Comprehensive martial arts: At full level of comprehension, I choose to be a loser

The sudden change made Yu Lianzhou and others, who were dealing with the remnants of the enemy, suddenly change their voices.

They never expected that someone would hide in the dark and take the opportunity to sneak attack Ling Feng and Zhang Wuji, and their cultivation was still so strong.

These two people were exposed with extremely powerful aura, as if they were great grandmasters and masters.

With Ling Feng's innate early stage cultivation, how could he be able to stop the sneak attack of the two great grandmasters?

Not to mention the sneak attack of the two Great Grandmaster Masters, even if he faced Ling Feng head-on, he was not the opponent of a Great Grandmaster Master!

"Little junior brother, be careful".

"Little junior brother ......

".

"Mowgli ......

".

......

Several people immediately panicked, and with a sword to scare off the remnants of the enemy, they prepared to withdraw to support.

However, it was too late at this point.

The speed of the second elder of Xuan Ming was too fast, and at this time, he was already close to Ling Feng, and seeing that his palm power was about to hit Ling Feng, Yu Lianzhou and the others had already raised their hearts to their throats.

At such a critical juncture, Ling Feng still didn't panic at all.

I saw him smile evilly, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Seeing this, the two elders of Xuan Ming couldn't help but chuckle.

This kid is so calm, it seems that he has long expected that he will sneak attack, could it be that this kid has any other tricks?

But it was only a matter of a moment, and then the two of them put aside these unrealistic ideas.

No, the two brothers had never exposed their targets, so how could they have expected that they would sneak attack here?

Besides, this kid is so young, his cultivation must not be high, his two brothers are the early stage of cultivation of the great grandmaster, under the sneak attack, it is not easy to kill this kid and rob Zhang Cuishan's son?

This kid must have been frightened, so he showed such an expression.

Well, it must be so.

Thinking of this, the two of them with murderous gazes, ready to kill Ling Feng with a chilling force.

At this moment, Ling Feng's left hand had already quietly used the sword control technique, using qi to control the sword, and at the same time, his right hand was accumulating momentum.

"Jumping clown, dare to sneak attack?".

As soon as the words fell, the sword that had been thrown out by Ling Feng before and had not yet been withdrawn suddenly rose into the air, turning into a terrifying sword shadow and quickly attacking the back of the person on the left.

"Senior brother, be careful. "

Seeing this, the person on the right shrank his eyes and hurriedly reminded.

It turned out that the one who sneaked up on the left was the junior brother Hebi Weng among the two elders of Xuan Ming, and the one on the right was his senior brother Lu Zhuke.

At this time, Hebi Weng also noticed that a terrifying sword shadow locked on him behind him, and with his cultivation, he didn't have time to dodge.

He knew very well in his heart that if this sword shadow hit him, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

However, the Great Grandmaster Master was indeed extraordinary, and even so, he did not sit still, and still tried his best to dodge in the panic.

However, his speed was still too slow for the Take-off Sword, and the Flying Sword slashed past his right hand.

"Ah......h

He Bi Weng screamed in pain, and then his right hand fell to the ground from his elbow, and blood splattered.

As the saying goes, stealing chickens doesn't make rice, although he dodged the fatal blow, he was cut off by Ling Feng's swordsmanship.

At the same time, Ling Feng's right hand was hard to receive a slap from the deer sticker.

"Bump ......".

Under the palm, even if Ling Feng had already prepared, he was shocked to take a few steps back, and his right hand instantly formed a thin layer of frost.

On the other hand, he didn't take advantage of the deer sticker, he took more than a dozen steps backwards before he stopped, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured.

After all, although Ling Feng only had the peak cultivation of a Grandmaster, he had already prepared for it, and the purity of his internal strength was extraordinary, so even if the Deer Stick Ke was a great Grandmaster master, he could not please him.

"How is that possible?

How is that possible?

How can you be so strong at such a young age?"

I thought the other party was bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a diamond.

Two great grandmasters sneaked up on a young man, and he was beaten by the other party and injured by him, how did he accept this?

At this time, Yu Lianzhou and the others finally rushed to Ling Feng's side.

They were also shocked, as if they were in a dream.

"What's the situation?

It's not a dream, is it?

When did the little junior brother become so powerful?

The fatal blow of the two great grandmaster masters was easily defused by the junior brother, not to mention, they also disabled each other, when did the great grandmaster master become so weak?".

......

"Nothing is impossible, two stinky rats that only hide in the shadows, but frogs at the bottom of the well. Ling Feng said disdainfully.

"You ......

".

Ling Feng's words almost didn't make the deer stick politely vomit three liters of blood, when had his great grandmaster ever been humiliated like this?

Immediately, the deer sticker laughed and said, "Haha, sharp-toothed boy, you will look good in a while."

If you are hit by my Xuanming Divine Palm, you will wait for the cold poison to attack and be tortured to death!"

Hearing this, Yu Lianzhou and the others suddenly changed their faces suddenly, and they looked at Ling Feng with a worried expression.

They had never heard of the Xuanming Divine Palm, after all, the Hundred Losses Daoist who created the Xuanming Divine Palm had died thirty years ago, and Zhang Sanfeng had never mentioned it, let alone knew that there were still descendants of the Hundred Losses Daoists.

But from the words of the two elders of Xuan Ming, they probably also understood the yin poison of the Xuan Ming Divine Palm.

"Little junior brother, have you been slapped?"

"Little junior brother, are you okay?"

"Little junior brother ......

".

......

Ling Feng waved his hand and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine." "

As he spoke, Ling Feng glanced at the hoarfrost on his hand, and shook his hand, and the hoarfrost on his hand disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Hehe, Xuanming Divine Palm, that's it?

That's it!" Ling Feng teased.

Since he knew that the two elders of Xuan Ming would sneak attack, how could he not guard against the Xuan Ming Divine Palm?

When he was in the palm of his hand, he had already wrapped his palm with internal force to prevent the cold poison from invading his body.