Li Chaoen, who was fluctuating, was full of grandeur.

It's as if Qin Feng, who rushed up, was already a plaything in his palm, and life and death were all under his control.

It's just that he took it for granted.

Just when he thought that his furious fist would blast out, even if he couldn't kill Qin Feng with one punch, at least he would be able to hit this existence that he hated to the bone. Facing him directly, even Qin Feng, who looked calm and cold, without the slightest intention of flinching, also burst out with a punch.

Qin Feng's fist was mediocre, except for the momentum that flew up was quite terrifying and amazing, there was no strangeness at all.

Such a scene fell on Li Chaoen's eyes, and it even boosted the spirit of this Fenghaimen master, so he sneered: "Boy, I didn't expect this master to suddenly come to such a move, right? What about your sword skills? I'm afraid it's not because it's too late, you can't use it! Haha, this is very good, to be honest, this head is still a little jealous of your sword skills!"

"But now you can't use your sword powers, you're a toothless tiger, how loud is your shouting?

"Get out of here!"

In Li Chaoen's deep gaze, wisps of unconcealable horror and murderous aura erupted from his pupils like substance.

Originally, he just wanted to repel Qin Feng, or injure Qin Feng, and clear the way he left for himself. But now, when he found out that Qin Feng was only fighting the enemy with his fists.

The ambition he hid in his heart was already flowing out uncontrollably.

'Perhaps, this time, I can kill this little brute! ’

The more Li Chaoen thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

Time.

This old thing's mood couldn't help but ripple.

In a trance.

It was as if he had seen Qin Feng being bombarded by him.

Then, wrapped in a violent atmosphere, he left the scene with a sense of rage. If it can really be done that far, this operation will not be a failure.

It's just in this old thing.

Because things will go according to his thoughts.

Facing him directly, and waving his fist, Qin Feng, who had already rushed to the front, suddenly appeared on his deep and cold face, and said, "Master Li, I may want you to disappoint you!"

"You can't get past me!"

Between words.

Qin Feng's seemingly ordinary fist had already smashed into the supernatural power of the fist evolved from Li Chaoen's explosion.

Just listen to the loud bang.

Li Chaoen's seemingly ferocious and terrifying fist was like a watermelon smashed on the ground, and he couldn't hold Qin Feng's fist at all, and he couldn't see it.

Li Chaoen's supernatural powers had already been smashed by Qin Feng, and at the same time that there was no longer any left, it was also over.

As a person in charge, where did Li Chaoen think of this, his eyes were filled with an incomparably strong look of horror, and he heard this guy say in a lost voice: "Why is this happening! With a fist like mine, not to mention the triple intermediate level, even if it is the existence of the triple perfection realm, it can't resist without the strongest burst of strength!"

"Why is this happening?"

Li Chaoen's mind was messed up.

He could clearly see that Qin Feng did not take out the strongest sword magic power, but only used the purest fist to fight against him.

What's more.

He felt that Qin Feng's fist, the power it contained, was very weak, compared to the divine power that burst out of his roar, it was the difference between a stone and a mountain.

It stands to reason.

It should be Qin Feng's fist that was destroyed, not his supernatural powers.

But this thing.

Under Li Chaoen's shocked gaze, it happened clearly.

At this moment, Li Chaoen's heart shook, and one tyrannical aura after another, like volcanoes rising against the current, unscrupulously impacted his mind.

Li Chaoen was depressed and wanted to go crazy.

At this moment, he was eager to figure out the ins and outs of this matter.

Merely.

Without waiting for him to go further deeper.

What shattered his supernatural power was the tyrannical impact that belonged to the evolution of Qin Feng's physical supernatural power, and it directly killed him in front of him.

The aura that was as fierce as a sharp knife fell on his face first. It's just that in an instant, Li Chaoen's face was covered with fine blood, one after another.

The next moment.

Wisps of blood flowed out of these bloody mouths uncontrollably.

It won't take long to pass.

Li Chaoen's face was like a layer of scarlet paint, bright red, and it looked extremely shocking.

Follow.

The force attached to the fist pounced again.

There was another strong breath, and the whole was pressed down. Li Chaoen's scarlet face kept beating, and there were even rays of dull light, constantly washing out of this guy's eyes.

At this moment, Li Chaoen completely exploded.

Merely.

He exploded, but in the face of Qin Feng's fierce fist power, he didn't dare to be careless.

Listening to this guy's hoarse voice, desperately suppressing his restless breath, the lightning and flint, lifting the residual strength of his body, the noisy defense, and horizontal in front of him.

Then.

After a loud bang.

Li Chaoen's defense, like a papier-mâché window, collapsed directly.

The next moment.

The force of the rampage pressed on Li Chaoen's body as a whole.

Li Chaoen, who was already shaking his breath and was in an extremely bad state, couldn't help screaming anymore, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, his huge body was already completely uncontrollable and flew upside down.

In just an instant, he had already fallen more than ten meters away, and his entire back smashed to the ground.

It just fell to the ground.

Li Chaoen spurted out another mouthful of blood, full of up and down his body, and his momentum plummeted, and the cultivation strength of the whole person was uncontrollable, and he fell directly.

Time

The look of horror on Li Chaoen's face emerged.

For monks who have cultivated to reach his level.

The fall of cultivation is even greater than the impact of the death of the person.

Everything he has today is supported by his cultivation strength. If his cultivation realm falls, if others don't say it, those who covet the existence outside his head in Fenghaimen will definitely be the first to attack.

For example, some time ago, Qiu Wanshan, who achieved triple consummation, did not come here.

That's an extremely strong threat.

And.

It's going to be tough.

You must know that the reason why he Li Chaoen was able to sit firmly in the position of the head of Fenghaimen was also because of his cultivation to suppress and kill a group of people, which was done.

He can, and so can others.

In this case, Li Chaoen's mind couldn't calm down.

It was just a moment for him to think of the various situations he would face after his cultivation fell.

'I can't stay!'

'I'm getting out of here!'

Li Chaoen's thoughts were like a tide, and as soon as this thought came out, where would he care about other things. The next moment, this guy was already up and down, jumping directly from the ground.

It's just the moment he jumps!

on the sky.

Another one, filled with extremely dazzling white sword light, fell down with a bang.

The head of the snowy mountain is here.

Anyway.

The strength of the head of the Snow Mountain is also very terrifying and powerful.

Previously, he was only beaten by Li Chaoen suddenly, so that he was half a beat slower. And now, Li Chaoen's actions that he thought were smooth suddenly became like this, and let the snow mountain take charge, smoothing out the time difference caused by a pause just now.

Thereupon.

The two of them became the same again.

Of course, this one is the same and slightly different.

That is the previous Li Chaoen, the breath is strong, and the body of Zhou is up and down, whether it is momentum or breath, or cultivation strength, all of them are in the peak state.

And now Li Chaoen's breath is withering, and he is like two people before.

Don't say that the head of the Snow Mountain, even if it is a weaker Triple Consummation, killing him is no longer a problem.

From the sky, the head of the snow-capped mountain who set off a tyrannical impact is like this!

Qin Feng, who continued to rush over, also had the same opinion.

Even Li Chaoen, who had just jumped up and was still delusional about rushing up, had the same idea written on his desperate face.

But this guy.

After all, it is the existence of the Triple Perfection Realm, and the reaction in an instant is still very fast.

He didn't want to die.

Even in this state, his killing is not far off.

But if you can struggle for a while, why not struggle for a while.

Maybe.

His companions will intervene and rescue him from this environment.

saw Li Chaoen grab it with one hand, and a sword blade with a deep breath could no longer be suppressed from his body, shining out.

"Old Ghost Xue, you want to kill me, you are delusional! I am the head of Fenghaimen, how can a person like you kill me! No!" As he spoke, his sword light was already strangled together with the sword light from the critical blow in the sky.

Another one that doesn't shine in the face.

Li Chaoen's sword light was directly extinguished.

Poof!

The head of the Fenghai Sect took his sword and slammed it on the ground again.

before it fell to the ground.

Li Chaoen spurted out another mouthful of blood.

This moment!

His breath fluctuated especially violently.

The cultivation of the entire Triple Perfection Realm has reached a point where it can barely be maintained and can collapse at any time. And the body under cultivation is already full of holes, and the injuries that can be seen deep in the bones are like being crawled all over his skin by centipedes. I saw the red blood, roaring out, instantly sweeping through his whole body. At this moment, Li Chaoen's face was not only red with blood.

It's all over the body, all of them.

He was like a bloody man crawling out of a pool of blood, and his whole state was terrible.

Of course.

These injuries on the flesh.

For him, a monk who had reached the Triple Perfection Realm, it was nothing.

Such an injury can be recovered with a dose of wound medicine.

Even in the case, there is not the slightest scar that remains on the surface of the epithelium.

At this time, what frightened Li Chaoen the most was his cultivation injury.

This moment!

He sensed more clearly the momentum of the passing of cultivation.

If it is not adjusted in time.

Even if the head of the snow mountain doesn't make a move, it won't be long before it will fall on its own.