The ground of the Xuanyin Cave Chen Feng felt strange before. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although the temperature in the cave is very low, the ground is not frozen, but slightly damp and soft.

In order to allow the phosphor bomb to complete the soaking of the yin force as soon as possible, the effect of burying it in the soil is obviously much better. Otherwise, absolutely no one would be interested in these soils.

The Iron Sword Gate's little black iron sword was very sharp, and it didn't take a few strokes for a one-foot-deep pit to come out. The cold air emanated from the soil and condensed into the air, making it even more and more cold.

Strange, why is it not particularly cold when the cold comes out, but it is very cold after it spreads?

Chen Feng suddenly thought, what does the so-called Yin Vein look like? How deep is it buried in the ground?

Instead, he didn't put the phosphium bombs in the pit, but continued to dig them.

Chen Feng's speed was very fast, the depth of the pit was increasing, and Chen Feng's judgment was more and more confirmed: the further down, the higher the temperature.

When Chen Feng dug the pit seven or eight feet deep, the cold air was no longer cool.

Chen Feng was excited, but also a little apprehensive: What is down here?

After digging three or four feet deep, there was a trace of warmth in the pit. Chen Feng was in this big pit, and he had the feeling of taking a bath in warm water.

Just when Chen Feng wanted to continue to explore, he suddenly felt the warning of the Ming Soul.

At the same time as the Ming Soul was giving a warning, the sonic attack had already been sent out at the same time.

As soon as Chen Feng turned around, he was about to perform a secret technique, who would have thought that Chen Feng's speed was still slow. He only felt a sharp pain in his back, and at the same time, a piercing chill rushed into his body. This chill was very peculiar, the frost secret power in Chen Feng's body couldn't fight against it, and the yang energy of the withered glory secret power couldn't neutralize it in a short time.

Suddenly hit hard, Chen Feng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood with "wow".

However, after Chen Feng vomited blood, he did not continue to attack.

Chen Feng turned around and finally saw the appearance of the sneak attacker clearly.

Dressed in yellow, he is of medium height and wears a ghost-headed mask. Through the holes in the mask, Chen Feng saw a pair of shining eyes. Everywhere else, this person is mediocre, and I really don't see anything special.

Beside this person, there is also a ghost thing, which is the strange white shadow that appeared in the Xuanyin Cave a few days ago.

Compared to the blandness of the sneak attacker, this ghost creature is very peculiar. Its appearance is similar to that of the Ming Soul, but it presents a pure white color that is not transparent, which is very eye-catching. In its body, there are faint gray and yellow veins circulating faintly. The White Shadow is a dead thing, so why does it have these strange characteristics?

Chen Feng could preliminarily judge that this gray and yellow vein should be similar to the blood veins and meridians of the human body, and it was the key to supporting the existence of the white shadow.

"Good boy, little secret, you didn't die when you took my palm." The man was surprised.

Chen Feng knew that this person's palm just now was really powerful. First of all, Chen Feng is not a secret disciple, his own defense is not only stronger than that of a secret disciple, nor is it comparable to an ordinary secret soldier; The second is that although Chen Feng didn't have time to dodge, his body has its own instinctive sensing and reaction to the crisis, and it will automatically mobilize secret power to reduce damage for Chen Feng; The third is that this person only relied on the palm of his hand to allow himself to be so seriously injured, if he used a secret weapon or even a magic weapon, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

If it weren't for his own experience, Chen Feng couldn't imagine that a person could be able to inflict such a heavy blow on a secret person with his physical body alone. This is simply the situation that only happens when the top martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes compete with ordinary martial artists. Fortunately, Chen Feng has a strong resistance to the cold, although he can't immediately dissolve the cold in his body, but he wraps the cold after the middle palm, so that it will not attack easily.

"Who are you? If you hurt people in the Liuyun Sect, aren't you afraid that the elders of the sect will arrest and kill you? Chen Feng saw that the man did not continue to make a move, so he said solemnly. After the cold was wrapped, his waist could finally straighten up.

"Humph! What about the Flowing Cloud Sect? Maybe those old hairs who have been in retreat all year round will make me jealous.

As for the others, if they dare to come here, I am naturally not afraid. And, I'm going to kill you right now, do they know? The man scoffed.

"Why do you speak big words to embolden yourself? If you want to kill me, why don't you take advantage of the opportunity just now to be ruthless, but you just leave me with a glimmer of life? It doesn't mean to talk to me, does it? I guess you don't have the power to strike another blow now! Moreover, this ghost thing around you is probably only capable of detection, and has no purpose for attacking. Chen Feng said disdainfully.

In the course of the conversation between the two, Chen Feng suspected that there might be something wrong with the person's body, otherwise he would have killed himself after the thunderous blow. Especially when Chen Feng saw that the man's right hand was already hidden behind his back, but the sleeve of his right arm was trembling slightly, he knew that the man's blow just now also affected the hidden dangers in his body, and he was also struggling to support it.

"Good boy! Good eye! But smart people always die young! The man said, no longer avoiding Chen Feng, stretched out his right hand, and said coldly, "You guessed right." I was seriously injured before, and I have not recovered yet, so it is really inconvenient to help. But when I have cultivated to my level, even if I have some injuries, there are naturally some methods that you don't understand. If I am desperately injured or lose a secret treasure, I can naturally send you back to the West. ”

"I'll admit you might be able to strike again. But under such a serious injury, if you lose your vitality again, you don't know if you can be cured in this life. As for the secret treasure, if you could drive it, you would have used it a long time ago. If you think what I'm saying is wrong, give it a try! After Chen Feng finished speaking, the momentum of his whole body rose, and he had completely displayed the strength of the peak of the two-star secret warrior.

"It's a secret!" The man muttered to himself, his face changing slightly. He was even more surprised than if he hadn't slapped Chen Feng to death with a single palm before.

Even if he is seriously injured now, a small two-star secret, he still can't look down on it. However, Chen Feng was different from ordinary secret knowledge, giving him a feeling that he couldn't see through.

He is obviously a secret man, but he can hide himself by virtue of his identity as a secret disciple. You must know that a secret person with a low cultivation level has almost no ability to hide it in front of a secret person with a high cultivation level.

Therefore, if he forcibly fought Chen Feng, although he was sure that he would win, he would definitely pay an extremely heavy price.

Secret Disciples are not the same as Secret Disciples after all. The so-called secret disciple is only the first stage of the secret master, and he has just started. The biggest difference between a secret warrior and a secret disciple is not the realm, but the means of attack, the secret warrior can drive the secret weapon very well, and perform the secret arts, which are all impossible for the secret disciple to do. If a secret disciple has a powerful secret weapon and cultivates a powerful secret art, he will not be able to exert the power of the secret weapon and secret art at all. The Mystics are different, they are already real Mysteries and have some powerful means.

Right now, Chen Feng gave him a very dangerous feeling. This feeling only occurred when he faced those old monsters in the secret realm, or when he reached a few dangerous places in the secret realm.

Just glanced at Chen Feng a few times, and he dispelled the idea of forcing his move. He even had the absurd feeling that he might really be defeated by the young man in front of him under his serious injuries. The ground of the Xuanyin Cave Chen Feng felt strange before. Although the temperature inside the cave was very low, the ground was not frozen, but slightly damp and soft.

In order to allow the phosphor bomb to complete the soaking of the yin force as soon as possible, the effect of burying it in the soil is obviously much better. Otherwise, absolutely no one would be interested in these soils.

The Iron Sword Gate's little black iron sword was very sharp, and it didn't take a few strokes for a one-foot-deep pit to come out. The cold air emanated from the soil and condensed into the air, making it even more and more cold.

Strange, why is it not particularly cold when the cold comes out, but it is very cold after it spreads?

Chen Feng suddenly thought, what does the so-called Yin Vein look like? How deep is it buried in the ground?

Instead, he didn't put the phosphium bombs in the pit, but continued to dig them.

Chen Feng's speed was very fast, the depth of the pit was increasing, and Chen Feng's judgment was more and more confirmed: the further down, the higher the temperature.

When Chen Feng dug the pit seven or eight feet deep, the cold air was no longer cool.

Chen Feng was excited, but also a little apprehensive: What is down here?

After digging three or four feet deep, there was a trace of warmth in the pit. Chen Feng was in this big pit, and he had the feeling of taking a bath in warm water.

Just when Chen Feng wanted to continue to explore, he suddenly felt the warning of the Ming Soul.

At the same time as the Ming Soul was giving a warning, the sonic attack had already been sent out at the same time.

As soon as Chen Feng turned around, he was about to perform a secret technique, who would have thought that Chen Feng's speed was still slow. He only felt a sharp pain in his back, and at the same time, a piercing chill rushed into his body. This chill was very peculiar, the frost secret power in Chen Feng's body couldn't fight against it, and the yang energy of the withered glory secret power couldn't neutralize it in a short time.

Suddenly hit hard, Chen Feng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood with "wow".

However, after Chen Feng vomited blood, he did not continue to attack.

Chen Feng turned around and finally saw the appearance of the sneak attacker clearly.

Dressed in yellow, he is of medium height and wears a ghost-headed mask. Through the holes in the mask, Chen Feng saw a pair of shining eyes. Everywhere else, this person is mediocre, and I really don't see anything special.

Beside this person, there is also a ghost thing, which is the strange white shadow that appeared in the Xuanyin Cave a few days ago.

Compared to the blandness of the sneak attacker, this ghost creature is very peculiar. Its appearance is similar to that of the Ming Soul, but it presents a pure white color that is not transparent, which is very eye-catching. In its body, there are faint gray and yellow veins circulating faintly. The White Shadow is a dead thing, so why does it have these strange characteristics?

Chen Feng could preliminarily judge that this gray and yellow vein should be similar to the blood veins and meridians of the human body, and it was the key to supporting the existence of the white shadow.

"Good boy, little secret, you didn't die when you took my palm." The man was surprised.

Chen Feng knew that this person's palm just now was really powerful. First of all, Chen Feng is not a secret disciple, his own defense is not only stronger than that of a secret disciple, nor is it comparable to an ordinary secret soldier; The second is that although Chen Feng didn't have time to dodge, his body has its own instinctive sensing and reaction to the crisis, and it will automatically mobilize secret power to reduce damage for Chen Feng; The third is that this person only relied on the palm of his hand to allow himself to be so seriously injured, if he used a secret weapon or even a magic weapon, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

If it weren't for his own experience, Chen Feng couldn't imagine that a person could be able to inflict such a heavy blow on a secret person with his physical body alone. This is simply the situation that only happens when the top martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes compete with ordinary martial artists. Fortunately, Chen Feng has a strong resistance to the cold, although he can't immediately dissolve the cold in his body, but he wraps the cold after the middle palm, so that it will not attack easily.

"Who are you? If you hurt people in the Liuyun Sect, aren't you afraid that the elders of the sect will arrest and kill you? Chen Feng saw that the man did not continue to make a move, so he said solemnly. After the cold was wrapped, his waist could finally straighten up.

"Humph! What about the Flowing Cloud Sect? Maybe those old hairs who have been in retreat all year round will make me jealous. As for the others, if they dare to come here, I am naturally not afraid. And, I'm going to kill you right now, do they know? The man scoffed.

"Why do you speak big words to embolden yourself? If you want to kill me, why don't you take advantage of the opportunity just now to be ruthless, but you just leave me with a glimmer of life? It doesn't mean to talk to me, does it? I guess you don't have the power to strike another blow now! Moreover, this ghost thing around you is probably only capable of detection, and has no purpose for attacking. Chen Feng said disdainfully.

In the course of the conversation between the two, Chen Feng suspected that there might be something wrong with the person's body, otherwise he would have killed himself after the thunderous blow. Especially when Chen Feng saw that the man's right hand was already hidden behind his back, but the sleeve of his right arm was trembling slightly, he knew that the man's blow just now also affected the hidden dangers in his body, and he was also struggling to support it.

"Good boy! Good eye! But smart people always die young! The man said, no longer avoiding Chen Feng, stretched out his right hand, and said coldly, "You guessed right." I was seriously injured before, and I have not recovered yet, so it is really inconvenient to help. But when I have cultivated to my level, even if I have some injuries, there are naturally some methods that you don't understand. If I am desperately injured or lose a secret treasure, I can naturally send you back to the West. ”

"I'll admit you might be able to strike again. But under such a serious injury, if you lose your vitality again, you don't know if you can be cured in this life. As for the secret treasure, if you could drive it, you would have used it a long time ago. If you think what I'm saying is wrong, give it a try! After Chen Feng finished speaking, the momentum of his whole body rose, and he had completely displayed the strength of the peak of the two-star secret warrior.

"It's a secret!" The man muttered to himself, his face changing slightly. He was even more surprised than if he hadn't slapped Chen Feng to death with a single palm before.

Even if he is seriously injured now, a small two-star secret, he still can't look down on it. However, Chen Feng was different from ordinary secret knowledge, giving him a feeling that he couldn't see through.

He is obviously a secret man, but he can hide himself by virtue of his identity as a secret disciple. You must know that a secret person with a low cultivation level has almost no ability to hide it in front of a secret person with a high cultivation level.

Therefore, if he forcibly fought Chen Feng, although he was sure that he would win, he would definitely pay an extremely heavy price. Secret Disciples are not the same as Secret Disciples after all. The so-called secret disciple is only the first stage of the secret master, and he has just started. The biggest difference between a secret warrior and a secret disciple is not the realm, but the means of attack, the secret warrior can drive the secret weapon very well, and perform the secret arts, which are all impossible for the secret disciple to do. If a secret disciple has a powerful secret weapon and cultivates a powerful secret art, he will not be able to exert the power of the secret weapon and secret art at all. The Mystics are different, they are already real Mysteries and have some powerful means.

Right now, Chen Feng gave him a very dangerous feeling. This feeling only occurred when he faced those old monsters in the secret realm, or when he reached a few dangerous places in the secret realm.

Just glanced at Chen Feng a few times, and he dispelled the idea of forcing his move. He even had the absurd feeling that he might really be defeated by the young man in front of him under his serious injuries.