Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Being in the same semi-immortal realm, how could Ning Xiaolei be afraid of Huang Dafeng, even though he could also sense that Huang Dafeng was not in an ordinary semi-immortal realm.

To be precise, the people from the Yanhuang tribe and the Zhanwu Academy are not ordinary cultivators.

They have a killing spirit that other people from the Yanhuang tribe don't have. They haven't experienced many real battles, so they can't develop this kind of momentum at all.

Even Ning Xiaolei thought that if he could compete with this kind of momentum, he would not be able to compete with the people from the Zhanwu Academy.

But Ning Xiaolei definitely lacked combat experience.

In the gambling battlefield, those big demons gave him lots of advice.

With the knowledge of those great demons, in the current cultivation world on earth, they would definitely be hundreds of miles away from the most powerful cultivators here.

Famous teachers give birth to great disciples. Ning Xiaolei, who has been trained by those great demons, has no shortage of combat experience.

Although he only had a dozen days, Ning Xiaolei had already transformed into a completely different person. He was no longer the Ning Xiaolei who only relied on the advantages of magic and martial arts to win.

"Looking for death, how dare you talk to me like this?"

Hearing that Ning Xiaolei actually called him "old man" in front of everyone, Huang Dafeng couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

How could he be so humiliated by a junior when he was also a prominent figure in the Yanhuang tribe?

"If you want me to admire you, you have to show the corresponding character, otherwise there is no need to talk."

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips, they were both members of the Yanhuang tribe, so why were there so many differences!

There are respected seniors like Chu Long, but there are also confused old men like Huang Dafeng who are indiscriminate for the sake of their grandchildren.

Although Chu Long's cultivation level is not as good as Huang Dafeng's, in Ning Xiaolei's eyes, Chu Long is many times more noble than Huang Dafeng.

"You sharp-tongued boy, you violated the rules of my Yanhuang Department and hurt my law enforcement officers in the War and Martial Arts Academy, so don't blame me for being rude to you."

Huang Dafeng snorted and walked slowly towards Ning Xiaolei.

Seeing that the two men were about to take action, the rest of the Zhanwu Academy struggled to get up and hurriedly escaped.

They didn't want to stay in the middle and be hurt by the aftermath of the fight between the two sides.

After experiencing the scene just now, they knew that Ning Xiaolei was by no means such a simple opponent.

"I would like to see if we are both in a semi-immortal realm. What tricks can you take from me?"

Huang Dafeng sneered and suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaolei's eyes narrowed slightly. He could see that Huang Dafeng had used a physical martial skill.

"In terms of speed, I'm no worse than you!"

Ning Xiaolei's eyes flashed slightly, and he used the strong wind technique to create a whirlwind around him. Tianpengbu was ready to attack, ready to react immediately.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

With a slight step, Ning Xiaolei moved away and struck a White Elephant's Palm with a flick of his hand.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion, and a wave of air spread out. Huang Dafeng made a huge palm print, and both he and the white elephant disappeared.

But seeing this scene, Huang Dafeng's face didn't look good, even a little gloomy.

Not only did the opponent avoid his attack, but he was evenly matched with his casual slap.

Doesn't this mean that the boy in front of him is at least as strong as himself?

"That's it, take the move!"

Ning Xiaolei snorted, stepped out in a flash, and punched out with the Ox King Fist.

Huang Dafeng frowned and raised his fist to meet him.

However, within just a moment, Huang Dafeng's face turned extremely ugly.

He found that he was at a disadvantage when facing the bombardment, and his fists were numb.

Each punch was like a heavy blow from the mountain. The force was so strong that he couldn't bear it at all.

"You old guy, you're not that useless."

Not only Huang Dafeng was shocked, Ning Xiaolei was also a little surprised.

His Bull King Fist was personally taught by the Bull Demon King, and its power increased many times.

However, although Huang Dafeng was outmatched, he could barely block it, which made Ning Xiaolei look at him with admiration.