he immediately had the idea of ​​escaping from this place. Before leaving, he glared fiercely at Wang Sanpao, his eyes flashing with intense resentment.

However, as soon as he turned around and leaned half his body out the door, he heard a whisper behind him that sounded like a demon.

"Trying to leave? It's too late."

Ye Feng picked up a leaf from the damaged bonsai tree, flicked it with his finger, and said, "Die."

The leaf was like a flying knife, tearing through the air in an instant and passing directly through the tyrant's body. His enormous body suddenly trembled, and he looked down in disbelief.

"Wow..."

The tyrant had barely opened his mouth when he spat out a mouthful of blood.

There is a wound about the length of a finger on my chest.

The bullet pierced his back and reached his chest; it was no random strike, but a precise cut through his heart.

Xiong Wushuang turned around in disbelief, took a deep look at the calm and composed Ye Feng, and then collapsed to the ground.

The room was completely silent; it was as if everyone could hear each other breathing.

The clamor was frightening.

The skinny monkey stumbled back several steps, leaning heavily against the wall, stammering in horror, "The...the tyrant is dead...the tyrant is dead!"