"One move?" Chen Feng laughed loudly, and at the same time he also had a certain understanding of Ying Fei's arrogance.▏.
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"What? Are you still too young?" Ying Fei looked at Chen Feng coldly and asked in a cold voice.
"Okay, okay! One move after another, then let's do it, Mr. Qingying!" Chen Feng looked like he was about to get excited. He lost all his spiritual energy with extreme contempt and stood in the air with a strange smile.
"Arrogant boy! He simply doesn't know how to live or die!"
"It's just that I really don't know what kind of incompetent teacher it is that can teach such ignorant disciples!"
Chen Feng's actions immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the monks in the air. Ying Fei was so angry that his face turned red and he gritted his teeth: "Boy, you asked for this!"
After saying this, Yingfei stretched out his hand in the air, and a light blue light curtain appeared in front of his palm. With the appearance of the light curtain, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the air began to roll violently, a violent storm rose in the sky, and the sea beneath his feet roared and steamed, setting off
Rolling waves.
"I'll wipe it!" Chen Feng was frightened by the sudden attack and his whole body trembled. He screamed secretly, and an unknown feeling suddenly arose.
The strong wind roared between the sky and the earth, and the huge waves on the sea surface were higher and higher, making a deafening sound. The clouds in the sky were like steaming boiling water, squirming back and forth in all directions. Everything seemed to be doomsday, and the waves were making people unable to stop.
A strong pressure to breathe.
When all the monks saw this scene, they rushed back and looked at Chen Feng with eyes filled with pity.
"This little kid really doesn't know how high the sky is and how dare he offend Master Ying Fei!"
"Haha, I think he just wants to die!"
Although the monk had flown far away, the words he said still reached Chen Feng's ears word for word. At this time, Chen Feng also had some regrets, but the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, and China's face cannot be lost!
Since all his spiritual energy has been dissipated, there is absolutely no reason to use it again. This means that he also has confidence in his immortal golden body to win.
The air seemed to become more and more oppressive, and the entire space seemed to be trembling in front of Ying Fei's powerful cultivation.
Finally, when everyone thought that the entire space was about to burst in front of Ying Fei, Ying Fei finally stopped the movements of his hands, and at the same time, a small silver sword slowly floated out in the blue light curtain.
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Huh? Why did you spend so much effort just for this little sword? Chen Feng looked at the fluttering silver sword in the distance in astonishment, and countless questions popped up in his heart. Is there something strange about this little sword?
"go!"
A loud shout interrupted Chen Feng's thoughts, and Ying Fei's whole body was filled with spiritual energy. He slapped the silver sword hard, and the sword trembled slightly, and it made a cry like a dragon's cry, and immediately turned into a dragon.
A white light roared up and flew towards Chen Feng fiercely.
The speed of the small sword was extremely fast, and it was hard to tell how powerful it was. But as the small sword flew forward, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly bulged out, and he felt like he was falling into an ice cave, because there was some kind of small sword here and there. It was clearly a sword that cut through the sky.
, a peerless weapon that shakes the world.
I saw white light flowing around the small sword. Wherever it passed, the entire space was divided into two. Even the air was cut in half by the small sword. The originally blue sky was torn apart by the small sword like a piece of rice paper.
And in the cracked void, there was only a black nothingness left.
"Fuck you, what is this?" Chen Feng cursed loudly. At this time, he was still concerned about his face. His spiritual energy steamed up from his body, and bursts of Zen sound filled the world.
The golden Buddha's light, shrouded in black murderous aura, formed a huge barrier in front of Chen Feng. Chen Feng's body surged with divine light, and his skin turned golden in an instant. He wanted to use up all his milk-feeding energy.
The speed of the small sword became faster and faster, and the scratches in the air became clearer and clearer. Chen Feng could even feel the breath of death close at hand.
"Damn it, you can't resist me hiding?" Chen Feng suddenly came to his senses. Before that, although the two of them had agreed on a move, they didn't say that they couldn't avoid it. Thinking of this, Chen Feng's face lit up with joy and his body moved.
, then you have to dodge in other directions.
But Ying Fei, who was standing in the distance, seemed to have seen what Chen Feng was thinking. Ying Fei's face was as dark as water, he snorted coldly, and casually raised his hand in the air, and a powerful force suddenly appeared in front of Chen Feng.
Left and right, Chen Feng was imprisoned in a small space.
"This, how is this possible?" Until this moment, Chen Feng was completely confused. What kind of cultivation level did the other party have? How could he imprison his body in the air with just a few gestures?
But Chen Feng could no longer think about what was happening in front of him, because the silver sword had already arrived in front of him.
The powerful energy was like a summons from hell. While Chen Feng was stunned, the golden-black light curtain in front of him only lasted for less than a few breaths before being chopped into pieces by the small sword.
The little sword continued to move forward, as if it was the death sentence, and a chill rose in Chen Feng's heart for no reason.
"Can the Immortal Golden Body really be able to withstand this terrifying power?" A big question mark appeared in Chen Feng's heart. This was the first time in Chen Feng's history that he had doubts about the Immortal Golden Body.
"Poof!" A harsh muffled sound came from Chen Feng, and an indescribable severe pain suddenly shot through Chen Feng's chest.
I saw golden light surging around Chen Feng's body, glowing with bursts of divine brilliance, and the small white sword was extremely sharp, like a steel awl, penetrating Chen Feng's body like fine steel bit by bit.
"Immortal golden body?" Ying Fei, who was in the distance, murmured after seeing the golden light on Chen Feng's body, with a strange flash in his eyes: "I didn't expect that this legendary holy body actually existed, no wonder
This kid is so confident, but even if you have an immortal golden body, so what?"
The bone-piercing pain was like countless sharp knives, madly torturing every nerve in Chen Feng's body. Chen Feng felt that every cell in his body was exploding. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted. But the little sword still moved forward slowly,
The power coming from the small sword probably cut into Chen Feng's body and mind bit by bit.
Finally, when the small sword immediately sank into Chen Feng's body, Chen Feng roared and grabbed the hilt of the small sword. An unimaginable force came from the hilt crazily.
"Ah 7e" A voice that was not like a human came from Chen Feng's mouth. Chen Feng's muscles all over his body stood high and he grabbed the hilt of the sword hard to prevent the hilt from completely sinking into his body. But even so, the small sword still moved forward slowly.
With.
"This, this is Zhuri? How, how is it possible?" Just when Chen Feng was tearing the hilt of the small sword frantically, Chen Feng suddenly saw the ancient Chinese characters 'Zhuri!' on the hilt.
According to ancient Chinese legend, the Heavenly Sword, one of the ten ancient divine weapons, came from the hands of the Heavenly Sword Old Man. With the Heavenly Sword, the Heavenly Sword Master galloped across the universe and killed countless demons. In the end, the Heavenly Sword collided with the Black Turtle Shield to kill the peerless evil demon.
, the sword was broken and the shield was broken into three pieces, scattered in the world, and its whereabouts are unknown.
Later, a strange man appeared in the mortal world. He found three broken blades and cast them into Zhusun, Moon-Chasing, and Star-Chasing, three magic weapons, which made him famous. According to rumors, the master of Zhusun was the one who unified the six countries.
The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, created a precedent in history. Could it be that Ying Fei, and Ying Zheng...
His mind went blank. The changes in the past few days made Chen Feng completely confused. If Zhuri really exists, is the Qiankun Bag in his body really a Chinese thing?
Thinking of this, Chen Feng almost subconsciously moved his mind, and the Qiankun Bag burst out of his body, exuding a charming light in the air.
"Take it!" It was almost a complete instinct to go out. Chen Feng remembered that the Qiankun Bag was a complete ancient magic weapon. It was supposed to be stronger than the broken Heavenly Sword, so Chen Feng also had the attitude of giving it a try and wanted Qiankun
The bag will be sucked into the bag day by day.
Unexpectedly, a miracle really happened. I saw the opening of the Qiankun Bag suddenly opened, and a strong suction force suddenly rose in the bag. Then Zhuri, who had immediately submerged into Chen Feng's body, trembled violently.
Little by little, it moved towards Chen Feng's body.
Chen Feng cried. He has been practicing immortality for almost 20 years. Until today, he finally found the feeling of a carpenter sawing wood, and he is the piece of wood being sawed. Whether you play like this or not, you go in and out.
Yeah, what are you doing?
"How can a demon possess such power?" When the Qiankun Treasure Bag appeared, Yingfei was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what Chen Feng was going to do, but when he saw his flying sword, he was slowly pulling away from Chen Feng.
When Feng entered the body, a cold light suddenly flashed across his eyes.
"It seems that the records in the family are correct. The Demon Treasure Bag is not only used to tame monsters!" Thinking of this, Ying Fei stepped on one foot and disappeared into the air. When he appeared again,
, has arrived in front of the Qiankun Palace.
With a wave of his big hand, the spiritual light on Zhuri instantly surged a bit, and he suddenly got rid of the suction of the Qiankun Bag, turning into a white light and disappearing into the air. At the same time, Ying Fei's big hand was already moving towards the Qiankun Bao which was within easy reach.
Bag grab.
Zhuri left his body, Chen Feng roared, blood flowed from his body, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart. A sharp pain accompanied by dizziness almost made him faint.
But when Chen Feng saw Ying Fei grabbing the Qiankun Bag, he was immediately frightened to death. This was his only life-saving magic weapon. What would happen if it fell into Ying Fei's hands?
Thinking of this, Chen Feng became strong and wanted to take back the Qiankun Bag, but Yingfei just snorted coldly, and a mysterious force cut off all the perception between Chen Feng and the Qiankun Bag.
"How is this possible? Isn't the Qiankun Bag my magic weapon?" Chen Feng exclaimed, but he couldn't get any answer. He could only watch Ying Fei grabbing the Qiankun Bag, and his eyes went dark at the same time.
Fainted.
But Chen Feng didn't know that the moment Ying Fei's hand came into contact with Qian Kun, the surrounding air suddenly swayed slightly, and a jade hand appeared in the air without any warning, blocking Ying Fei's hand.
Then the extremely cold and charming Miss Wang appeared quietly between Ying Fei and the Qiankun Bag. She blocked the Qiankun Bag behind her and turned her hand over to grab it.
Her beautiful eyes looked quietly at Chen Feng, who was falling into the sea. Miss Wang sighed softly, tapped her jade finger, and a ball of blue light surrounded Chen Feng. Then Miss Wang said to Ying Fei without looking back.
: "Ying Fei, as a powerful emperor, are your words just farts?"
