"How dare you scold me! Rude and despicable inferior, I will make your death ugly!"

Chu Jian was really completely furious, he flew towards Liu Feng, and the cloak behind him almost pulled into a straight line, and the speed of Chu Jian's storm at this time was not much different from when Liu Feng retreated with all his strength just now.

"The dog jumped off the wall, didn't he?"

Liu Feng sneered, pulled Huangfuqin behind him with his backhand, and stepped forward to meet the attack, while his eyes narrowed slightly, "Nian Needle!"

Yes......

Chu Jian was able to exempt Han Yichen from the climax, which was because Han Yichen's training time for mental power was actually not long enough, and his skill was still shallow. But Liu Feng is different, he has practiced exercises to improve his mental strength since he was a child, and it was not until he went to Wudang Mountain that he practiced the killer trick of chanting needles, which can be described as a thick accumulation.

As the move of chanting the needle was issued, Chu Jian held his head in both hands and screamed, and the momentum of the whole person rushing forward suddenly stopped.

Immediately, Liu Feng used the flash critical body method to bully himself in front of Chu Jian, and his knee was bumped.

Chu Jian was knocked and his back arched backwards, like a humanoid sandbag flying backwards.

This is not the end, Liu Feng left an afterimage in the same place, and the real body pursued again, and a rogue fight would only be used with the Datongtian cannon, and a punch slammed into Chu Jian's left face, causing the fifth master of the sub-holy list to burst into several gaps, and the figure that originally arched backwards was suddenly straightened by the powerful fist, and shot backwards like a humanoid swordfish.

"Damn! This idiot is so thick-skinned, the wind fists can't beat him to death!"

Han Yichen suddenly rushed to Chu Jian's side, picked up with one kick, and smothered Chu Jian's waist with a bang, kicking him from flying upside down to flying upwards in an instant, but after kicking Chu Jian, Han Yichen actually tiptoed backwards by himself, and said with grinning teeth: "Nima, this thing is not only thick-skinned, but also has such a hard waist, it makes my feet hurt." ”

"Yichen, if you can't beat him, look at my Wuji punch. ”

Immediately after, Han Xingrui jumped up violently, and an old man hit Chu Jian's lower abdomen, causing him to fall quickly like a ball.

This punch was too heavy, and when Wuji punched out, it actually collapsed into a circle of spreading sexual punches.

Ahh

Even Liu Feng couldn't inflict a real heavy blow on this Chu Jian, but after receiving a punch from Old Han Wuji, Chu Jian actually spurted blood in a big mouth, and even threw blood lines outward along his nostrils and ear piercings.

"This ball is passed well, leave it to me with the lore shot, Wuji Killing Skill!"

The ghostly figure of the red dragon suddenly appeared, and his right arm was thrown up from the bottom up, and the three blades on his arm armor drew three brilliant blades.

At this moment, if this move really hits Chu Jian, not to mention that he is the fifth on the sub-holy list, even if he is the first on the sub-holy list, I am afraid that he will have to squat in the corner and sing "Liangliang".

However, the strong will to survive made Chu Jian suddenly twist his waist in the air at this moment to regain the stability of his center of gravity, and shouted, "Anti!"

Again, it's the artistic conception of the truth!

The three swords that attacked Chu Jian from different directions suddenly froze, and then as if they were being broken by a powerful spring, the three swords actually accelerated and rebounded, drawing a beautiful arc towards the red dragon.

Nima!

In the face of this strange scene, the world's number one killer was so foul-mouthed that he couldn't even deal with his own strongest move.

At this moment, an extremely slight buzzing sound sounded, and then Chu Jian hugged his hands again and let out a miserable scream.

At the critical moment, Liu Feng's recitation needle was sent out for the second time.

According to Liu Feng's thoughts, the spiritual system of the pronunciation needle attacking people should be to crack the artistic conception of the mantra, but Liu Feng was wrong.

Originally, with his current spiritual power, it was enough to send out three recitation needles a day, but now that he used the recitation needle for the second time, he had already emptied all his spiritual power, but this was it, and it only made Chu Jian, who was seriously injured now, almost die of pain directly, and the three swords that were rebounded back by the mantra were not affected at all, and the three swords attacked the top of Chilong's head and shoulders from the left and right and above in an instant.

It was really just an instant, and the sword almost completely touched the body of the red dragon.

"No!"

At this time, Liu Feng, whose spiritual power was completely emptied, strode towards the red dragon, although no matter what trick he used, it was impossible to prevent these three swords from killing the red dragon, but at this time, he must not watch the red dragon die.

But at the same moment, Liu Feng, whose spiritual power was completely emptied, actually felt that his prophetic artistic conception realm could still be used, and the prophetic artistic conception allowed him to see the trajectory of the three sword rays, and it would definitely split the red dragon into corpses in 0.0 seconds.

"No, go back!"

Liu Feng's body technique couldn't keep up with the speed of the knife at all, he could see the trajectory of the knife but couldn't stop it personally, so he could only yell with red eyes.

But at the moment of his roar, his completely depleted spiritual power seemed to be full of it, and he saw the prophetic realm of the trajectory of the sword surging out, turning into a four-dimensional law, and this four-dimensional law was Liu Feng's will.

Ignoring the definitions of space and time, this will blocks the three swords and bounces them back with terrifying tension.

Phew!

The three swords that were bounced back by the mantra actually bounced back again, and Chu Jian, who was seriously injured, had a cruel smile on his face at this time, he really wanted to see the red dragon killed by his own trick, but who would have thought that the sword would bounce back magically.

"Mantra! No, you actually comprehended the artistic conception of mantra at this time...... Ahh

This was the last time Chu Jian spoke in his life, and then he was dismembered by three swords.

The number one master under the martial saint in the ultimate Sichuan capital, the existence of the fifth place in the sub-saint list, was beaten by Liu Feng's four people, and finally was finally killed under the condition that Liu Feng magically comprehended the artistic conception of the truth.

But that's it, the red dragon also walked on the ghost gate and almost confessed here.

At this time, everyone surrounded Chu Jian's corpse, and everyone had palpitations.

"What a powerful guy, and he's only ranked fifth on the list of sub-saints in the ultimate earth. ”

"Ranked fifth, it really almost beat the four of us, so isn't the top four more terrifying?"

"By the way, Wind, have you really understood the truth?"

The three of them sighed with emotion, and when Han Xingrui asked Liu Feng if he really understood the truth, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Feng again.

Ahem!

Liu Feng coughed dryly and said: "It seems that yes, the artistic conception of the mantra seems to be the evolution of the innate will realm, and there must be an opportunity in addition to comprehension." Just like the red dragon just now, I can't watch him die, so the artistic conception has evolved into will!......"

When it comes to the evolution of artistic conception into will, Liu Feng's eyes lit up as if he had grasped the key point.

"That's right, it's the evolution of artistic conception!"

Liu Feng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, then looked at Han Yichen, "You are also looking for this way, let me tell you, will is like a law, it is a four-dimensional law that belongs to your control alone, that is, your will." But the only way to produce the power of the law is to evolve one's own artistic conception!"

"I kind of get it, I ...... But I wanted to see it for myself. ”

Han Yichen's eyes burned and said, "My dear Brother Feng, can you use your mantra on me? When my master taught me to have a fatal orgasm, I also learned it by experiencing it myself." ”

"Okay. Liu Feng took a deep breath and spit out two words seriously, "Kneel!"