His combat power at the level of the Douhuang in this melee is really not very effective. Instead of killing a few Douhuangs or dozens of Douwangs. Feng Chen thought it was more interesting to see the battles of the Dousheng.

Looking at the movements from the faraway sky, even though it was already endless distance, it still had terrifying pressure. It was the battle of the saints on earth. The fierce battle of the strongest people on the continent on the surface, and he wanted to see where to fight.

If others knew about Feng Chen's idea, he would definitely be frightened by his courage. You should know that even a fighting level of Dou Sheng can kill Dou Zong, even if it is just a trace of scattered power. He can kill Dou Zun with just one move. He actually wanted to watch the battle between the six Dou Shengs, and it was not just seeking death.

Feng Chen naturally understood this, but he really didn't want to miss this rare opportunity. The Battle of Saints is not so easy to encounter.

And when he remembered Mo Ganlei's identity, Feng Chen felt that he might be able to help some small things. Thinking of this, Feng Chen no longer hesitated. He first moved Wu Yingying and Tan Lang to a hidden place far away from the battlefield, and then threw down two excited sixth-level array plates to protect the two. Feng Chen headed straight to the Saint Battlefield in the distance.

In order to avoid accidental injury, the Master of Yundu Peak specially pulled the battlefield a hundred miles away. Even so, they could still feel their pressure and the terrifying movements during the battle in Xiaoyun City. If Feng Chen wanted to watch the battle, he naturally had to move towards the center of the battle, that is, to move forward under the pressure of the six fighting saints.

At first I didn't feel anything, but when Feng Chen approached within fifty miles, he could clearly feel a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"Damn it, is this the real battle of the Battle Saint? It's like a terrifying person." Feng Chen gritted his teeth. At this time, he was at least twenty miles away from the center of the battle, but he felt that he was almost at his limit. He was sweating like rain, and it was extremely difficult to go further.

"Curse Nightmare, what's going on? Even when Yan Kai broke the seal, it wasn't so scary. He was much stronger than the Dou Sheng. How could the six Dou Shengs be so far to put so much pressure on me?" Feng Chen was extremely shocked.

"There is nothing impossible. I am shocked because I have never truly realized the power of the holy level. All the saints are ants, and this sentence is not just a saying."

"You didn't feel much pressure at the beginning of Yan Kai. It was not that he did not have this ability, but that he controlled his own strength to the extreme. And the master of Yundu Peak was not as superb as Yan Kai. He also met the opponent and took all his strength regardless of the consequences. This also made you truly realize this level of power and maintain a sense of awe." The curse nightmare was in the jade pendant space, perceived and permeated outside and communicated with Fengchen.

"It's true that we should keep awe. We underestimated the Dou Sheng before." Feng Chen sighed, but he did not stop moving forward. The current distance cannot see the specific battle scene clearly.

After struggling for seven or eight miles, Feng Chen could not bear it anymore. After looking at the distance, it was almost done. Feng Chen took out a sixth-level array plate to stimulate it. The formation suddenly appeared, and finally isolated the terrifying power. Feng Chen was breathing heavily in the formation.

"This is really a cause for your own suffering."

Feng Chen smiled bitterly, but he had no regrets at all. He endured the dazzling pain, and the earthly evil air filled his eyes. Feng Chen's eyes turned gray and white, looking towards the center of the battle.

"I dare to sneak attack my Xiaoyun City. Today I will let you wait for a long spear and stabbed it out with a golden light. The void was shattered directly, and the spear light suddenly appeared behind the battle of the Miyun Sect that he fought against him. It was strange.

"Hmph, a trick of carving insects. Don't use this trick to embarrass you, the Grand Dao defeats you." The mysterious Yun Sect's Holy Head did not turn, and a punch was blasted backwards, and the golden spear that could break the void jumped inch. Then the man punched again. Feng Chen instantly felt that the light there was twisting. The space was folded together and was twisted by this punch.

Li Xiaoyun, the lord of Xiaoyun City, wanted to hide but found that the space around him had frozen together, and he could not move at all. He could only resist. It was indeed a grand way. There was nowhere to hide, and he could not hide, so he could not resist.

Li Xiaoyun's face was gloomy, but he had no choice but to shoot with one shot and break the punch first. But even though he had all his strength, he could only barely deal with it. The punch mark was broken and he was still knocked out hundreds of meters. It was obvious that Li Xiaoyun was not the opponent of the Fighting Saint of the Hundred War Empire. Even if he could still support it now, it was only a matter of time before he could lose.

Feng Chen also inferred the identity of the Dou Sheng of the Miyun Sect from this confrontation. It was indeed the lord of Yifeng. Yun Moyu, the lord of Duhong Peak, was good at using fists and swords, and at the same time he had a deep attainment in space, even half of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng could not compare to him.

Now that Li Xiaoyun has been beaten by Yun Moyu, Feng Chen's attention is shifted to Master Yundu Peak. His opponent is Mo Qianlei, the prince of the Hundred War Empire who Feng Chen thought might be able to help a little.

When I looked at Feng Chen, I found that the situation of Master Yundu Peak seemed to be not very good. The reputation of the Saint Qianlei is really not great, Master Yundu Peak is at an absolute disadvantage.

Mo Qianlei's every move seemed to have a great sun coming. He swung out his sword with endless fire spirit, like a rushing river, and the burning space began to twist and melt, and the earth cracked, as if he wanted to turn the world into coke.

Faced with such attacks, the Lord of Yundu Peak did not dare to resist, so he had to dodge. Seeing the Lord of Yundu Peak's posture, Mo Qianlei laughed wildly.

"Mad, this bastard's strength is a bit unbearable. If you find the wrong opponent, this guy should be thrown to that guy Yun Moyu." The master of Yundu Peak complained in his heart.

It is indeed a famous Wuxu scholar. Mo Qianlei has such a big name. Although someone must have secretly contributed to the fire, there are false and exaggerated words, his strength is definitely not something that can be covered. Just like now, there are few opponents in the same level as the master of Yundu Peak, but he is still beaten to fight Mo Qianlei.

"It's true." Feng Chen was not surprised by this, as if he had expected it. He came here under tremendous pressure not just to watch the fun. As soon as Mo Qianlei took action, Feng Chen recognized that the technique he used was the Nine Yang Fantian Art that he obtained from Gu Shang Doudi.

This technique is as high as the top grade in the heavenly level, powerful and domineering as well. Combined with Mo Qianlei's extremely suitable royal bloodline of the Hundred Wars Empire, the power of this technique can be fully exerted. It is reasonable to press the power of the technique at the same level.

However, at that time, Gu Shang Doudi did not leave the complete Nine Yang Fantian Art, so the martial arts in the imperial family of the Hundred Wars Empire were only incomplete versions. Even the broken version was far more powerful than the ordinary low-level martial arts of the heavenly level. However, because of the lack of martial arts, there must be various defects when practicing martial arts, and perhaps those who do not know it cannot see it. But Feng Chen has the complete Nine Yang Fantian Art. Although he has not practiced, he has certainly studied and observed this level of martial arts carefully.

Of course, there are too many flaws in Fengchen's eyes. After all, the gap in strength is too big. But as long as you find a little, it will be fatal in such a battle. Fengchen believes that the Lord of Yundu Peak can seize the opportunity.

But although Feng Chen could find several defects of Mo Ganlei, he couldn't tell the Master of Yundu Peak. The distance was too far to do it. Use the jade slip for transmission. Feng Chen believed that Yundu Peak was the main one who dared to see it, so even if he knew Mo Ganlei's fatal hole, he wouldn't have the chance to use it.

"Curse Nightmare, do you have any way to contact the Lord of Yundu Peak?" Feng Chen had no choice but to ask for help from Curse Nightmare.

"Hmph, little brat, I think of me when I have trouble." Zhuyan said arrogantly. However, it also distinguished the importance and did not entangle them. After a moment of thinking, it gave a solution, which was still the formation it was good at. It was just a simple third-level formation. With Feng Chen's current formation attainment, he easily arranged the formation.

Everything was ready, and Feng Chen immediately transmitted the sound of the Master of Yundu Peak through the formation. As soon as Feng Chen opened his mouth, the Master of Yundu Peak directly heard Feng Chen's identity. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found Feng Chen more than ten miles away.

Even though he knew that the Dou Sheng was powerful and spiritual consciousness, Feng Chen was still shocked that Master Yundu Peak could find his position so quickly. However, there was no time to shock these things at this moment. Feng Chen knew that Master Yundu Peak, who had practiced to Dou Sheng, could not believe in a voice transmission of unknown origin, so he did not think about hiding his identity or something.

But before Fengchen could say anything, the Lord of Yundu Peak said first: "What are you doing here? Leave quickly. This battle is not something you can interfere with."

"Master, don't worry, I may not be able to intervene in this battle, but it doesn't mean I can't help." Feng Chen said poorly at first, and then Feng Chen became serious in an instant.

The Lord of Yundu Peak was about to scold Fengchen, but when he saw him like this, he would listen to him for a moment. Although he didn't believe that Feng Fengchen could do anything, he also knew that Fengchen should not be joking about this anymore.

"The Master of Peak, the Nine Yang Fantian Art requires the practice of collecting fire essence. Those who collect essence are the Yuan essence that is produced after quietness. The Yuan essence is produced internally and external objects are immediately raised. At this time, the body and mind should not move, and quickly concentrate the mind and illuminate the Dantian. When the Yuan essence that is produced is about to return, go to the perineum point and use the intention to introduce it into the Dantian. But Master of Peak, please look carefully at the Mogan Lei, and every time the Yuan essence returns, it is very obscure. This is the opportunity."

"In addition, whenever he attacks, the Jiquan point under his armpit is another life gate. If he is attacked, the fighting energy in his body will instantly dissipate."

"In addition to these two places, when he stops after attacking, the wind gate on his back and the two acupoints on his back will also cause the Dou Qi to collapse when attacked."

When the Lord of Yundu Peak heard this, he only replied with three words: "Hide away."
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