"It's not good, everyone get out of here!"

Lao Dao saw that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted.

Obviously, his status on this mountain is not low, and he is the leader of everyone, and everyone obeys the order.

In fact, there is no need to remind them, they also understand that Chen Feng has shown such terrifying strength, they can't wait to open their legs one by one, and run as many blocks as they can!

'Boom!'

With a snap of their fingers, everyone turned around and ran back to the mountain at the fastest speed.

"Wasn't it very bullish just now? Why did you run away one by one? It seems that you immortals outside the world are also very greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Chen Feng sneered in the back.

He rushed forward, almost a few tens of meters in one step, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with the fleeing Taoist priests, punching them one by one, and killing them all. At this time, Chen Feng's physical strength was so huge, even if it was just a casual punch, it carried several tons of strength, and even the transformation realm masters who cultivated the Golden Bell Jar couldn't bear it, not to mention that they were a group of ordinary real people, who had almost no power to restrain the chicken.

Occasionally, a few spells attacked, but they were also broken by Chen Feng's punch, without any effort.

I saw that on the mountain, one by one Taoist priests fell down, falling all over the mountain, they were all frightened, and they were very unwilling to die, but they couldn't escape their fate.

Probably thinking of their attitude towards secular mortals, Chen Feng was merciless, and the Taoist priests he caught were all killed.

When Chen Feng stepped over the 1,499 steps and stood at the gate of the mountain, what caught his eye was an ancient Taoist temple.

At the entrance of the gym, the last twenty Taoist priests stood side by side, while accumulating strength and unleashing powerful spells.

'Boom. ’

When all the magic lights were connected, countless stars seemed to appear on the mountain, and the sky was full of stars falling like rain, reflecting most of the mountain.

In this regard, Chen Feng stomped his feet, pointed to the sword, and drew out with a sword.

"Mountains and rivers of the sword!"

A feather-white sword qi flashed through the void, pulling out a ten-zhang light, and slashing at the sky full of stars against the trend.

'Boom. ’

Slash with a sword.

All the spells exploded in the air, forming a series of rain of fire, reflecting the entire mountain in the setting sun. The rich people at the foot of the mountain looked up and thought they had seen a miracle.

Only the Shanghe Shangcai brothers and sisters halfway up the mountain, they deeply understood that this was not a miracle, but Chen Feng was kicking the hall!

When the spell in the sky was broken, the sword qi cut through the tide of qi, and the residual power did not diminish at all, and slashed diagonally towards the door of the gym and slashed towards the Taoist priests.

Just when everyone was looking horrified.

A ray of light appeared out of thin air, as cool as water, blocking everyone's front. This light was layer after layer, like a thousand layers of waves, completely dividing the sword qi layer by layer.

When the sword qi disappeared, all the Taoist priests were shocked and looked at each other one by one.

Chen Feng's eyes were furrowed and he looked up.

I saw that above everyone's heads, about dozens of meters in the air, a Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the clouds, holding a whisk in his hand, lowering his eyebrows and closing his eyes, and his body was faintly glowing, looking like a high-ranking person.

"Chen Dazhen!"

For a while, all the Taoist priests bowed their heads in salute, their eyes flashing with incomparable worship and respect.

Chen Feng's eyes raised and said lightly:

"You are Chen Dazhen?

"It's the poor road. Chen Sihai smiled and said slowly, "King Chen Wu, you and I are clearly distinguished, and my Haitian Sect has never offended you. Why do you want to go out of your way and kill the disciples of the Poor Dao Sect?"

"Huh. Chen Feng shook his head and sneered, "If you hadn't offended me, I would have stood here?"

Chen Sihai frowned and asked:

"Can King Chen Wu explain his words more clearly, but he doesn't understand. ”

"I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you, I'm here to get back what belongs to me!" Chen Feng stepped on the door of the Taoist Temple and snorted coldly:

"Your sneak attack on the Alchemy Association has nothing to do with me, but the Jin Yangzhi you took away is my magic medicine!"

"What Jin Yangzhi? Poor Dao has never seen it. Chen Sihai still shook his head, looking innocent.

"Don't pretend. Chen Feng said sarcastically with a face full of sarcasm:

"Jin Yangzhi is a thousand-year-old elixir, you hide it on your body, and that breath can't be hidden. Otherwise, how could you glow on your body, and you think you're made of LED tubes?"

"Your Excellency..."

When Chen Sihai heard this, he was stunned for a moment, patted his head, and showed a wry smile.

He was studying Jin Yangzhi in the Taoist temple just now, when he suddenly heard movement outside, appeared in a hurry, and simply put Jin Yangzhi into his sleeve, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Chen Feng and failed to fool him.

"King Chen Wu, please listen to the explanation of Poor Dao, this is how things are..."

didn't wait for Chen Sihai to finish speaking.

Chen Feng raised his fist, and a punch came from afar, and the surging power turned into a golden fist and shot towards Chen Dazhen in the sky.

Chen Dazhen frowned slightly, shook the dust lightly, and hit a force to block the fist. He said slowly:

"King Chen Wu, please have something to say. Poor Dao just wants to explain clearly, I don't want to make a big deal about it, after all, we are all Taishan Beidou in the Yanxia martial arts world, once we start fighting, I'm afraid things won't end well... After all, the poor road is a land immortal!"

But Chen Feng didn't listen to his explanation at all, and his backhand blasted out again, hitting a punch that was several times thicker than before. If the monk was here just now, he would have been blown off his head this time.

'Bang!'

Chen Sihai just lifted the dust, swept it gently, and the three thousand dust wisps suddenly condensed and turned into the appearance of a sword. He slashed down with a sword, the sword sparkled brightly, and the fist gang split openly, turning into two waves of qi and disappearing.

No matter how good Chen Sihai's temper was, he finally couldn't help it at this time, his face sank, and he shouted:

"King Chen Wu, you have repeatedly provoked, do you really think that the poor way is easy to provoke?

This Chen Dazhenren, who was famous in the central China region, finally became angry, majestic and majestic, the surrounding clouds and mist churned, as if they were about to burn, and the majesty was pressed down from the sky, almost overwhelming.

"How do you know that I treat you as a deaf ear?" Chen Feng stood in the wind, smiling rather than smiling.

"Alas!"

Chen Sihai sighed helplessly.

"If this is the case, then a war is inevitable!"

He shook his head with some regret, grabbed the dust whisk handle, and made three gentle strokes.

"Sancai is angry, and he is angry with the sword!"

With Chen Sihai's chanting, three white sword qi appeared in the void, all of which were condensed from the white cloud qi, and the sword qi was still there, completely lacking the edge of ordinary sword weapons.

Three strands of sword qi fell from the sky, with a gentle power, surrounding Chen Feng's body ten zhang away. The light of the three sword qi shrouded in it, and it actually formed a cage, trapping Chen Feng in it.

Not only was Chen Feng unable to move an inch, but the air inside and outside was completely isolated, and not even a single fly could fly out.

"Huh?"

Chen Feng frowned, and threw a backhand punch.

The fist smashed on the light in the air, as if it hit a thousand waves of water, and the light of the positive film was flooded with layers of waves, dividing the power, but it was safe and sound.

'Bang!bang!bang!'

Chen Feng swung his fists one after another, but he couldn't break through this barrier.

"Hehe, King Chen Wuwang don't waste his efforts, the channel's three-talented sword qi specializes in trapping people, you can't escape!" Chen Sihai sat cross-legged in the air and said with a smile:

"Poor Dao gives you a choice, put down your weapons and join my Haitian Sect, these people you kill, Poor Dao will not care about you. ”

Chen Feng sneered and said: "Then I will also give you a choice, you get down and kowtow to me three times now, and I will spare you Haitian Sect, otherwise, I will destroy this mountain, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

"Alas, it seems that King Chen Wu is not interested. Chen Sihai shook his head.

He slowly raised the dust sword, and drew a few lines in the air, and the sword qi stretched, forming a Taiji gossip pattern.

The Bagua diagram rotated in the air, and with each rotation, it absorbed the surrounding white cloud qi and turned into condensed sword qi.

By the time it was the ninth week, the sword qi had reached a critical value, almost condensed to the substance, like a liquid crystal, almost impossible to describe in words, only the terrifying power, which made people shudder.

Chen Sihai raised his hand, and the dust sword Huo Ran passed through the gossip pattern, converging all the sword qi on the blade. In an instant, the Dust Whisk Sword seemed to turn into a peerless divine weapon, as if it was about to split the entire mountain!

In the face of this sword, the Taoist priests on the top of the mountain could only look up, feeling that they were as small as ants. And Chen Feng was trapped under the sword qi of the three talents, and he also looked very weak at this time, just a fierce beast that was stronger than an ant, and a fierce beast trapped in a cage.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng fell into danger.