He Wuxian's eyes were gloomy, and he could only urge the King Blade Holy Talisman to block in front, and at the same time, with a flick of his fingers, he took out a black stick-like weapon with a length of a foot from the spirit ring.

This stick-shaped weapon is extremely weird, surrounded by the phantom of the weapon of all shapes, swords, guns and swords.

"Creation-level supreme artifact hundred soldiers?"

Chen Feng stared at the strange weapon in He Wuxian's hand, his gaze suddenly became cautious, after all, these hundred soldiers were the best artifacts of the creation level, but they were extraordinary, Chen Feng did not dare to underestimate them.

I saw He Wuxian grab his right hand and slap the King Blade Holy Talisman on the hundred soldiers, and in an instant, the countless weapon phantoms on the surface of the hundred soldiers began to boil, like a strange gray storm, constantly sweeping and exploding.

Sou!

He Wuxian grabbed the hundred soldiers with his right hand and spun violently, and then the hundred soldiers were thrown out by his fierce force, and the storm formed by the phantom of countless weapons was even more full of violent connotations.

Bang bang bang!

When the weapon phantom storm slammed into the coercion unleashed by Fu Xiding, only a terrifying click sound was heard, and then the surrounding space began to tremble.

Bang!

At the same time, the attack of the Great Perfection Holy Body on the other side attacked like a swimming dragon, smashing heavily in front of He Wuxian.

He Wuxian's pupils shrank, and he let out a low snort, slamming a little bit on the surface of the hundred soldiers, and an even more terrifying weapon phantom storm poured out, frantically sweeping towards the Great Perfection Holy Body, wanting to completely crush it.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The weapon Phantom Storm was indeed strong, and the Great Perfection Holy Body blasted away with a punch, only to feel that his fist was sore, and he couldn't help but retreat again and again.

At the same time, the coercion of the mysterious stone actually began to show signs of collapse, Chen Feng's body looked at him with a blank eye, rolled up his robe, and took the mysterious stone back, and the coercion was all shattered by the weapon phantom storm.

Sou!

Chen Feng's body kicked out, and the Dao intent filled his feet, like an ethereal ghost, constantly dodging, dodging the attack of the surrounding weapon phantom Feng Bao.

"Hey!"

Chen Feng let out a low snort, and the Great Perfection Holy Body not far away suddenly stepped over, directly entering Chen Feng's body, and Chen Feng's aura suddenly skyrocketed.

Chen Feng's movements were like flowing water, and with the speed of Dao Intention, it was almost comparable to the peak limit of the Creation Lord, constantly shuttling between the weapons and the phantom storm, and in an instant, he swept in front of He Wuxian.

"Nine Turns Crack Golden Pattern!"

Chen Feng immediately released nine golden patterns, and these nine golden patterns were superimposed around his right arm, constantly spinning, exuding brilliant golden light, and then he saw his right fist squeeze and blast out directly.

The nine gold patterns were constantly superimposed, forming a huge gold pattern, like a huge mountain of gold, crushing down.

He Wuxian's pupils shrank, staring at the Jin Mountain that was getting closer and closer, he shouted angrily, holding a hundred soldiers in his right hand, and stabbed them violently into the sky, and the hundred soldiers spun violently, forming extremely sharp black spikes at their tips.

Bang!

Jin Shan and the hundred soldiers bombarded together, and an invisible force spread from the soles of the two people's feet, and then countless cracks spread on the ground under the feet of the two people, and they exploded into countless pieces of gravel powder.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and his right hand touched the surface of the golden mountain, and the power of the Daoist spirit spread, enveloping the golden mountain into it, making the power of the golden mountain reach the extreme.

Poof!

He Wushu spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, his face became more and more pale, and he burst back again and again, he had already suffered a lot of injuries on his body, and now he was hit by such a powerful attack as Chen Feng, it was simply an injury on top of injury, and the cultivation of the peak of the Creator Lord directly fell to the peak of the late stage of the Creator Lord.

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth were bleeding, and he couldn't help but take dozens of steps back, and Jin Shan also appeared countless cracks at the moment when he retreated.

"Chen Feng, you little bastard, I want you to pay a heavy price, even if my cultivation falls into the late stage of the Creator, I want you to die!"

After discovering that his cultivation had fallen to the peak of the late stage of the Creation Lord, He Wushu was extremely depressed in his chest, he raised his head to the sky and roared, his hair flew wildly, and his eyes were full of crimson.

I saw He Wuxian bite the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood spit on the hundred soldiers, and then, his right hand slapped the end of the hundred soldiers.

Sou!

Hundreds of soldiers swept out violently, like an invisible shuttle, where the hundred soldiers passed, the space was all distorted, forming a strange vacuum.

Chen Feng stared at the hundred soldiers who came violently, his face was extremely ugly, and he immediately pulled out the creation-level artifact Slaughter Immortal Sword and the Five Fowl Seal, these two creation-level artifacts had been placed on the surface of the mysterious stone for more than twenty breaths before, and now the aura of the two artifacts far surpassed the ordinary creation-level artifacts.

The five bird seals spurted out, conjuring up five forms of beasts: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and bird, while the Slaughter Immortal Sword cut through the void, drawing powerful sword shadows in the void.

Bang bang bang!

It's a pity that the hundred soldiers at this moment are too terrifying and unstoppable, when the hundred soldiers come into contact with the Five Fowl Seal and the Slaughter Immortal Sword, the vast power rushes out, and then the two creation-level artifacts of the Five Fowl Seal and the Slaughter Immortal Sword all collapse.

Chen Feng's pupils shrank, and his heart ached, it was a pity that the two creation-level artifacts were destroyed like this!

However, now is not the time for him to suffer from physical pain, I saw his right hand bend a little bit, and use all the three exercises on his body in one go.

Under the blessing of the power of Dao will, the power of the three-style exercises is extremely powerful, but unfortunately, in front of the hundred soldiers at this moment, it is still not enough to see, the three-style exercises are just blocking the hundred soldiers for a moment, and they are directly bombarded into powder.

"Broken!"

In the end, a hundred soldiers swept in front of Chen Feng, and Chen Feng blasted out with a punch, bringing the Holy Body of the Great Perfection to the extreme. A punch smashed on top of the hundred soldiers.

Poof!

It's a pity that the hundred soldiers are too terrifying, Chen Feng's fist seemed to be smashed into a huge mountain, and then his fist was directly twisted, and the whole person spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down.

"Chen Feng, you're dead!"

He Wuxian's eyes were full of madness, staring at Chen Feng who flew upside down in the sky.

Being in mid-air, Chen Feng stared at the hundred soldiers who swept in again, his face suddenly gloomy, and then he took out the strange sword scabbard stained with the blood of the demigod from the spirit ring......

The moment he took out the scabbard, Chen Feng also had a look of hesitation on his face, after all, this strange scabbard was what he had just obtained, and he didn't know how to use it, he didn't know if this scabbard could stop the hundred soldiers.

But there was nothing he could do now, and all that was left of him was this strange scabbard except for the mysterious eyeball.

The mysterious eyeball is too mysterious, Chen Feng doesn't want to use the mysterious eyeball often, and this mysterious eyeball is now in a state of pretending to be dead, he has called it before, but the mysterious eyeball still has no sign of waking up.

The moment he took out the scabbard, Chen Feng's eyes showed a resolute look, and he threw the scabbard at the sweeping hundred soldiers, and he was blessed with Dao intention with his right foot, ready to run away at any time.

Bite!

Hundreds of soldiers swept in an instant, hitting the surface of the scabbard, making a crisp sound of exchange.

Whoa!

Then Chen Feng found that the ordinary scabbard seemed to have been stimulated by some kind, and the entire scabbard continued to tremble, and the blood stains on the surface of the scabbard surged with blazing blood.

When the blood burst out, the weight of the scabbard instantly skyrocketed countless times, and the hundred soldiers who were originally on the surface of the scabbard trembled, and they were directly pressed by the scabbard and flew out.

At the moment when the scabbard flew upside down, Chen Feng's eyes flickered, his right foot stepped on, holding the scabbard, and threw it violently again, this time he directly threw the scabbard to He Wuxian below.

At this moment, He Wuxian was shocked, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his cultivation for falling, and the hundred soldiers who were forcibly promoted were so easily blown away by the inconspicuous scabbard, which was really incredible!

Seeing that the scabbard was coming again, He Wuxian roared violently, summoned the hundred soldiers back with one hand, and then slammed his right hand and directly picked at the scabbard that swept in.

Bang!

The moment the hundred soldiers came into contact with the scabbard, He Wuxian's pupils constricted into a needle, and a huge force spread along the hundred soldiers to Chen Feng's right hand, and then the hundred soldiers came out of their hands, and He Wuxian's right hand burst out with a cloud of blood mist, snorted, and retreated again and again.

And Chen Feng was eyes burst out with a ball of essence, and with a step on his right foot, he swept in front of the hundred soldiers who came out of his hand, and grabbed it in his hand.

At the same time, the scabbard was like a bamboo, and continued to rush towards He Wuxian.

At this moment, He Wushu was directly frightened to the point that his face was bloodless, this scabbard was so weird that even his hundred soldiers were blown away by it, and his right hand was indirectly abolished, he knew very well that if he was hit by this scabbard, he would definitely die.