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If you want to put it on the line, just give Chu Feng an hour for no reason, thinking about it, I feel that Chu Feng is too advantageous. If you don't count it, it seems that the Kunlun veins are stingy again, and they are scheming with outsiders for their own problems.

Before Hua Qingchi could speak, Zhao Qingxuan preemptively said: "This scene of pity still has to be counted, but from the next game, disciples below the seventh order are not allowed to take the stage." ”

Hua Qingchi, who had just received the blessing of mercy and was ready to instruct his disciples to come to the stage as soon as possible, and to make up thirty-six games to end happily with everyone, suddenly shuddered.

For the first time, she wanted to block Zhao Qingyun's mouth - didn't you force this kid to his death, no matter how talented he was, he had to fight thirty-six games in a row!

If he loses, after all, he made a promise in front of so many people, how can he protect this child?

However, Zhao Qingxun's suggestion is indeed reasonable, it will not appear that Kunlun is stingy, and it will not let Chu Feng get advantage again.

Seeing that no one objected, Hua Qingchi could only say leisurely: "Then let's do it." ”

Everyone remained silent for a while, and when Chu Feng saw that there was nothing to do, he also sat down on the ground and began to breathe, keeping his mental state at a peak in preparation for the bitter battle in the future.

Although this kind of battle is not life-threatening for Chu Feng, it is still extremely unfair after all, as long as people gradually come together, I am afraid that there will not be any respite for Chu Feng between every battle.

The battles would be one after another, and each time the other party was a genius full of spirit, but Chu Feng had to drag his stump to fight all the time.

What are the odds of winning, Chu Feng didn't want to think about it anymore, he just wanted to fight hard, fight as many times as possible, and buy more time for Chu Zi'er.

About half an hour later, a man and a woman returned side by side.

The man is a divine horse, and the woman is beautiful, as if she is a pair of fairy couples in the sky.

Many young disciples immediately resounded with a commotion.

The twelve veins of Kunlun, the three veins of the human race, and the nine veins of the demon race.

The three veins of the human race are Tianyun City, Yongcheng and Chengyuan Mountain.

Although these three veins are said to be three veins, because they have the same origin, they have always been connected with the same qi, so they are generally called these three veins by Chengyuan Mountain, which has the greatest momentum among the three veins of the human race.

And this one man and one woman came, one man is Cheng Yanghao, a contemporary genius in Tianyong City, and the other woman is Hua Lingshuang, a genius in Yongcheng. The two of them are the top geniuses of the three veins of the human race today, and they are known as the three heroes along with the decay of Chengyuan Mountain.

Cheng Yanghao and Hua Lingshuang landed on the Yaotai and greeted several seniors, but they all stood aside and were not ready to end, as if they were ready to wait and see the ugliness of other geniuses.

But in a moment, another streamer came from the sky, and this time it was a genius from Langfeng Peak, ranking second among the contemporary geniuses of Langfeng Peak.

As soon as this burly and sturdy young man landed on Yaotai, he couldn't wait to get off the stage and saluted: "In the lower Langfeng, please advise." ”

Chu Feng got up and saluted, "Please advise." ”

As soon as the two of them moved at the same time, they turned into streamers like thunder, colliding with each other, and striking out an incessant roar within the enchantment.

Fenghuan is an outlier of Langfeng Peak, and no one knows what its demon body is.

But everyone knows that Fenghuan's physical body is extremely strong, and both in terms of degree and strength, it is far from the same level of cultivators.

He doesn't cultivate spells, nor does he cultivate magic weapons, he focuses on cultivating his own physical body, and with the power of his physical body alone, he can suppress half of the geniuses.

At this time, within the barrier, so is Fenghuan.

As soon as he made a move, there was no vision, just a punch, and the violent fist directly tore through the space, and with his lightning speed, he had already reached Chu Feng.

This is the most powerful advantage of the physical body, it doesn't need to use True Qi like using spells, so it comes quickly, directly!

Chu Feng almost watched the punch smash into his face, he didn't expect that Feng Huan's degree had reached such a terrifying point, just as soon as he punched, the whole person had already arrived in front of him!

Chu Feng didn't dodge, and he couldn't dodge, because this punch had been firmly locked on Chu Feng's face, and Chu Feng didn't even have the confidence to dodge.

So he didn't move, and his failure to move was interpreted as giving up resistance, and there was already a tendency in the crowd to cheer.

But when the cheers rang out, they saw that Chu Feng had not given up resistance, Chu Feng had directly used his face to receive the punch.

The cheers fell silent suddenly, and it was too naïve to use his face to catch such a punch that could tear the space apart simply by relying on degree and strength, right?

Is he trying to kill himself?

Zhaoyang also shook his head, thinking that this Chu Feng was too chaotic, could it be that because he said that he couldn't kill him, could he rely on Kunlun to seek death at this moment?

But the change in the next moment surprised everyone, because the next moment, the wind shook the ground, and the body was like a nimble goshawk, quickly swept backwards, then stood firm, and then jumped out like a tiger descending the mountain again.

Chu Feng still couldn't dodge this time, the wind was so fast that Chu Feng couldn't catch up with the wind if he didn't use the wind trick.

But Chu Feng didn't want to expose his hole cards so early, he wanted to control every battle to the point that he would not have too much loss and not expose too many hole cards, and prolong the number of victories as much as possible.

Chu Feng couldn't use the Wind Riding Technique, so he was destined to face Fenghuan's lightning-like degree, and he didn't have much room and room to turn around at all.

So he had to calculate, calculate every move of Feng Huan, and after Feng Huan made a move, seal Feng Huan's next step with a defensive posture, so that Feng Huan knew that it was difficult to retreat.

That's his strategy, and that's how he does it.

So this time, Chu Feng raised his right hand again, and formed a sword finger, and a sword intent appeared.

Chu Feng's previous domineering sword intent that angrily slashed the green dragon is still fresh in everyone's memory, so as soon as this sword intent came out, there was an uproar again.

Cheng Yanghao and Hua Lingshuang's faces also changed slightly, obviously feeling Chu Feng's strength from this sword intent.

Feng Huan roared angrily, his body suddenly turned again, forcibly breaking free from the original trajectory, and then another punch was swung, and the fist gang rolled up a storm, and even directly formed a cracked void and spread towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped lightly under his feet, and in the process of Feng Huan completing the turn and changing orbit and killing again, he only took a step to the left front, and then his horizontal hand was in front of his chest, and the sword intent emerged, colliding directly with the punch swung by Feng Huan!

"Boom!"

With the sound of thunder, Chu Feng staggered a little, he took a few steps back, the blood on his face faded slightly, but a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. On the other hand, Fenghuan is not much better, and a single move has already made Fenghuan's fists bloody.

Feng Huan took a few steps back, stood firm, shook his right fist, and sprinkled blood on the ground before shouting excitedly, "Okay!

Before the words fell, Feng Huan had already turned into a streamer again, and pounced directly in front of Chu Feng, a pair of fists fell like a torrential rain, and a fist swung out, causing the space to continue to distort, and finally distorted to the limit, shattering into countless fragments, spreading in all directions.

The continuous high-density blows at such a close distance were already within the range that Chu Feng could have predicted, so Chu Feng did not hesitate at all, while protecting his body with luck, a peach tree appeared behind him, and a magnificent peach forest bloomed all over Yaotai in an instant, and even grew out of the Yao Pond.

The breeze blew and a petal of peach blossoms fell, making many Yaochi women exclaim that the scenery was beautiful.

But in the next moment, all the petals of peach blossoms turned into pink killing sword intent, and they all fell high into the wind like cow hair, screaming one after another, and bursting one after another.

Feng Huan's face changed, his body stagnated suddenly, and his raised right fist refused to fall for a long time, as if he had exposed his flaws to Chu Feng and let Chu Feng beat him.

But the geniuses who have studied with Fenghuan and fought each other know that this punch is the key to separating the winner from the loser.

Fenghuan's fist is not faster and more fierce, in fact, Fenghuan's fist, the slower, the more difficult it is to dodge, the slower, the greater the lethality.

This phenomenon is difficult to describe in logical terms, but it is a fact, and everyone who has ever been psychologically shadowed by Fenghuan's fist knows it.

Feng Huan's fist has been raised for a long time, at least in all eyes, although those peach blossom swords have not yet fallen on Feng Huan's body, but it does not prevent people from having such an intuitive understanding - peach blossom's sword fell quickly, and Feng Huan's fist swung very slowly.

Chu Feng's face also changed slightly, because he also felt the infinite oppression contained in the fist that seemed to be raised high and never fell, that feeling, as if a whole mountain was pressing on his shoulders, and it was difficult to breathe.

This is another form of fastness, because this punch is a punch that crosses time and space. Faced with a punch that crossed time and space, Chu Feng had no other choice, he could only clench his fists, and then slowly raise them.

Chu Feng's action of clenching his fist was a little abrupt and a little puzzling. But the moment they saw him clenching his fists, everyone froze.

Is he going to follow the trend and fight for the flesh?

What a horrible, what a wild idea!

Everyone thought that Chu Feng was going to fail, because Feng Huan's physical body was invincible at the same level!

A fine light bloomed in Chu Feng's eyes, and he knew that Feng Huan's physical body was very strong, so strong that it was incomprehensible.

But his physical body is not weak, not only is it not weak, but it is stronger!