Looking from a distance, the huge mound of earth was like a tomb, Chen Bin snorted coldly in the mound, and continued to stubbornly swing his fists, boom, boom, boom......

"Ah......" It seems that Chen Bin is very persevering, and the others want to cry inside.

What is the best technique to use to deal with this frozen mound? Burn with fire? didn't burn out of the hole, and he was suffocated half to death by himself. Although it is said that the monk's body has stored aura, the feeling of stuffiness is also very uncomfortable.

You can't use fire, you can't use water, you can't blow the wind, and you can't split it with thunder.

It is only useful to use magic weapons, attack with fists, or bombard with supernatural powers. If those eight puppets were still there, Chen Bin wouldn't have to use his fists so hard.

In fact, if Yang Fengfeng were to think of a way, he might say that it was actually more useful to have a diamond.

Hearing Chen Bin's unremitting efforts inside, Yang Fengfeng was not idle outside, he was still sharpening the wooden sword. For him, the wooden sword is the carrier of the bomb, and naturally the more the better. If he hadn't made bombs in front of the public, he would have wanted to make a few more bombs in his free time.

The people who originally paid attention to the battlefield of Yang Peak felt bored when they saw it. Not only are the people watching boring, but even the referees are bored.

Yang Dingfeng, this guy is in such a good mood, and he is tirelessly sharpening the wooden sword.

On this battlefield, there is a good mood and a bad mood, and the two of them are just consumed. While admiring Yang Fengfeng's patience, people also have to admire Chen Bin's perseverance. Because this guy hasn't given up yet, he's still banging on it.

Of course, there are many people who think that this guy is asking for his own hardships, admitting defeat is a way, and he doesn't go. Or, he shouldn't have scolded Yang Maniac as a slave so arrogantly in the first place. The clay man still has three points of anger, let alone a madman?

Sharpening and cutting, Yang Fengfeng finished cutting all the wood in the storage bag. He clapped his hands and saw that Chen Bin had not yet admitted defeat and had not broken out of the predicament.

He looked at the pile of sawdust he had left on the edge of the battlefield, and felt that it was a waste of material, so he took out a simple stove and a large cauldron in public and put them on the battlefield of the game.

After that, he pulled out a kitchen knife, a cutting board, and ...... Spirit animal meat and vegetarian dishes......

"He's going to do hemp?" Everyone was talking.

However, the next moment, everyone knew that he was going to dry up. Because he had already started chopping vegetables, he was skillful and quick with his knife skills, and in a few blinks of an eye, he had taken care of both meat and vegetarian food. Then, he also took out the spice......

Under the speechless gaze of everyone, Yang Fengfeng pushed the sawdust he had cut before to the bottom of the stove and lit it as if no one was around. As soon as the pot was hot, he smiled and stir-fried the dish with a focused expression......

When the fragrance slowly wafted out, the people who were close didn't mark their saliva a few times.

"This ...... Is he a spirit cook? ”

"Oh my God, this madman is still a spirit cook. It smells so good......"

Facing the gazes cast by some Avatar cultivators, Chen Wanxi only smiled slightly. One is a disciple of her Chen family, and the other is a new disciple she has adopted, and she won't say anything here.

The dish is cooked, and the aroma wafts through the air.

Yang Fengfeng took out a pair of chopsticks and ate alone around the iron pot. While eating, he looked at Chen Bin's progress, ate refreshedly, and took out a wine gourd and drank a few sips of spirit fruit wine. Seeing this appearance, the people around him couldn't wait to immediately gather around and taste a few mouthfuls of spiritual food.

However, the battle is still fighting, and the battle is not over yet.

When Chen Bin was about to get out of trouble, he raised his eyes and saw Yang Dingfeng looking at himself while eating meat in a cauldron around the edge of the battlefield, as if he was looking at a monkey playing acrobatics, and he couldn't help but be angry!

This time, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with a "pounce", a mouthful of blood spit out directly. "Bastard, I'm going to tear you dog slave to shreds......" The voice spread far away, palpitating like a wounded beast.

Yang Dingfeng put another piece of meat in his mouth, and then patted his stomach, he ate very comfortably, thinking of the hunger and bitterness before, he cherished the big pot of meat in front of him even more.

"What's the matter, Da Shao, where did I offend you again, if there is, I will correct it immediately if you say it. Don't be angry, you see, the blood is spurting out, oops...... But it doesn't matter, I expected that you would consume a lot of physical strength and mana, so I fried a big pot of spiritual food in advance and waited for it to come out. Come on, come on, you just have to admit defeat, and I'll let you out right away, okay? ”

Chen Bin's attitude was bad, Yang Fengfeng didn't care, and greeted him with a smile. But this soft whip beats people and makes it painful to the heart.

"You! If you want me to throw in the towel, don't you think about it...... Before he finished speaking, another mouthful ......of blood spurted out.

"Oops......" Yang Fengfeng looked unbearable: "Da Shao, you have to take care of your body, I didn't dare to hurt you before, you, you, you, you're too exaggerated." Even if someone vomits three liters of blood, even if there is no one before or since, you don't want to break the record, you must not vomit again......"

Looking at Yang Fengfeng's fake face, Chen Bin roared loudly and frantically bombarded the remaining protection, like a mad demon. He wanted to come out, he wanted to beat Yang Fengfeng. This slave is so hateful, his sin is so great that it is unforgivable!

"I want you dead! I want you to die!! Chen Bin has no regard for his image.

"Wow, what a terrible resentment." Yang Fengfeng pretended to be afraid, shrunk into a ball and kept shivering: "Oops, it's terrible." I'm going to drink some wine and eat meat to suppress the shock. ”

After saying that, he really ate the meat more violently, drank the wine more fiercely, and said while eating: "Don't scare me, you are a slave, and you want to tear me to pieces, and you must kill me, as a disciple of my master, I am under a lot of pressure." ”

Seeing that Chen Bin was about to break all the protection, one by one the water snakes roared out, interacting into a cage-like shape around him, and then directly turned into ice. The crystal clear ice cage was indescribably beautiful like crystal, and when hundreds of spirit runes were thrown over, there was an extra layer of transparent protection more than ten meters thick on it, and it became even more beautiful.

"Oh my God, it's just a first-order spell, the Water Serpent Technique, but he can make this beautiful cage like a work of art in the blink of an eye, and the ability to control this spell, this kind of design ability with a wave, is really like a god." There are quite a few people who lamented.

"Yes, this hand, Tianjiao is not as good as him. If those people in Tiangong Academy saw it, they would probably not be able to sit still. Pity that Chen Bin, who has no eyes and no beads in his identity......"

The people below said this, and when the Divine Transformation Cultivators sitting above looked at Chen Wanxi, the undisguised jealousy in their eyes became even stronger. (To be continued.) )