Suddenly, three clear bursts of air were heard. This was the elder's signature move, the Three Forms Fist!
Using the principle of Tai Chi to overcome hardness with softness, Yang Feng successfully blocked three of his attacks, which were like afterimages, and dissipated most of the force.
"Ah!" Seeing that all his moves were ineffective, the elder roared and frantically threw punches, his internal energy swirling around him.
"Is shouting all you can do to output damage?!" Yang Feng sneered, using the method of borrowing force against force to make him retreat more than ten meters in an instant.
What?!
The younger elder staggered to a stop, his internal energy in complete disarray. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the surprise in his eyes was exactly the same as that of Leng Feng before.
This boy is incredibly powerful!
He was an elder who had broken through to the late stage of the Profound Rank, yet he couldn't even last ten rounds against him.
"Gurgle~"
The hundreds of disciples surrounding the Glazed Tile Sect swallowed hard, feeling breathless. Some of the disciples present were the same age as Yang Feng, but why didn't they seem as monstrous as him?
They cried out in their hearts, "This is unfair!"
However, there is no absolute fairness in this world. Not only is Yang Feng a Chaos Body, but he also obtained something called a system.
"Do you really think you can kill people in the Glazed Tile School just because you have some strength? I have already tolerated and compromised with you before, but you killed an elder of my school. You are now the enemy of the Glazed Tile School!"
Leng Feng stepped forward to the younger elder, placed his hand on his back, and channeled some internal energy into him. Then, he coldly looked at Yang Feng and shouted:
"Elders and disciples, deploy the Meteor Big Dipper Formation and annihilate the enemy!!"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 165 Tai Chi Bagua Palm
As soon as the words were spoken, the disciples on the Liuli Sect's plaza immediately sprang into action, instantly connecting the surrounding area into a circle, creating a very solemn atmosphere.
At the same time, Leng Feng and the four elders stood in five different directions, which was quite unusual, and the surrounding aura had already stirred up hurricanes.
"I really regret it!" Murong Tian shook his head helplessly, standing outside a group of disciples, not joining them in the fight, but just complaining.
If he hadn't brought Yang Feng back, this wouldn't have happened, and Elder Gou Yue wouldn't have perished.
Both sides will live in peace.
Yang Feng glanced around at the completely blocked area, a strange smile playing on his lips. Suddenly, his aura surged, and he spoke calmly:
"I wonder if you will allow me to use my full strength this time."
That's right, he hasn't used his ultimate skill or his technological trump card yet!
"kill!!"
Leng Feng roared, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. Together with the four elders, he mobilized his inner strength and unleashed palm strikes from five different directions.
The disciples around him began to spin, creating a dazzling spectacle.
"Senior Brother Murong, that despicable man is finally going to be defeated here!"
Yi Ruo felt very relieved to have been knocked away by him earlier, and then said.
"I don't know. This big... man, he can even force back a peak Xuan-level expert. I wonder if he can survive. Ah, it's my fault, really."
Murong Tian originally intended to speak to this elder brother, but instead, he ended up harming his fellow disciple.
"It's not your fault. Blame him for being too arrogant and domineering. He even killed Elder Gou."
Yi Ruo shook her head, then said, "Senior Brother Murong, let's go and help them too."
"Junior sister, no, he's already doomed. If we enter the formation now, it will only interrupt it."
Murong Tian reached out and pulled Yi Ruo back, sighing softly.
At that moment, Yang Feng frantically mobilized the spiritual power within his body. A strange scarlet light flashed in his right eye, and he leaped six meters into the air, stretching out his hands and forming a Tai Chi symbol.
Tai Chi!
Before he finished speaking, the black and white Tai Chi pattern in front of him began to rotate, and his slender body, illuminated by the sunlight, resembled that of a son of the sun.
Baguazhang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng bent down and charged straight down, his left hand pressing on the Tai Chi symbol, and suddenly struck the center of Leng Feng and his group of five.
The disciples below were all stunned by what they saw, staring motionless as Yang Feng struck down.
"Everyone, retreat!"
Leng Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, filled with extreme terror. He shouted, waking all the surrounding disciples, who were just about to retreat.
Instantly, a violent burst of spiritual energy, bearing a Tai Chi pattern, struck the floor, exploding and creating ripples that repelled the surrounding disciples and elders.
Leng Feng was in a very bad state. He and the four elders all coughed up blood. Their internal energy was in a chaotic state, so they had to forcefully suppress it.
Fortunately, the disciples around them were not very close to the attack range, so they only suffered minor injuries from the remaining forces.
At this very moment, a Tai Chi symbol appeared where Yang Feng had landed, deeply imprinted on the ground, and then spoke: