"Jing Chu Chen Feng, come to visit Haitian Guan Chen Dazhen!"

When those words are finished.

On the entire mountain, all the people raised their eyes and looked at the white-clothed young man standing with his hands in his hands.

“... You're really your cousin!" Shang He was stunned for a moment, and smiled in surprise.

Shang Cai on the side did not speak, although he was not convinced, but he was able to meet Chen Feng here, Chen Feng was an acquaintance, and he was much more reliable than this group of Taoist priests.

"Shaft, you"

The Taoist priest's eyes widened, and he got up from the ground, not finished.

His collar was suddenly grabbed by Chen Feng, and his whole body was dangling with his feet in the air, and he was forcibly picked up.

At this time, a loud shout came from above:

"Hugh is presumptuous!"

I saw that there were figures on the mountain rushing down quickly, dressed in various costumes, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of people appeared in front of them, one by one, with angry eyebrows, as if they wanted to make a move.

Standing at the front was a gray-haired old man, who raised his finger and glared at Chen Feng and said:

"Shaft, Hugh is presumptuous!"

"Are you Chen Dazhen?" Chen Feng glanced up at him.

"Poor Dao is not Chen Dazhenren, Poor Dao is his master!"

The old way is finished.

Chen Feng sneered and said, "I came to find Chen Dazhenren, you are not Chen Dazhenren, you have the right to speak?"

After he finished speaking, he shook his hand, like throwing garbage, and directly threw the Taoist priest down the mountainside.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, the Taoist priest was caught off guard, fell off the cliff of dozens of meters, fell heavily on the steps, and rolled down like a tire, and when he rolled all the way to the foot of the mountain, he had already lost his breath.

"This man is disrespectful to me, and it is not a pity to die. ”

Chen Feng shook his hand and said calmly.

And the many Taoist priests in front of him were already furious, and the old Taoist led by him took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Your Excellency is King Chen Wu of Jing Chu, right? King Wu Chen is here, what is the so-called matter?"

He is the oldest, has been cultivating for many years, and is very good at cultivating qi.

After all, the white-clothed young man in front of him is not an ordinary martial arts powerhouse, but Chen Feng, the martial king who has spread all over the world and is criss-crossed. In the name of the Martial King, is there any lie?

"I'm here to find Chen Dazhen, you don't need to know what the specific matter is. ”

Chen Fengli didn't bother to pay attention to this group of guys, shook his head, and strode forward.

"Your Excellency, stay!" the old Taoist priest shouted.

But Chen Feng turned a deaf ear and continued to walk.

Seeing that he was about to rush to the crowd, a Taoist priest in the crowd finally couldn't hold it back, raised his hand and grabbed a talisman, chanting a word, and the talisman suddenly turned into a red flame, which was thrown by him violently.

'Shhhh

A flame tore through the sky and slammed out, smashing on the steps at Chen Feng's feet like a fire dragon. Suddenly, the dust flew up, an entire staircase was smashed and exploded, and firelight poured into the sky.

The power of this flame is comparable to that of a grenade, enough to blow people to the ground.

But Chen Feng was unscathed and still walked on foot.

There were Taoist priests who shot one after another.

'Bang!'

Spells bombarded one after another, and the power was stronger than the other, but Chen Feng was like driving a tank, not dodging at all, and swept all the way. No matter how powerful the spell is, it won't affect him at all.

"Let's shoot together! This person is a martial artist, if he gets close, we will be finished!" the old Taoist priest said in a deep voice.

They are cultivators, and they cultivate mana, long-range attacks, and hand-to-hand combat are disadvantages. Usually in the duel between the warlock and the warrior, the warlock has the advantage beyond ten steps, and once it is within ten steps, the warrior will turn defeat into victory.

The dozen or so Taoist priests standing in the first row looked at each other at the same time, nodded, and took out the spell at the bottom of the box. The talismans and magic weapons were all taken out, as if they didn't need money, turned into countless colorful lights, and smashed them violently, like a colorful rain of fire in the sky.

Seeing this scene, the Shanghe and Shangcai brothers and sisters in the rear couldn't help but turn pale, lying firmly on the ground, and didn't dare to move.

Such a great power, even if it was just an overflowing wave of qi, it was enough for the two of them to be shattered and have no place to be buried.

'Boom!'

Halfway up the mountainside, there seemed to be dozens of shells exploding at the same time, and all the explosions were connected, forming a terrifying black-red fire cloud, and boundless waves of air rushed in all directions. The huge sound and impact made the whole mountain shake, and everyone at the foot of the mountain could see it clearly.

A large part of the white steps on the mountain had been destroyed by this time, and only a huge pit remained.

"It's supposed to be dead, right?"

The Taoist priests were a little shocked and looked at each other.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, blowing away the black clouds, revealing a figure dressed in white.

I saw Chen Feng standing in the center of the explosion with his hands behind his back, and a faint streamer barrier was propped up around his body, resisting all the impacts. Cracks appeared on the streamer barrier, but they were not broken after all.

He stomped his foot violently, and the whole person rushed out of the explosion range and rushed towards everyone on the mountain!

In the blink of an eye, the distance was less than ten zhang.

Just when the Taoist priests were panicking, a burly strong man suddenly stood out in the crowd and shouted:

"Let me come!"

He strode up, and with each step, his figure rose by three points, and he stepped on the ground, and the floor was blown open by the force. The strength in his body grew stronger and stronger, and he became as heavy as lead and mercury, and his whole body became bronzed, shining in the setting sun.

I saw that this person turned out to be a master of horizontal training in the secular world, and he cultivated the golden bell jar of Buddhism, and he was also famous. Later, for the sake of glory and wealth, he took refuge in Haitian Sect and became the martial arts worship of Haitian Sect.

He stood forward, like an iron tower, unshakable.

"As a martial cultivator in the secular world, you actually betrayed your trust and took refuge in the Haitian Sect, are you worthy of your compatriots?" Chen Feng frowned and asked coldly.

"Hmph, good birds choose trees to perch!" The monk's face sank like water, and he said, "Chen Dazhen's cultivation is to reach the sky, and those who follow the law prosper and those who rebel die, and you are the same as King Chen Wu!"

He has been under the door of Chen Dazhen for half a year, and he has been at the top of Chen Dazhen, breaking through the shackles, and has entered the realm of transformation. Confident in the transformation realm, he can't find an opponent, even those strong people on the Yanxia Billboard, and they can't break through his cover.

"Humph!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

What he hates most is this kind of traitor, it is they who fight for the tiger, so that Xianmen will be so arrogant.

I saw Chen Feng raise his right hand and blast out with a punch. The surging power of the dragon elephant worked, turning into a golden fist and shooting out, breaking the monk's protective body qi with one punch, and the fist hit him in the chest.

'Boom!'

With a dull sound, the monk's face suddenly froze, and he looked down, only to see that the flesh and blood on his chest had disappeared, and a large bloody hole had appeared!

And the people in the rear, seeing this, couldn't help but take a deep breath.

'Poof. ’

The monk spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and a golden bell jar seemed to be non-existent, and the whole person rolled down from the peak of Baizhang Mountain, and died so much that he could no longer die.

In the crowd, a sad and indignant voice came:

"Bald donkey!"

I saw another warrior in strong service come out, his eyes were blood-red. He was a friend of the monks, and the two of them joined the Haitian Sect together, supporting each other and having a deep friendship.

I saw that this person took a deep breath, and his internal strength burned, as if it was a firework, and it would explode at any time.

He strode forward, his fist moves changed several times, and the momentum became stronger and stronger each time, and finally all the fists became one, evolving into a half-step collapse fist, and smashed out!

He himself is an expert in the inner boxing, relying on the cultivation of the transformation realm, performing the stunt of half-step collapse fist, and his strength has reached its peak, and it can even be comparable to the masters in the later stage of the transformation realm.

In the face of this punch, not many people in the Haitian Sect dared to resist hard.

"King Chen Wu, don't hide if you have a kind!" the martial artist shouted violently.

"Huh. Chen Feng shook his head and chuckled.

He paused, and he really stood in place, facing the fist.

'Bang. ’

The martial artist smashed into his face, and all the power hit Chen Feng's chest, and in an instant, his white clothes were lifted by the qi waves, and the wind and waves surged in all directions.

Chen Feng still stood proudly, his eyes were calm, as if he had just been beaten by a child, and there was no trace of injury at all.

It was the warrior who had an incredible face, and his entire fist was trembling violently.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”

Chen Feng said calmly.

The man even showed a wry smile, and his entire arm suddenly shattered, and the huge fist force ate his body back. Not only the arms, but also half of the flesh and blood of the body are shattered, even if they are transformed into realms, it is difficult to return to the sky.

These two Transformation Realm masters, who were both dominant beings in the secular world, were killed by Chen Feng in the blink of an eye!