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Then, the huge dragon claw tore at the red cloud.

With a loud bang, some disciples with low strength were directly shocked by the aftermath of an explosion and flew out, spitting blood!

The explosion exploded, and everyone was shocked to find that the red cloud that Agni Huo Sheng shot out had disappeared without a trace.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with a look of horror that could not be concealed: "This person is so powerful, he can actually resist the full force of the powerhouse of the eighth floor!"

Even An Xueqing, looking at Chen Feng's gaze, was very surprised.

Agni Huo Sheng looked at Chen Feng with great contempt, like looking at an ant, and didn't take him to heart at all.

"It turns out that you only have one trick, but this trick of yours has the power of the full force of the powerhouse of the eighth floor. But alas, I can hit it with such a single blow!"

"Can you resist my first blow, can you resist a second blow?"

"In front of me, you are a humble ant!"

As he spoke, he slapped it out again.

This time, Chen Feng was really powerless to resist, and the blood-red qi in his body had all disappeared now.

That blow just now consumed all of him!

It was difficult for him to even stand now, but he still gritted his teeth, held his head high, and straightened his body, like a javelin, blocking Shen Yanbing and An Xueqing stubbornly.

Jean looked at Ag Huosheng and said coldly: "What if it's not your opponent?"

"I'm just standing here and trying to kill both of them, step over my corpse first!"

He was arrogant, laughed loudly, and had no fear of life and death.

Agni Huo Sheng snorted coldly: "Then I will take your dog's life!"

The strength of the powerhouse of the eighth floor of the Divine Gate Realm gave Chen Feng a feeling of extreme coercion and no way to defeat it, and a sense of despair arose in his heart.

It's too strong, and the opponent is just too strong!

But Chen Feng immediately dispelled this despair, and he was not afraid!

Seeing that Ag Huosheng's blow was about to bombard Chen Feng's body, An Xueqing drank softly, blood spurted out, and the essence blood in his body burned wildly, hitting six or seven palm winds one after another.

The emerald green palm wind is like a spring breeze, and everywhere it goes, the red fire clouds are all extinguished!

She was clearly burning her blood to resist the flames.

And at this time, suddenly there was a roar in the distance: "Agni Huosheng, stop!"

Then, a yellow figure swept over here.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen people who were also dressed in yellow.

The leader was a young man of about thirty years old, short and strong, and his appearance was not good, but his body was extremely calm, like a mountain.

He slammed out his palm and hit Agni Sheng in the side, and Agni Sheng had to pull back.

The two collided with each other with a punch and a kick, and they each took a few steps back, and they were evenly divided.

The two of them both fell to the ground, and Ag Huosheng looked at the short and stout young man, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice:

"Shi Lei, this is the matter of my Flame Sect and the Bishui Sect, it has nothing to do with your Houtu Sect, don't meddle with it!"

The sturdy young man sneered and said, "Agni Sheng, our Houtu Sect and Bishui Sect have been one family for hundreds of years!"

"With me here, how can you wantonly slaughter the senior sisters and sisters of the Bishui Sect?"

As he spoke, he turned back to the people behind him and ordered, "You guys, why don't you hurry up and help the senior sisters and sisters of the Bishui Sect up?"

The young men in yellow behind him nodded their heads.

In the battle between Chen Feng and Ag Huo Sheng just now, many women from the Bishui Sect were affected by the aftermath, fell to the ground, spat blood, and were still on the ground at this time.

These people who were divided into sects hurriedly helped them up.

One of them, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who was quite handsome and delicate, helped Zhang Bing up with a sincere smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Bing snapped, slapped him directly in the face, and shouted coldly: "Who wants you to help, take away your dirty hands!"

The young man was directly blinded, and glanced at Shi Lei for help.

Shi Lei showed a wry smile on his face and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, if this junior sister beats you, you will bear it." ”

Many people from the Houtu Sect next to him laughed and said, "Zheng Hongchao, there is a junior sister of the Bishui Sect beating you, that is your blessing!"

"Yes, beating is kissing, scolding is love!"

"Haha, this hit is quite heavy, it seems to be a real kiss!"

Zhang Bing's face was flushed with anger, and he scolded angrily: "You damn people, shut up!"

Chen Feng looked at it from the side, feeling a little strange.

It seems that the people of the Bishui Sect don't have much sympathy for the Houtu Branch, and when the people of the Houtu Sect go to help them, most of them are pushed away, and they would rather struggle and stagger to stand up by themselves than be supported by them.

And then these people from the Tufen Sect can be said to be unable to fight back and scold or return the mouth, and they look submissive, at most they are teasing two sentences.

Obviously, the relationship between the two is quite complicated.

This young man named Zheng Hongchao heard his senior brother say this, so he had to accept it aggrieved.

He saw that Zhang Bing was staggering, a little unstable, and wanted to reach out to help her, Zhang Bing glared at him fiercely, so frightened that Zheng Hongchao quickly retracted his hand.

Agni Huosheng shouted: "Shi Lei, get out of the way! ”