A finger of wind was right in front of him, only a few inches away from Chen Feng, and it was about to pierce Chen Feng's stomach. But at this moment, Chen Feng's whole figure suddenly twisted, and he started to move with his ethereal steps.
Wrong, just dodge this finger of wind.
The second fingering wind came next, and Chen Feng used the Piaomiao Step to barely dodge. However, two consecutive high-intensity Piaomiao Steps were very consuming, and he did not completely dodge. This fingering wind blew out her left arm.
A deep bloodstain.
There was another pointing wind in front of him, and this time, Chen Feng had no time to avoid it, but a silvery character appeared on his body.
The first level of the Golden Body Technique has been activated! This finger wind hit Chen Feng hard. In Yan Zigui's estimation, this blow can at least penetrate Chen Feng.
However, Chen Feng's body surface shone with a silvery white color, and this one actually only made a small blood pit on Chen Feng's body surface. Blood spattered, but Chen Feng's injury was not serious.
The fourth finger wind struck immediately, and Chen Feng got out of the way, and the left shoulder bone was directly pierced.
Chen Feng was also horrified in his heart. He had now achieved the first level of the Golden Body Technique. Even if an extremely sharp sword slashed his body, it would only leave a shallow white mark.
Originally, according to his estimation, he could use the Golden Body Technique to directly defeat at least ten Finger Winds, but he did not expect that the Pointing Star Finger was so domineering. He was already slightly injured after only receiving two Finger Winds.
But by forcefully holding the star finger, Chen Feng had successfully reached Yan Zigui. He shouted sternly: "Yan Zigui, you take my blow!"
As he spoke, he jumped up in the air and struck hard.
This time, the Purple Moon Sword only approved three swords, which were the second move of the Thunder Tyrant Sword, the Thunder Strike that had already reached the minor level.
At this time, Yan Zigui had just reacted.
The long knife had already hit my head. Yan Beixing missed his son and shouted piercingly: "My son is back!"
A sneer appeared on Yan Zigui's lips: "Do you think you can do anything to defeat me?"
He once again used Pointing Star Finger, this time instead of just using his right hand, he connected points with both hands, instantly sending out more than ten finger winds.
His face was pale, and he was obviously very exhausted, but this little star finger was able to withstand Chen Feng's three-sword hegemony lightning strike.
A proud smile appeared on Yan Zigui's lips, thinking: "After blocking your offensive, it will be my turn to fight back!"
But at this time, the smile on his face froze. Because he suddenly found that his body was numb as if an electric current had been passed through it. For a moment, he was unable to move, let alone launch an attack.
It's the paralysis effect of Chen Feng's Thunder Strike!
Chen Feng laughed loudly: "Are you unable to move now? Why don't you attack?"
He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Since you don't attack, it's my turn!"
As he spoke, he struck out with his sword. This sword was not fancy at all, but it was extremely powerful and domineering. It was almost like cutting the swallow in two with one strike!
Yan Zigui looked stunned, but not panicked. Suddenly there was a flash of green light on his body, and a green light shield was formed out of thin air.
Chen Feng struck it with a knife, and the green light shield shattered directly. However, this also gave Yan Zigui a moment of time. In this moment, the paralysis effect on his body had disappeared.
He rolled on the spot and rolled out more than two feet, avoiding Chen Feng's attack.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Yan family screamed in disbelief: "Chen Feng is so tyrannical and can force Yan Zigui to be in such an embarrassing situation."
Yan Zigui stood up, a flash of deep resentment flashed in his eyes. He hated Chen Feng for making him look so ugly.
He sneered and said: "Chen Feng, you must be very proud now, for being able to force me to make such a big mistake, but don't worry, you won't be proud for long, you are definitely no match for me!"
As he spoke, six yellow rays of light suddenly flashed in succession behind him, and the spirit of a huge iron-clawed eagle appeared.
This iron-clawed eagle is more than three feet long, with a wingspan of more than four feet.
The shadow of the iron-clawed eagle rises and falls after the swallow returns, with a hint of mystery.
Seeing the phantom of the Iron-clawed Eagle, everyone in the Yan family showed excitement on their faces: "Yan Zigui finally tried his best. He activated his Iron-clawed Eagle martial spirit!"
"The Iron-clawed Eagle is Huang Ji's sixth-grade martial spirit, and he is very powerful. Yan Zigui has used his martial spirit, and that loser is definitely no match for him."
"Guess how high this trash's martial spirit is. Anyway, it will definitely not be higher than the third level yellow level."
And with the emergence of Wuhun, Yan Zigui's strength has increased steadily, and in the blink of an eye, he has reached the fourth level of the Shenmen Realm.
This shocked everyone even more. They only knew that Yan Zigui was at the third level of the Shenmen Realm, but they didn't expect that he actually concealed his strength. It turned out that he had already reached the fourth level.
Yan Nanxing smiled at Yan Beixing and said, "Fourth brother, it's hard for us to hide my son's return from my nephew."
Yan Beixing smiled slightly and said, "I don't even know that Zigui broke through the fourth floor. I think he came here to give everyone a surprise."
He was a little worried just now, but at this time, this worry had disappeared without a trace.
Indeed, Chen Feng's strength was beyond everyone's expectations, but no matter how powerful he was, he could not be his opponent to the strong men in the fourth level.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, his eyes filled with solemnity that could not be concealed.
