Greed is the driving force for man's progress and the root of man's depravity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No one can say for sure whether greed is a good thing or a bad thing.

But at this moment, Chu Feng had to say that greed was really not a very good thing, because it made his situation more and more dangerous.

Two and a half years ago, people began to appear who wanted to capture him, but at that time there were not many people, and most of them were not famous and strong.

Because at that time, he only began to answer other people's questions, and his fame was not too loud, so not too many people cared.

But with the passage of time, the mysterious Mr. Wind has become a well-known name in the Six Realms, and the number of people who fight his ideas has become more and more powerful.

Therefore, Chu Feng made a lot of preparations in advance, all kinds of talismans, all kinds of magic weapons, all working hard to fight for him to survive.

The contradictions and conflicts between some people who wanted to capture him always created some breakthroughs for Chu Feng, who was in a desperate situation.

But it was the first time that Gabe did not hesitate to let the twelve elders devote themselves to Chu Feng's pursuit work.

Therefore, Chu Feng didn't know whether to admire the spirit of the elders of Gabe for working together and persevering, or to resent them. However, there was at least one thing that Chu Feng deserved to thank them for, and that was that the people of Gabe never revealed his whereabouts, even though they completely wanted to swallow this piece of fat for themselves.

"Even if there is realm suppression, there are three of us, and there are only two of you. Garo said.

"But I'm strong in the flesh. Chu Feng was stating a fact.

The realm has been suppressed to such a point that the other party has no realm advantage, and his own body is not afraid at all.

"But you're a waste. Garo added, "Even if Mr. is physically strong, and now he forcibly suppresses us all to the sixth order, Mr. may not be able to deal with us."

"Not necessarily. Chu Feng said very firmly.

"I don't see where your hope lies. Garo sneered.

"That's blindness. "Such uncultivated and angry words certainly didn't come from the mouth of the good-tempered Chu Feng.

Naturally, it was Ling Hongluo who spoke, and she had endured these guys for a long time, "If you want to fight, you can fight, and talk less nonsense." ”

"Good. Jia Luo's figure suddenly jumped, and he rushed towards Chu Feng. Although the Jialuo realm was suppressed, the Sanzhang Law was still maintained, with angry eyebrows and angry roars, like an unshakable god.

And Chu Feng, who was only seven feet in front of him, looked too humble and insignificant, maybe he didn't need this full force at all, just stepped on it casually, and Chu Feng would be directly trampled into a puddle of flesh.

Luckily, Gabe doesn't need a lump of mashed meat, they don't make pies. What they needed was a living Chu Feng.

Lou Luo didn't show his appearance, he just flickered a little pitiful flame all over his body, and walked towards the spirit carrot.

But as soon as he took a step, two dark hands reached out from his feet, grabbed his ankles violently, and made it difficult for him to move forward.

"Interesting. Lou Luo whispered to himself, and the energy around him condensed into sharp wind blades, and in an instant, the two pitch-black arms were shattered apart, turning into wisps of black qi and dissipating into the air.

Lou Luo cultivates the physical body, he doesn't practice the law, he doesn't practice spells, although the realm is suppressed, he just can't exert his full strength, and it won't make him as uncomfortable as Jialuo.

However, Lou Luo still didn't take a step, because the pitch-black phantoms were constantly pouring out of the earth, thinking about Lou Luo rushing frantically, completely indifferent to his life and death wrapped around Lou Luo's body, and rigidly restricted Lou Luo's movements.

This made Lou Luo feel extremely annoyed, he didn't understand the formation, and he was not familiar with the formation, so he didn't know how to break the formation at all, all he could do was to use his brute force to kill it little by little, and kill until the formation was broken by brute force.

Ling Hongluo smiled slightly, and finally knew what Chu Feng's third formation was, which was a trapped formation.

"Little sister, don't blame my sister for bullying you. Tisri reached to her waist and untied a belt that was a mixture of colors from her dress, and then she shook it slowly, and the belt instantly bulged up with a "click" sound, and then began to tremble, like a snake, trembling and hissing.

Ling Hongluo smiled, and a stream of heat flowed from the ground into her body, and Ling Hongluo also took out her weapon, which was a black flute, which was dull and as simple as a piece of mortal iron.

Chu Feng stood still and didn't move, he watched Jia Luo pounce on him, he didn't rush to dodge, and he didn't rush to greet him.

He just watched Garo's fist intently, unmoved, whether it was the wind blowing on his face or the stones that flew down on him.

Jia Luo naturally knew what Chu Feng was waiting for.

Because there is still a long distance between him and Chu Feng, this distance is enough for him to change countless movements in the middle, but Chu Feng does not have the time to change, because no matter how strong his physical body is, he is only a mortal, a mortal who cannot invoke his true qi, no matter how much he exercises, no matter how he strengthens his reactions, he will not be able to break through the limits of his physical body.

No matter how fast a person's reaction speed is, he can't break through that limit, and that's the difference between a monk and a mortal.

So Jia Luo knew that Chu Feng was waiting, and when his movements could no longer change, he would make a move.

He wanted to solve Garo with one move, because he didn't want to dwell on it for too much time, and the more time they spent entanglement, the greater the risk of what might come later, so a quick solution was the best choice.

Tisli shook the whip in her hand, and a colorful poisonous snake faintly attached to the whip, spitting bright red letters and making a "hissing" sound.

With the shaking of Tisli's dexterous wrist, the poisonous snake instantly transformed into a storm in the sky, everywhere, enveloping the spirit carrot tightly, constantly poking its head out of the shadows in the sky, wanting to bite the spirit carrot twice.

The flute of the spirit carrot is not used for blowing, because it is elegant and too contrived, and the spirit carrot does not like it.

The flute of the spirit carrot is used as a stick and as a knife, because it is very direct and crisp, and the spirit carrot likes it very much.

There is not much difference between the Soul Eater and the original Soul Eater, so the spirit carrot is not jerky.

She is also a woman, her wrist is not inferior to Tisli, and with her dancing, the space around her is full of phantoms of the long flute, flexible like an ape, climbing up and down, everywhere, always waving her fist and smashing it the moment the poisonous snake shows its fangs!

Chu Feng finally waited for the huge fist.

Chu Feng had to say that with such a big fist, the speed was really not slow at all, at least he watched the fist come over, and there was no way to dodge - so Chu Feng was not able to take the punch that smashed down without any suspense, and was directly smashed in the face by a punch.

was directly smashed in the face by such a punch, and Chu Feng was blown out on the spot, until he hit the stone wall and fell into the stone wall three or four inches deep, and then he could not stop.

But unexpectedly, Chu Feng's face was a little bruised, but he had a smile on his face, looking at Jia Luo with a bit of urgency.

Jia Luo's face was a little painful, his left hand clenched his right fist tightly, and it was his right fist that hit Chu Feng's face just now.

But what he didn't expect was that Chu Feng's skull would be so hard and unimaginably hard. That punch felt like a mortal, clenched his fist, and with twelve points of strength, it hit a steel plate so hard that not only did it hurt, but even his wrist was bruised because of it.

Jia Luo's expression when he looked at Chu Feng was full of weirdness, such a physical strength was not something that a mortal should have—even if he had practiced before, such a strong physical strength should not exist!

"Don't slap your face next time, I'm not good-looking. Chu Feng bared his teeth and said very seriously.

"But I think the master is very good-looking. Ling Hongluo suddenly interjected—as if she was still very comfortable and could take care of the development of the battle situation here.

It was precisely because of the interjection that the poisonous snake finally grabbed the gap and broke through the ape's defense, and Tesri flipped her wrist, and the spirit snake roared and bit on the shoulder of the spirit carrot.

"Little sister, sister teaches you a truth. Tisri laughed charmingly, "You can't be sure of winning your own battles, so don't care about other people's battles, you know?"

Ling Hongluo frowned, and swung the iron flute and smashed it on the long whip, but only heard the sound of gold and iron clashing, and the long whip only trembled slightly, but his body felt a burst of pain.

"Actually, it's not a weapon at all. Tesri smiled slightly, and the long whip in her hand shook, and wisps of blood began to converge from the spirit carrot to Tisli's whip along the long whip, dyeing the white sensen's long whip red little by little.

Tisri smiled with satisfaction and said, "What a noble demon blood...... I smelled a very heartwarming smell. ”

Ling Hongluo frowned and said, "Blood Shura?"

"Yes. Tesli smiled.

A word to readers:

Hey, I don't think anyone reads this story, maybe I'm not fit to write a story like this............ Hawkers, it doesn't matter, after this story is written, maybe I won't write it again..................