Chapter five hundred and thirtieth: Hold the body on the same mountain!
Ding Qianshan's movements seemed slow, but in fact they were extremely fast. As if he was chasing away a fly, he waved his right hand lightly as if he didn't care, and hit Chen Feng's chest with great precision.
Purple Moon Knife.
There was a loud bang, like two huge pieces of metal colliding, and Chen Feng's Purple Moon Sword flew directly into the air!
Everyone below let out a burst of exclamations!
"Chen Feng's sword was blown away by Senior Brother Ding's palm? That was Senior Brother Ding's fleshy palm!"
"That's right, Senior Brother Ding's body-building skills are not practiced in vain. His body is very strong!"
"Haha, Chen Feng, a loser who overestimates his abilities, actually dared to challenge Senior Brother Ding. Now, the trick that he is so proud of is being destroyed by Senior Brother Ding with just one palm!"
"He should have realized the huge gap between the two sides by now, right? I wonder if he will regret challenging Senior Brother Ding!"
Ding Qianshan looked at Chen Feng and said disdainfully: "Now do you realize the huge gap between the two of us? The ultimate trick you are proud of is just my ordinary trick."
But he didn't see any look of horror on Chen Feng's face, instead there was a hint of pride.
Chen Feng shouted coldly, stepped forward, and punched out with both fists. Two dragon-shaped cyclones whizzed out, roaring angrily. The sound of dragon roars suddenly sounded, and they hit Ding Qianshan hard.
Ding Qianshan raised his eyebrows, and then he felt that the knife he had just slapped Chen Feng away seemed to be too easy.
At this time, the dragon-shaped cyclone had already arrived in front of him, making it impossible for him to avoid it.
Just as Ding Qianshan was about to fight, he suddenly felt an extremely tragic battlefield aura coming towards his face, so much so that he was shocked!
His body froze, motionless!
At this time, Chen Feng jumped up in the air and had already caught the Purple Moon Sword that fell from the sky. With a long roar, the Purple Moon Sword slashed down hard on his head!
If this sword hit, even Ding Qianshan would be seriously injured.
Ding Qianshan's body froze, as if he could only use his body to catch it, but he did not panic. A emerald green light flashed across the surface of his body, and his shocked body returned to normal!
Chen Feng's fatal move just now was just a feint, now it's a real move.
Faced with this extremely cruel and deadly knife, Ding Qianshan did not dare to neglect it. He punched out fiercely, and the punch and knife hit each other. There was a loud bang, and the life and death platform trembled violently.
one time.
The trembling Gang Qi created a huge crater on the stage of life and death, and both of them took a few steps back.
Ding Qianshan looked at Chen Feng and sneered: "I didn't expect that a loser like you would dare to use feints when facing me. You are quite courageous! The sword moves are feints, and the fist moves are also feints. That strike just now
You actually deceived me!"
"But unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, any strategy is useless!"
"Did you know? I only used 20% of my strength just now! And with 20% of my strength, I can force you to use all your strength. Think about it, how can you be my opponent?"
Chen Feng still had that faint smile on his face and slowly shook his head, but his eyes were solemn.
The tentative confrontation just now made him feel that Ding Qianshan's strength was by no means trivial, and he would have to use all his cards to deal with him.
In this case, let's have a hearty battle!
Chen Feng's chest surged with pride, and he looked up to the sky and smiled!
Ding Qianshan stretched out a finger and said: "What I just said continues to be effective. I have used two moves just now, and now there is only one move left, but with this one move, I can kill you!"
Chen Feng sneered and said, "Really? You can kill me in one move?"
Ding Qianshan said calmly: "That's right. Everything I have said since I entered the Qianyuan Sect has never failed to come true. If I say kill within a few moves, I can kill the opponent within a few moves."
Chen Feng sneered: "It's a pity that today, this sentence will be shattered!"
Ding Qianshan snorted coldly, and suddenly, his momentum rose again, but this time, there was no realm, just momentum!
Everyone only saw countless Gang Qi spurting out from his body, and then forming a shadow behind his body.
The shadow got bigger and bigger, getting taller and taller. At first it was only as tall as a person, then it became ten feet high, then two feet high, and finally it turned into a huge shadow ten feet high.
It was almost as huge as the Platform of Life and Death, and Ding Qianshan was as small as an ant at his feet.
And this huge phantom is in the shape of a golden-armored warrior, wearing heavy armor, a giant helmet on his head, and holding a giant sword in his hand!
This giant sword is ten feet long!
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. The disciples watching in the audience were even shocked and speechless. After a while, a burst of crazy exclamations broke out!
"What kind of martial arts is this? It looks extremely powerful!"
"This figure is dozens of meters tall and towers over the sky!"
"I don't know what kind of martial skill this is. I can only tell that it is of a very high level and very powerful."
A triumphant voice sounded: "You must be short-sighted. This martial skill is called 'Tongshan Tongshan'a'. It is very powerful. It is said that it can condense the visualized Dharma into a virtual shadow, and then activate extremely powerful
