"Zheng Shiyi, I know you are very strong. If you don't use martial soul, I may not be your opponent, but if you use martial soul, you are definitely not my opponent."

Zheng Jingfeng's wrinkled old face had a smile of victory. A black beam of light like water waves spread rapidly around his feet, and his whole body turned into a black shadow.

The black beam of light under his feet seemed to have life, and he started to squirm. He could even see bubbles slowly rising, black arms stretched out from the ground and stood up. In a trance, fifteen figures appeared around Zheng Shiyi's body, and each figure was exactly the same.

At the same time, the moment the black shadow appeared, Zheng Jingfeng's breath completely disappeared in the air, as if the whole person had disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of him at all.

Zheng Shiyi's eyes just swept to one side, then closed his eyes, and his muscles tensed up all over his body. He thought that when the black shadow appeared, he could still sense the existence of his spiritual energy, and through the spiritual energy, he could accurately judge the trajectory of his body's movement.

Now, even his breath disappeared. It seemed that he had used some special method to transfer it. In this case, he had to sense his existence at the moment of his attack, which was several times more difficult than before.

"Why did you close your eyes? Do you think you can feel my breath just by closing your eyes? Don't dream.

Zheng Shiyi, today I will let you know that if a warrior wants to be truly powerful, he must have a strong enough martial soul, and you, you are a waste without martial souls!"

Zheng Jingfeng laughed wildly and was about to set off. In his sight, Zheng Shiyi suddenly raised his right hand and bounced his finger. The air formed a thumb-sized vortex under the force of his fierce fingers. In an instant, the vortex gathered into a continuous large air blast, like a missing arrow shot from a bow, heading straight to his forehead.

How did this kid find his place?

Magic Shadows Swap!

Zheng Jingfeng was shocked. With a thought, his body moved instantly into the dark shadow beside him. The fierce air bomb pierced the shadow and landed on an iron man stake behind him. The air bomb seemed to be stabbed by the sharpest spear in the world, completely piercing the iron man through it, but the iron man stake stood firmly in place as if it had not received any attack, without any fluctuations.

"What a domineering force!"

"Just just bounce the finger, the warrior who can compress the air to attack, and even completely open the Iron Man. This is the unique iron man pile of the Zheng family, made of good fine iron and reinforced it with earth-based martial arts. Ordinary warriors, even if they use the martial arts they are proud of, cannot hurt them. Zheng Shiyi just bounced it through the Iron Man pile completely. It is so incredible!"

"That finger just now was extremely fast. I didn't expect that Zheng Jingfeng could dodge this attack so easily in such an unprepared situation. It is enough to show that his speed of exchange between shadows is really amazing!"

"No matter whether it is the amazing speed, the magic shadow martial soul, or the unpredictable attack method of ghost shadows, I just exposed my identity because I underestimated the enemy and made a sound. If Zheng Jingfeng became serious, even if Zheng Shiyi was strong, he would not be his opponent."

Suddenly burst into screams around.

Zheng Shiyi opened his eyes again, and a look of contempt appeared in his eyes. The ancestor of the Zheng family thought he was so powerful, but who would have thought that it would be like this.

The whereabouts of the Demon Shadow Martial Soul is indeed unpredictable, but his cultivation level cannot perfectly control the martial soul. Such a high-quality martial soul is really a waste to put on such a person.

Zheng Jingfeng hid in the black beam under his feet, and his mind controlled the shadow to attack like Zheng Shiyi. Countless shadows used fists and feet together, looking murderous, but the moment the shadow touched Zheng Shiyi's body, it completely penetrated and did not cause any harm to him.

Zheng Shiyi also closed his eyes and did not move his feet at all. Although it was the first time he had seen such a martial soul, it could be judged from his attack method that most of the shadow's attacks were invalid, and judging from the number of his shadows, he was unable to transfer part of his body to the shadow for attack.

In this way, I only need to concentrate and perceive his original body. As long as his original body is transferred to the shadow to attack, there will definitely be changes in murderous aura and spiritual energy. In the end, I will fight for speed, so there is no need to worry about the shadow's attack.

Zheng Jingfeng frowned and looked at Zheng Shiyi who was motionless, and a shock flashed in his heart. What is this kid doing? He did not dodge his shadow's attack at all.

In normal battles, even if it is just a shadow attack, he still needs to dodge. He has no intention of dodging since the beginning. Could it be that he has given up?

It's impossible. His strength is extremely terrifying. You can tell how strong he is from the sudden attack just now. But how could he do this?

Forget it, but no matter how strong he is, he cannot be the opponent of my husband's martial soul.

The magic shadow martial soul focuses on the transformation between reality and reality, and the extreme he has achieved in this regard is that he can complete the transformation between shadows in an instant. Even if he can sense the appearance of his body, he will definitely not be able to keep up with my husband's speed!

Suddenly, Zheng Shiyi felt an indescribable murderous aura behind him, as if he had appeared out of thin air from space.

This time it's a real attack!

Zheng Shiyi suddenly turned around, and the black shadow's fist had reached his sight. This punch looked extremely ordinary, and there was not even a trace of fist wind, but the dark fist seemed to contain endless power, as if it could penetrate everything.

Entitled attack!

Eight Wastes!

Zheng Shiyi's spiritual energy turned sharply, his body flashed, and he took a step forward, but it seemed as if the eight wilderness had passed, and there seemed to be no time passing. His body disappeared into the air like a burst of air.

Behind, Zheng Jingfeng's fist fell down. In an instant, a punch that originally seemed to have no power suddenly burst out with extremely terrifying power, as if it instantly broke the air around it, and bursts of crisp sounds of sonic boom came from the air.

With the sound that could almost shatter a person's ears, Zheng Jingfeng's pupils suddenly shrank in his eyes, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. Zheng Shiyi actually disappeared!

I have achieved perfection in both speed and shadow transfer.

In this world, I am definitely the supreme being. Even Zheng Tianyu cannot dodge easily even when he is casting his martial soul!

He! A waste from the Zheng family branch! There is no sufficient resources, no excellent skills, and even his martial soul is drawn away. Even if he accidentally opens the killing war realm, what can it do? He still knows the strength of the Demon Sect, even the previous Demon Sect leader is vulnerable to his own speed.

But Zheng Shiyi, how could he be faster than himself!

Shadow transfer!

Almost subconsciously, Zheng Jingfeng wanted to dodge into another shadow. Zheng Shiyi was faster, so he was in danger and must not be careless.

"At this time, you just want to run away? Don't you think it's too late..."

Zheng Jingfeng was just about to move, but a cold voice sounded behind him. An unprecedented sense of fear made Zheng Jingfeng feel a chill all over his body, as if he was in the mysterious ice coffin.

In front of me, a golden fist had fallen.

Golden light shone, and waves of thunder power instantly spread across the surrounding space. It seemed that the air around it was burnt ashes under the thunder.

It was clearly a punch, but it seemed that the world-destroying thunder from the vast world fell down. With one blow, it seemed that everything in this world would be destroyed under this punch.

The golden fist slashed through the air, leaving a clear crack, which hit him heavily.

In an instant, Zheng Jingfeng felt his heart stop beating suddenly, and then an indescribable huge pain came.

Zheng Shiyi's punch fell rapidly, like a meteorite falling from the sky, landing heavily in Zheng Jing's chest. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and waves of air visible to the naked eye rushed around.

At this moment, the entire ground completely cracked like a strong earthquake and quickly cracked around, and the water flowed out of the cracks like a fountain.

The sound of bone fracture sounded, and Zheng Jingfeng's entire chest was completely concave by this punch. The fractured sternum was like a sharp knife, passing through the internal organs in his body, and finally directly penetrated the entire retreat, completely exposed to the air.

With one punch, Zheng Jingfeng's body was churning with blood. Shadows standing around him were like a squirm of black smoke, blowing in the air, and he flew out almost halfway.

After flying forty or fifty feet, he hit several houses one after another, and then he fell heavily on the ground.

Quiet! Deadly silence! Everyone stood there blankly, but no one made any sound. They all looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was extremely powerful in front of them. The sound of the breeze blew by, turned into the main theme of Zheng Zhan Mansion at this moment.

Zheng Jingfeng's face was full of painful expressions, but in the end he didn't make a scream. Drops of scarlet blood flowed down from behind and the corners of his mouth. He struggled to hold up his body, and the provocative corners of his mouth showed infinite fear. He... was he defeated like this?

How is it possible! I have the best resources of the Zheng family, but in the end I am defeated by a branch dog of the Zheng family.

How is this possible? How is this possible? I am the ancestor of the Zheng family, and that branch dog is just a waste who has lost his martial soul by Tianyu and has become a waste without martial soul. How can he be defeated by him? How is it possible!

How could he, a branch dog, be able to surpass his own dog? He grew to this point in just a few years!

Around the surroundings, people from the Zheng family looked at Zheng Jingfeng who was flying backwards, as if he had been imposed by someone, and stood there blankly, with confusion and confusion in their eyes.
Chapter completed!