The clouds were thick, and the sky and the earth were dark. With a thunderclap on a sunny day, a torrential rain poured down.

"Hurry up and escape, everyone scatter and run down the mountain!" Great Elder Zhuo Lihong hissed and shouted.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Ahh

"Hahaha, where to escape, more than 1,000 elite people from the nine major rudders near my Iron Palm Gang have gathered here, and none of the people from the Iron Sword Gate today want to escape." Li Jinming laughed wildly and led all the way to slaughter among the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared and shook the sky, the black stone mountain flew sand and stones, the golden tiger stepped on four hooves, the sharp tiger claws exuded a terrifying cold glow, and where it passed, countless people were torn in half, blood splashed, staining the earth red.

The sharp teeth of the four iron-backed wolves were still covered with minced flesh and blood, and they bit the throat of a famous Iron Sword Sect disciple.

The heavy rain was pouring, the stumps and arms were broken, the rain was mixed with blood, and the entire top of the Black Stone Mountain was like purgatory on earth.

"Ah, the scraps of the Iron Palm Gang, die, all die!" The second elder Xiong Ying was filled with anger, roared, and the iron sword flew, killing the ** Iron Palm Gang disciples one after another.

Suddenly-

"Whew!" A terrifying wind whistled overhead, and a black iron rod slammed down on his head.

Xiong Yingzhuo's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly picked up the iron sword in his hand to block the Ugin long stick.

"Bell!" With a touch, sparks splashed. The iron sword was directly knocked away, and the black gold iron rod continued to trend and smashed down.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, and blood flowed down the door of the head, more and more. The second elder Xiong Ying glared angrily at a pair of copper bell eyes, and fell in a pool of blood in unwillingness.

"I can't help myself!" The mad devil stick Wu Shi withdrew the long stick and said coldly.

The Iron Palm Gang was too powerful, and just gathering nine of the thirty-six rudders of the Great Han was enough to easily slaughter the Iron Sword Gate. Five or six hundred disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, in just a moment, there were only about two hundred people left, and the ground was full of corpses. Houses and buildings were reduced to ruins in the fierce fighting.

"Whew!"

In the chaotic battlefield, a red sword light flashed frequently. Killed one by one the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang.

"Damn, how did the Iron Palm Gang dispatch so many masters!" Chen Feng calmly scanned the battlefield with his eyes, and found that there were six of them with extremely large aura, and as expected, they must be super martial artists. In particular, the one who used the black gold iron rod made Chen Feng feel a strong sense of threat and fear from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Chen Ke'er is fighting with an iron-backed wolf, the spirit beast iron-backed wolf is a two-star high-grade spirit beast, and its strength is comparable to that of a first-class martial artist. Chen Keer survived the attack of the iron-backed wolf and was struggling to support himself.

Chen Feng immediately moved closer in the direction of Chen Ke'er.

Suddenly-

"Elders, haha, then Chen Feng is there, please hurry up and kill him." Li Jinming shouted loudly.

"Whoosh!"

Almost at the same time, four red shadows leaped in, surrounding Chen Feng in the middle.

"Hahaha, the Iron Palm Gang really looks up to me." Chen Feng laughed, his face calm, and his heart was extremely heavy.

"Whew!"

The red fire burns the sky and refines the sky, and the edge appears everywhere and is shocked!

Almost without reservation, in the face of a strong enemy, Chen Feng directly displayed the Red Blade Sword Technique of the Great Perfection Realm. In the face of such a scene, without the need to use peak strength, I am afraid that I will have to die instantly.

"Bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

"Bell, bell!" "Bang Bang!"

Iron palms hit on all sides, and the palm wind was like thunder, whirring.

The palms and swords collided, and there was a sound of metal colliding.

The terrifying vibration wave was transmitted from the sword's body, and in order to destroy the meridians in his arm, Chen Feng used the Iron Cloth Shirt Body Protection Skill to dissolve them one by one. The iron cloth shirt of the Dacheng realm makes the body's defense as hard as black iron, and the vibration wave of the iron sand palm alone is really not enough.

It's just that although the vibration wave can't pose a threat, the strong palm power of the super martial artist makes Chen Feng's arms faintly numb.

In the fierce battle, the two sides exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant. Although Chen Feng was at a disadvantage, he was hard pressed against the combined attack of the four super martial artists.

"It's too slow!" The fierce light flashed in the eyes of Wushi, who was watching not far away, and suddenly he held the black gold iron rod in his hand and rose into the air, smashing it towards Chen Feng.

The black gold iron rod, its momentum is like a mountain, and the wind is loud, and it crashes down.

Chen Feng hurriedly moved his sword to block the black gold iron rod, and with a 'bang', the terrifying power on the long stick burst out. In an instant, Chen Feng felt that his arm was dislocated and unconscious. The Fire Cloud Sword was smashed and bounced back, smashing into his chest, a trail of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Whew!"

The palm wind sounded from all sides, and four pairs of iron palm prints went to Chen Feng's back and chest. The attacks came one after another, and the corners of Chen Feng's mouth were extremely bitter, and he didn't have time to resist at all. can only bear the terrible palm power of these four palms alive.

The heavy rain continued to whipped the broken Blackstone Mountain like a whip. Trees were crumbling and leaves were falling.

Suddenly, Chen Feng inadvertently caught a glimpse of one of the fallen leaves, which fell under the blowing of the strong wind, fluttering in the wind. The rest of the fallen leaves were washed away by the rain and fell down, sticking to the ground wet. Only the fallen leaves were not affected by the rain and still danced wildly in the wind.

For no reason, a trace of realization rose in Chen Feng's heart.

"The leaves move with the wind, and it is difficult to dance without the wind. Wind is the driving force of the leaves. Compared with people, the body is like a leaf, and the internal force is like the wind! ”

The Great Perfection - Floating Leaf Body Method

"The body is as light as a leaf, and the leaf goes with the wind. Left and right, erratic. ”

In an instant, Chen Feng felt that he was like a fallen leaf in the wind, unaffected by the rain, and with a slight float, he left the encirclement of the four red-clothed elders.