The air in front of him turned red, like a burning cloud. Then the burning cloud flew quickly towards Chen Feng.
Someone below exclaimed: "Fire Sun Palm, the secret skill of Ziyang Sword Field, yellow level seventh grade! The temperature of the strong wind formed by the Fierce Sun Palm can reach thousands of degrees. Once hit by this extremely hot strong wind, you will immediately die.
You will be burned to ashes, your flesh will be charred and your bones will rot!"
"It's over. This time Chen Feng will definitely be burned to the point of being burned to the point of leaving nothing but ashes."
Someone sneered: "Who told it to seek death and anger the swallows?"
With a sneer on Yan Zigui's lips, he looked at Chen Feng and said lightly: "My palm is the third level of the Shenmen Realm. Can you resist it?"
When Chen Feng saw this palm, he felt his heart tremble.
He could see that Yan Zi had not tried his best to return, and it was obvious that he did not take him seriously at all.
Based on the information he received from Yan Qinglan, Chen Feng knew that if Yan Zigui went all out, he should be able to reach the peak of the third floor.
Although Chen Feng is only in the early stage of the second level, he is so powerful that he can leapfrog and challenge the strong players in the early stage and even the middle stage of the third level. They are no match for him!
But the top of the third floor is a different matter.
Chen Feng's eyes flashed coldly: "Since you have always looked down on me and have never been willing to use your full strength, it's just the right time to give me this opportunity. I will catch you off guard while you are not trying my best."
He shouted coldly, and the Purple Moon Sword came out of its sheath. There was a long roar, and there was a faint thunder in the sky. Chen Feng jumped high and slashed nine times in a row. The first move of the Thunder Tyrant Sword was the Crazy Thunder Slash!
Crazy Thunder Slash was executed nine times in a row, which was extremely powerful. Although Chen Feng only had the strength of the second level of Shenmen Realm, the power of this sword was no less than that of Yan Zigui's Fiery Sun Palm!
The nine swords were slashed out, directly smashing Yan Zigui's Lieyang Palm into pieces. Both sides took a few steps back, and they were evenly matched.
Yan Zigui looked at Chen Feng with a hint of solemnity for the first time.
The rest of the Yan family couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? Chen Feng is so tyrannical, and he actually neutralized Yan Zigui's offensive? And it seems that the two of them are evenly matched?"
Yan Beixing stood up from his chair, dumbfounded, and shouted: "How is it possible? How can this loser be Zigui's opponent?"
Yan Dongxing, on the other hand, had a meaningful smile on his lips.
The bursts of exclamations from around made Yan Zigui a little angry and unable to get off the stage. He looked at Chen Feng and said coldly: "I admit, I did underestimate you before. I didn't expect that you really have some strength, but then again
How? No matter what? You are no match for me!"
The look on his face became cruel: "The stronger you are, the greater the pleasure I will feel when I kill you."
Chen Feng snorted coldly: "You talk too much!"
After saying that, he shouted loudly, his figure was like lightning, he leaped forward, and slashed out with nine swords in the air.
A disdainful smile appeared on Yan Zigui's lips, and he snorted: "This sword of yours is nothing more than that. It was used suddenly just now, and it had some effect. Now you are using the same trick again, do you think it will be of any use?"
As he spoke, he suddenly took a deep breath, and his whole person's temperament suddenly became taller. His momentum rose steadily, and in an instant he reached the peak of the third level of the Shenmen Realm.
At this moment, Chen Feng felt great pressure, as if he was not facing a person, but a mountain!
The peak of the third floor is really powerful!
Suddenly a flash of gold flashed across Yan Zigui's face, and golden ripples seemed to flash all over his body. Then, all this golden light condensed on his right hand.
The index finger and thumb of his right hand instantly turned into pure gold, and then the two hands came together and popped out one after another. In the blink of an eye, seven fingers of wind popped out!
Every finger wind is extremely fierce. In this wind, there are faintly countless golden powders rising and falling, just like the stars in the sky, amidst the tyranny, there is magnificence.
Yan Beixing laughed proudly: "Haha, this is the secret skill of Ziyang Sword Field, the Pointing Star Finger. I once saw Zigui use it. He used this Pointing Star Finger to penetrate a steel plate that was half a foot thick."
The seven fingers of wind and Chen Feng's nine swords collided heavily.
This star finger is indeed the secret skill of Ziyang Sword Field. It is extremely powerful. The first three finger winds smashed Chen Feng's nine swords into pieces, neutralizing Chen Feng's attack. The remaining four finger winds were directed at Chen Feng.
He shot it hard.
A cruel smile appeared on Yan Zigui's face, as if he had seen Chen Feng being shot through by the wind.
He knows how tyrannical Point Star Finger is.
In his expectation, Chen Feng would definitely not be able to respond and would definitely dodge. However, he moved his right hand slightly, preparing a killing move. As long as Chen Feng dodges, he would immediately launch the killing move.
When the time comes, Chen Feng has no choice but to pick him up, and the result of the hard pick up is death!
However, what he didn't expect was that Chen Feng did not dodge, but rushed towards him!
Chen Feng's face was full of determination and courage to move forward.
At that moment, he had already judged that if he wanted to avoid it, he would only fall into Yan Zigui's plan, become passive from now on, and would eventually be at a disadvantage!
So he simply rushed over without dodging!
Of course, Chen Feng is not going to die, he is absolutely sure.
