Yiye knew that he didn't care about anything, and with a wave of his scepter, there was a bang, and the weapons were handed over, and the sound shook the audience, pulling everyone's heartstrings. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yiye knew his fate only to feel a power as heavy as a mountain coming from the scepter, which shook him and made him keep retreating, the tiger's mouth cracked, he vomited blood, and his internal organs seemed to have moved away, and the pain was extremely great.

Chen Feng's powerful strength made him feel powerless, and he hurriedly put a god-level shield on himself to search for Chen Feng's traces.

He was very depressed, Chen Feng's speed was too fast, he just saw him in front of him, and then he was on the left, right or behind, like a ghost, he couldn't disperse, pestering him, and he couldn't get away if he wanted to.

In the blink of an eye, Yiye Zhifang blocked three attacks, and his god-level shield began to weaken.

"Not good!"

Yiye Zhifang secretly screamed, and saw Chen Feng in front of him. No, to be precise, Chen Feng's wind-breaking ancient sword went straight to the center of his eyebrows.

Yiye Zhifang was shocked, he didn't have the escape of the assassination master, let alone the speed of Chen Feng's metamorphosis, he couldn't dodge, and in the crisis, he cast the skill Divine Guardian and God-level curse, blessed his own strength, and reduced Chen Feng's attack damage.

The cold light of a sword shocked the world, and I saw a flash of sword light, and the ancient sword of Breaking Wind was like a bamboo, penetrating the shield of Yiye Zhi's fate, piercing into his eyebrows, destroying his vitality and causing fatal damage.

Yes!

With a miserable scream, Yiye Zhifang fell down with a bang and couldn't get up.

Chen Feng's powerful attack power made everyone speechless and sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

You're all cursed by the god level, and you can kill a leaf in one go, so you deserve to be the strongest martial artist.

Chen Feng has king-level strength, even if he is cursed by Yiye Zhifang, his attributes are only reduced by 20%, he is still the strongest player today, plus his technology, equipment, and background are stronger than Yiye Zhifang, there is no suspense in beating him.

Exiting the competitive mode, Yiye came to Ling Xu's side in frustration, dejected, like a defeated rooster, how could he be angry when he came.

Killed in less than ten seconds, Chen Feng's strength was deeply shocked by Yiye Zhifang, it was the strongest player he had ever met, even Brother Ling Xuan couldn't do it, no wonder the God King himself didn't dare to make a move.

"One sword determines the world, and the boss of creation is too handsome!"

"The boss moves so fast, and as an assassin known for his speed, I'm a world away from the boss. ”

"The boss of creation is mighty, long live the boss of creation!"

"League of Legends, who's going to fight!"

As soon as Chen Feng made a move, he solved the problem of knowing his fate and showed his might, which seriously frustrated Ling Xu's spirit, and the morale of the players in the League of Legends was greatly boosted, and they were in a passionate mood, and they admired Chen Feng incomparably.

Ling Xu's heart was surprised for a while, Yiye Zhiming ranked second in his team in terms of comprehensive strength, his strength was as high as a master, his skills were exquisite, and he had defeated countless players, many of whom were masters on the list.

Such a powerful Yiye knows his fate, but he loses to creation so easily, and the other party has no background at all, only with his flexible body, superb technology, etc., he solves Yiye's fate with lightning speed, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that Chen Feng is terrifying.

At this moment, Ling Xuan had a little more understanding of Chen Feng's strength, and he also had a little more fear, and if he asked Chen Feng, the odds of winning were less than thirty percent.

"Let's go up together!" Chen Feng glanced at Ling Xuan and them, a sword in the air, there is a husband in charge, and there is a momentum that cannot be opened.

"Creation and madness, I will meet you emptyly. Miao Kong, the master of the Ling Xuan team, stepped forward and looked directly into Chen Feng's eyes, there was no intention of stage fright, some were just full of fighting spirit.

He is a master of skill, as the fastest hand speed in the team, after watching the competition between Chen Feng and Yiye Zhifang, his heart is shocked. A martial artist can jump, dodge, roll and other actions, to such a vivid, flowing clouds, subtle to the degree, he has seen it for the first time, to be able to fight with such a master, is the desire of the wonderful, but also the opportunity to break through the speed of his own techniques.

"You're no match for me. Chen Feng is full of self-confidence, and he has twelve years of experience in domination, which does give him the ability to be arrogant. If he wants to subdue this group of future god-level players, he must have the strength to make them surrender, and only a truly strong person can be worthy of being followed by god-level players.

Wonderful master vs. martial artist, if the strength of the two is equal and the background is about the same, under normal circumstances, the winning rate of the magic hand is one point higher. Because the Master of Hands is the fastest of the six classes, with superhuman hand speed, it is relatively easy to avoid some deadly attacks and bring a surprise blow to the opponent.

Of course, each profession has its own advantages, which cannot be measured by who is strong and who is weak, as long as you play well, any profession can become a god and dominate the world.

"So I want it. Chen Feng took the challenge and competed with Miao Kongkong.

Chen Feng was arrogant and speechless, and in the face of Miao Kongkong, the master of the magic hand, he was still indifferent and let Miao Kong attack.

The ghost speed of the six professional assassins, the rejuvenation surgery of the master, the great power of the sky-shaking, the mysterious magic of the magician, the pit daddy mechanism of the trapper, and the true meaning of the martial arts of the ancient warrior.

Miao Kongkong is a master of good hands, his hand speed and flexibility are the fastest among the six professions, and Chen Feng asked him to strike first, which is undoubtedly asking for trouble. But here they saw a completely subverted picture, Chen Feng's speed was not inferior to Miaokongkong, it was completely surpassed.

Regardless of whether Miao Kongkong was an assault, a right strike, a side attack, a back attack, a remote magic operation, etc., they were all blocked by Chen Feng one by one, and the two fought for fifteen rounds in an instant, and everyone was dazzled, only listening to the impact sound and flying sparks from the weapon.

Miao Kongkong became more and more shocked, even if he used the means of pressing the bottom of the box and cooperated with various skills, he still couldn't touch the corners of Chen Feng's clothes. From attacking more and defending less, to now attacking less and defending more, Chen Feng's speed made Miao Kong speechless, and he had the urge to hit the wall, and he repeatedly thought in his heart that this was a martial artist.

Chen Feng has a certain understanding of Miao Kongkong's strength, his hand speed is very fast, his perception ability is also very strong, and he has master-level strength, but he can't be compared with him.

"Alright, it's time to finish!" Chen Feng flashed and disappeared into Miao Kong's empty sight and perception.

Not good!

At the moment when Chen Feng was lost, Miao Kongkong quickly retreated. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his throat, his neck seemed to have been bitten by a tiger, and he couldn't breathe in pain, and then he saw an unpretentious ancient sword, slashing in front of his eyes, and the next second, his head flew into the sky.

There was another sensation at the scene, Chen Feng's strength was beyond their expectations, the perfect technique was a must, and the reverence for Chen Feng was pushed to a higher point.

Miao Kong was defeated, Ling Xuan once again understood Chen Feng's strength, at this time, let alone three percent, I was afraid that there was no chance of even one percent. You must understand that Chen Feng killed Yiye Zhifang and Miao Kongkong, and he didn't lose a drop of blood.

Perverted!

The perversion of Thief Tamar!

Martial artists can play to such a terrifying level, only creation!