It had absolutely no effect on the night wind.

"boom!"

The punch seemed to shatter the void, and a dragon shadow soared into the sky before striking the Blood Fiend Elder.

"Knock knock knock!"

"ah!"

One of the arms of the Blood Fiend Offering was blown to pieces.

The roar of the dragon ruptured his eardrums, causing them to bleed.

Ye Feng had already comprehended the profound meaning of the fifth level of the Panlong Fist. That day, after absorbing the Yuan Yang Earth Vein, he felt that his Panlong Fist had become even more domineering and fierce.

Below the Grandmaster level, he is absolutely invincible!

"How is that possible!"

"How could my evil arts be defeated by a mere brat!"

"No!"

Blood Fiend's eyes were filled with blood, his clothes were tattered and torn by the force of the punch, and he was in a sorry state.

"Bang! Bang!"

Night Wind lunged forward and kicked him in the knee, shattering his kneecap.

"No, you can't kill me! I am a worshipper of the Nanyang Sacred Altar!"

"Kill me, and the Nanyang Sacred Altar will not let you get away with it!"

"Night wind!"

Blood Fiend's eyes widened in terror; he finally felt the fear of death.

"If any of the Nanyang sacred altars dare to invade, I will slaughter them all!"

"If you dare to touch Mu Qing, you deserve to die!"

"boom!"

Night Wind struck Blood Fiend's head with a palm strike, and his head shattered like a watermelon.

The Blood Demon remained with its eyes open until its death.

He didn't understand why this kid was so powerful.

After killing the Blood Fiend Elder, Ye Feng searched his body and a token suddenly fell out from the Blood Fiend Elder's collar.

What is this?

"The Altar Token!" Ye Feng was taken aback. After packing his things, Ye Feng quickly left the place.