Before he finished speaking, his wrist flicked, and the entire dagger made a gentle buzzing sound. Its power was ten times stronger than before, and it stabbed straight towards Tang Zichen's throat.
"I hold ten fist swords, each with one sword. I am invincible!" Chen Feiyang's face was filled with incomparable confidence.
The two are equally powerful, but the power of the sharp blades they hold increases tenfold.
Chen Feiyang was taught by famous teachers and practiced hard for more than ten years. He is a true master of swordsmanship.
A mosquito flew in front of him, and with a sudden strike of his sword, he tried to cut off the mosquito's left wing, but he would never cut off the right wing.
Therefore, Chen Feiyang was confident that he could stab Tang Zichen to death with one sword strike.
After all, no matter how well a person practices kung fu, he would not dare to go head-to-head with sharp weapons.
But Tang Zichen seemed to have broken such a rule.
Seeing Chen Feiyang stabbing him with a sword, Tang Zichen didn't dodge or dodge. He stretched out his arm lightly, turned his five fingers into claws, grabbed it with his fingers, and grabbed directly towards the sword body.
"Seeking death!" Chen Fei raised his eyebrows, thinking that Tang Zichen was simply crazy.
Just when Tang Zichen was about to catch the sword, Chen Feiyang's wrist flicked slightly, and the entire dagger quickly rotated, like a rotating electric drill.
Chen Feiyang once tried it when he was practicing swordsmanship. When he turned his sword, the force of the blade was enough to pierce a three centimeter thick steel plate.
Therefore, Chen Feiyang was confident that if Tang Zichen dared to grab the dagger with his hand, he would be twisted into a bloody mess by the force of the sword in an instant.
But Tang Zichen suddenly turned his claws into palms, and his entire palm was as gentle as if his tongue had wrapped around a sharp blade.
When Chen Feiyang thrust out his sword, it was as if he had pierced into a large cloud of mist and felt no force at all.
Just when Chen Feiyang was surprised, Tang Zichen pinched his wrist.
With a slight twist, Chen Feiyang's arm was instantly twisted into a twist.
Almost at the same time, Tang Zichen flew up and kicked Chen Feiyang directly in the chest.
Chen Feiyang flew out as if he had been hit by a speeding train.
But his arm was still pinched in Tang Zichen's hand.
In an instant, Chen Feiyang's shoulder and arm were separated directly, and everyone's eyes were filled with blood.
In one move, Chen Feiyang was defeated.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" At this time, Chen Feiyang did not care about the injury on his arm at all, but shouted crazily, "Master once said, one person and one sword, I am invincible."
"How could I lose?"
"There's absolutely no way I'm going to lose!"
Tang Zichen casually threw Chen Feiyang's arm to the ground and said with an indifferent expression: "Maybe you are indeed invincible."
"But who told you that I am still inferior to the one born in heaven?"
"What?" Chen Feiyang's eyes widened instantly, staring at Tang Zichen.
Only then did he realize that Tang Zichen was breathing long and solid, and it turned out that he had already entered the realm of an innate martial artist.
"Sister Chen, you did a great job. I give you 32 likes." Lu Chen walked over slowly and said with a smile on his face: "Chen Feiyang, do you think I can't tell you are plotting against us?"
"I will also follow my plan, and I will catch you all in one fell swoop."
After hearing Lu Chen's words, Chen Feiyang's face turned pale.
He originally thought that he was invincible in martial arts and had an extremely high IQ.
But I didn't expect that all the methods were just playing house in the eyes of the other party.
Every move you make is in the opponent's calculations.
Lu Chen looked calm, pointed at Chen Feiyang and said to Tang Zichen: "Sister Chen, it is better to chase the poor bandits with the victor."
"A vicious guy like Chen Feiyang must be eradicated and must not be merciful."
Tang Zichen nodded and took out the Ten Fist Sword from the broken hand on the ground.
Holding a short sword, he walked towards Chen Feiyang step by step.
"Young Master Chen, let's go." At this moment, Jiang Wenhui, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up and crushed the jade pendant on the table.
In just an instant, countless black shadows flew out from the broken Jade Perry.
The roars of ghosts and wolves were heard in everyone's ears, and those who listened felt their scalps numb.
Those black shadows immediately rushed toward everyone.
"Ah, what is this?"
"Help, come and save me, ah, ah..."
Everyone surrounded by the black shadow couldn't help but let out bursts of shrill screams.
Some timid or weak people were frightened to the point of fainting.
Even someone as strong as Tang Zichen was a little helpless at this time.
Those dark shadows surrounded him, although they couldn't hurt him for a while.
But these black shadows were invisible and qualityless, and Tang Zichen couldn't do anything about them.
She could only barely hold on to her own territory and prevent the black shadow from breaking through the defense line.
Jiang Wenhui felt particularly proud when he saw everyone in SIPG City was in a panic and howling like ghosts.
He sneered and said to everyone: "Let you have a taste of the heart of all demons."
After saying that, he picked up the injured Chen Feiyang on the ground and ran outside.
"Come if you want, leave if you want. Have you asked dad for his opinion?" Lu Chen completely ignored the attacks of those black figures and shouted coldly.
"Huh?" Jiang Wenhui was slightly startled and looked towards Lu Chen.
Chase Lu opened his mouth, spit out a huge fireball, and burned it towards the black figures.
The fireball was the most powerful samadhi fire. Once it fell into the group of black shadows, it was like a hot iron falling into the snow.
Those black figures were burned without a trace in an instant, leaving only bursts of squeaking screams that made people's scalp numb.
"Since we're here, let's all stay." Lu Chen flashed his figure and rushed towards Jiang Wenhui and the others.
"What?" Jiang Wenhui was so frightened that his heart-devouring formation of ten thousand demons would be destroyed by the opponent with just one move.
"Young Master Chen, please help me resist a little. I'm going to use Taoism to deal with him now." Jiang Wenhui threw Chen Feiyang down and sat down directly on the ground.
I saw him forming seals with his hands, biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, and spitting out a mouthful of blood. His soul moved, and his soul left his body in an instant.
"You little bastard, you forced me to destroy my soul. I will die with you." His soul emerged from Baihui Point and was about to rush towards Lu Chen.
Whoosh...
Lu Chen patted his waist, and a golden needle flew away and pierced Jiang Wenhui's soul.
ah……
Jiang Wenhui let out a heartbreaking scream. His soul was instantly seriously injured, and his whole body went limp and collapsed to the ground.
Without expert treatment, I am afraid that I will remain in a vegetative state for the rest of my life.
This is Lu Chen's Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, which can directly harm the soul.
"Lu Chen, Master Lu..." At this time, Chen Feiyang no longer looked arrogant and domineering. He knelt on the ground and desperately begged for mercy. "Actually, Jiang Wenhui and I don't know each other at all. It was a stringing arrangement between someone."
"This is the person who wants to deal with you behind the scenes. As long as you spare my life, I will tell you everything."
"Look, I have broken an arm now and am already a disabled person. I am no threat to you."