Ling Feng's hatred for Zhao Yulin had reached its peak, and his eyes were red. He looked at Zhao Yulin with murderous intent, and a hint of disdain flashed across his lips as he looked at his light fist, "Go to hell!" He couldn't help but increase the force of his punch.

"Ah!" The sudden scream attracted everyone's attention, and everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded; "That flying thing in the air seems to be a person?"

"Bang!" Ling Feng, who was flying in the air, came into close contact with the ground, slid back a few meters before stopping, and the severe pain from his shoulder made him roll on the ground, screaming.

"This guy is a fucking actor! He was solved in just one move?" However, Ling Feng's hysterical screams made them realize that Ling Feng was not an actor, but his opponent was too strong. They couldn't help but secretly look at Zhao Yulin, their eyes full of surprise, mixed with a hint of fear and curiosity, "We are all from China, why is there such a big gap between them?" If Ling Feng heard these words, he would be so angry that he would vomit more than three liters of blood.

However, Ling Feng didn't care about so many things at this moment. He had been stunned by Zhao Yulin's punch. He had never experienced such a terrible defeat before. He was full of disbelief, "How is it possible? How could that light fist have such a powerful force? After all, I am a king-level mercenary. How could I be defeated in one day?" However, the severe pain in his shoulder forced him to accept the fact that he was indeed defeated by someone else. "No wonder Huang Zixiang retreated without hesitation just now. It seems that he has seen it before. Humph! He actually abandoned me and didn't care about me!" Ling Feng, who had lost his mind, hated Huang Zixiang as well.

Ling Feng struggled to get up from the ground, holding his shoulder with his left hand, staring at Zhao Yulin fiercely with hatred, mixed with a little fear, and his facial muscles trembled slightly. Although he wanted Zhao Yulin to wash away his shame, his heart told him that it was impossible. As if he accepted this fact, Ling Feng's face showed a trace of loneliness.

What is the difference between Ling Feng now and himself at that time? Huang Zixiang saw all of this, as if he saw himself at that time, just as unbelievable, just as unwilling, just as frustrated.

Seeing Ling Feng and the others no longer taking action, Zhao Yulin couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. He was the only one who knew how much true Qi was needed to support the use of the Dao character formula. Looking at the very little true Qi in his body, a trace of bitterness appeared in the corner of his eyes, "It seems that it's better not to use this Dao character formula until the last moment!"

Just when Zhao Yulin relaxed a little, suddenly the hairs on his body exploded, and a smell of death rushed to his forehead. The little true Qi left in his body irrigated his whole body, and Zhao Yulin moved slightly.

"Huh? A slightly surprised voice sounded, and Miyamoto Koji looked at Zhao Yulin in surprise. He chose to attack when Zhao Yulin was the least vigilant, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yulin still didn't dodge his fatal blow.

Zhao Yulin, who had been on the verge of death, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, "Fortunately, I was prepared before, otherwise I would have died here just now!" He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the man who walked out of the dark. At first glance, Zhao Yulin recognized that this person was a master, more powerful than all the previous people. The strong smell of blood on his body meant that he had killed people, and many people. Zhao Yulin's eyes couldn't help but become more solemn than ever before.

"Not bad! I didn't expect that you could dodge my attack in this state, it's really surprising, but I want to see how many times you can dodge it!" Miyamoto Koji, who was still talking, suddenly ran away and approached Zhao Yulin in an instant. The dagger in his hand was emitting a piercing cold light and slashed towards Zhao Yulin quickly.

Zhao Yulin, who had always been vigilant in his heart, was not surprised at the man's attack. If it was him, he would not say a word. He held his breath and concentrated his mind. Zhao Yulin, who once again activated the Tao character formula, felt that the breath in his body was a little weak. The fist with a faint golden light slowly flew towards Miyamoto Koji. Having

just seen this slow fist in the dark, he naturally would not despise it like Ling Feng did. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he attached great importance to it in his heart . , but Miyamoto Koji was more curious, he wanted to see how powerful this move was.

The icy cold dagger came into contact with the fist with a light golden glow, but strangely, the seemingly sharp dagger was blocked by a fist, as if the fist was the same as steel.

After experiencing this fist personally, he knew how terrifying it was. The unparalleled power from the dagger made Miyamoto Koji almost unable to resist. His body kept retreating a few steps, looking at Zhao Yulin with a solemn look, "Fortunately, I didn't slack off before!" The hand holding the dagger couldn't help but tremble slightly, "This man must be killed! "He is so powerful at such a young age. What will happen in the future? Miyamoto Koji has already included Zhao Yulin in his must-kill list, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yulin looked at Miyamoto Koji with an extremely dignified look. After using the Tao character technique for the first time, the opponent was intact and did not achieve the previous results. It seems that this person is extremely strong. Zhao Yulin pays special attention to Miyamoto Koji in his heart.

"Kill! "Miyamoto Koji roared in his heart, and the dagger in his hand flew, constantly stabbing at Zhao Yulin's vital points. Zhao Yulin was not to be outdone. He dodged the opponent's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack. The two fought in full swing and fiercely.

Miyamoto Musashi, who was helped up by his men, stared at the fierce battlefield. He became more and more in awe of Zhao Yulin. He knew Miyamoto Koji's strength very well, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yulin could fight him so hard, especially after experiencing several major battles. Although they belonged to the same local camp, he still couldn't help but respect him in his heart, "Father is right, there are always people beyond the sky, it seems that I am still too weak! "

Miyamoto Koji became more and more shocked as the fight went on. He found Zhao Yulin's strength more and more difficult to understand. After several battles with him, he could still fight him to a draw. "How terrifying is this person's strength? If you were in your prime, I would really have to avoid his edge. But now, humph!" The dagger in his hand couldn't help but speed up.

Facing the violent attacks, Zhao Yulin was like a small boat in the sea, carefully dodging all kinds of attacks. The gradually withering true energy in his body made him a little anxious. "Am I really going to die here today?" Zhao Yulin showed an unwilling look on his face, "No! I can't die here, and there are so many people staring at me as I go back, mad old man, how can I die here before I have avenged my senior brother, no! Never!" He roared in his heart, and the fist in his hand seemed to come alive.

"Humph! Resisting stubbornly! "Looking at Zhao Yulin who seemed to be crazy, Miyamoto Koji's eyes flashed with a hint of sneer, and he kept attacking with the dagger in his hand, knowing that Zhao Yulin was already at the end of his strength and wanted to rely on the amount of true energy to win. With

many years of combat experience, how could Zhao Yulin not understand what Miyamoto Koji was thinking? His face was a little gloomy, and he was a little anxious in his heart. Suddenly, his face turned ruthless. Facing Miyamoto Koji's crazy attack, Zhao Yulin simply let go of his defense and fought with his life.

Miyamoto Koji on the opposite side was a little confused, and the dagger quietly slid past, but Zhao Yulin on the opposite side actually hit his dagger squarely, and a ruthless look appeared on his face, and the dagger stabbing at Zhao Yulin couldn't help but become a little heavier.

"Puff! "The sound of a knife entering flesh was heard, and Zhao Yulin's palm was pierced by the dagger. Blood kept dripping down the dagger, forming an exceptionally bright blood flower on the ground.

"Win?" Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looking at Zhao Yulin with awe in their eyes, "This is an opponent worthy of admiration!"

However, just when everyone thought the fight was over, Zhao Yulin on the opposite side showed a sly smile, and his pierced palm did not retreat but instead advanced, grabbed Miyamoto Koji's hand in his hand, clenched his left fist, and struck out with lightning speed. Under the incredulous gaze of everyone, the fist with golden light hit Miyamoto Koji's chest, "Bang!", a sound like thunder rang, and Miyamoto Koji flew backwards like a bird with a broken line, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

At this time, Zhao Yulin was really at the end of his rope. His pierced palm was bleeding, his internal Qi was completely gone, his eyes were a little blurry, and his body was swaying as if he was going to fall down in the next second.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone was stunned. No one expected that Zhao Yulin could still fight back in this state, and even turned the tables in the end. Looking at Miyamoto Koji who was lying on the ground, everyone couldn't help but admire this man. If it were them, they would have accepted their fate long ago, but this man didn't. There seemed to be an invisible force supporting him.

However, just when everyone didn't want to make any more moves on Zhao Yulin, there was an exception. Huang Zixiang looked at the staggering Zhao Yulin, with a cruel smile flashing in his eyes. Huang Zixiang, who acted quietly, didn't care about other people's opinions. He just wanted Zhao Yulin to die. "Go to hell! Zhao Yulin!" He roared in his heart and quickly approached Zhao Yulin.

Zhao Yulin, who was exhausted, had a dazed look in his eyes. After seeing Huang Zixiang's actions, he instinctively wanted to dodge, but his body was out of control and he stood there unable to move. Seeing Huang Zixiang approaching him, Zhao Yulin felt a sense of sadness in his heart, "Brother, please forgive me for not being able to avenge you, and the crazy old man. Second sister, I'm sorry, I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other again in the future. Miss, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you anymore!" He closed his eyes and his eyes were slightly wet.

"Stop!" Just when everyone thought that Zhao Yulin was doomed, a coquettish shout suddenly came from not far away.