Just when Xiao Hei was upset, Chu Feng suddenly let go of his hand.

The warmth that came from behind suddenly disappeared, which made Xiao Hei's heart emerge with a strong sense of loss.

"You go over there first." Chu Feng patted Xiao Hei's head and said softly, "You are injured, don't be involved." “

Xiao Hei, who is usually sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued, has become extraordinarily honest at this time. The little head tapped lightly, mumbled, and left, widening the distance from this side.

After seeing that Xiao Hei reached a safe distance. Only then did Chu Feng turn around, twist his neck, and let out a creaking sound.

The indifferent gaze looked at Wei Changyin with some mockery.

"Is this your strength?"

"It's too weak, look at it. You seem to have only just stepped into the Avatar stage, and you are a little weaker than one of the idiots I killed before. “

Chu Feng's mocking words immediately made Wei Changyin furious.

"It's just a matter of physical cultivation, and you dare to make a big deal of nonsense here, looking for death!"

"Nine Nether Thunder Lead!"

Wei Changyin burst into a shout, and the black and red flying sword in his hand danced wildly in mid-air.

Black thunderbolts suddenly slashed through the air.

With a click, a thunderbolt fell directly from the sky.

With that kind of terrifying power that was enough to turn everything into debris, it exploded directly on Chu Feng's brain.

Rumble?? Click.

Nine Nether Thunder Leads, summoning Yin Thunder.

For any living life, the damage caused will be multiplied, which is one of the most awesome tricks that Wei Changyin uses to deal with immortal cultivators, and basically no immortal cultivator can resist this move.

Yin thunder will directly enter the body, causing great damage to the Yuan Baby.

Even if you don't die with one move, you can be seriously injured.

Wei Changyin originally thought that it was the same for Chu Feng, even if Chu Feng was physically strong, but this move was not an attack on the body, but a direct attack on the soul, and no one could withstand it.

It's just that soon Wei Changyin was disappointed again.

Chu Feng's body stood on the ground, unmoving.

Let the yin thunder pour into the body, penetrate under the feet. Around his feet, there were large dense cracks.

And Chu Feng didn't have any injuries at all.

This?? How is this possible.

Wei Changyin's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity.

It was precisely because he confirmed that Chu Feng's physical body was amazingly powerful that he directly launched this attack against the soul, but now, this kind of attack was actually useless at all.

Physical cultivation, the cultivation of the body, when did it become the cultivation of the soul?

This guy can't be a monster, right?

Wei Changyin had never seen such a strange guy.

In all fairness. This Nine Netherworld Thunder Trigger is indeed a very powerful spell, if you encounter someone like Ye Zheng, you can directly make Ye Zheng seriously injured.

However, for Chu Feng, this attack was nothing at all.

This Wei Changyin didn't know that Chu Feng had been in hell, but he had endured the hell thunder to refine his soul for hundreds of years. The tenacity of the soul is only stronger than the physical body.

This kind of attack is just a drizzle.

Two attacks in a row, in vain.

Wei Changyin was a little scared in his heart, he didn't keep anything, the two attacks, all of them were done with all his might!

This situation is actually useless, could it be said that this Chu Feng's strength is much stronger than his own?

There was some fear in his heart, and Wei Changyin's body was slowly retreating.

If you can't beat it, you can run.

This is the best unique skill that the master has practiced with him for so many years, evading the pursuit of immortal cultivators.

In terms of escaping, it is definitely at the level of a great grandmaster.

With a whoosh, the flying sword appeared at his feet, and his body turned into a streamer, and he fled straight into the distance.

Although it is humiliating to flee for your life, the most important thing is to survive.

In terms of speed, Wei Changyin believes that Chu Feng, this guy, is definitely not as good as himself??

Swish!

Such a thought just appeared in Wei Changyin's heart, and a figure suddenly appeared next to him.

It can be regarded as this Wei Changyin's bad luck, before refining that metal stick, Chu Feng's speed was indeed a weakness.

However, since absorbing that stick and fusing the army refining into his legs, the strength of Chu Feng's legs has increased more than ten times compared to before, and this speed is also rising.

Even if Wei Changyin was very fast and was a grandmaster in terms of escape, at this moment, he didn't want to escape from Chu Feng.

Condescendingly, one leg was like a meteor, and his heel smashed directly on Wei Changyin's head.

Burst??

Wei Changyin's head was directly shattered, and his body fell from a high altitude.

Rumble!

The body smashed into the ground, and a huge pit was smashed.

Wei Changyin's body was not as strong as Chu Feng's, and he couldn't withstand this kind of tossing at all, and his body turned into pieces in an instant.

A large patch of blood on the ground. It smells pungent.

This guy's strength is really inferior to Ye Zheng, but Ye Zheng's guy can still fight with him for a few rounds.

Chu Feng felt quite bored in his heart. The body falls from the sky.

Wei Changyin's soul floated out of the shattered flesh, and Yuan Ying held the black and red flying sword, still wanting to escape.

But Chu Feng had one hand. I grabbed it directly.

"You dare."

At this moment, in mid-air, a sharp sound was suddenly heard.

It was a woman's voice.

Although she is a woman, she carries an earth-shattering oppression and majesty.

In the haze, I only saw a phantom on the flying sword that Wei Changyin Yuan was holding in the middle, and suddenly a phantom appeared.

It was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Long black hair, dancing wildly.

The face is cold, a pair of eyes, cold and ruthless.

Pointing like a sword, an astonishing sword aura instantly rushed towards Chu Feng.

Swish!

Chu Feng's right hand was raised in an instant.

Sword Qi. It exploded in Chu Feng's palm.

Airplanes?? On the sword qi, there was a terrifying force that pushed Chu Feng's body, and suddenly slid out of the ground for a distance of hundreds of meters.

In the palm of your hand. Although it was not harmed, it was painful.

Good guy, this woman, even if it is just a phantom, it is very likely that this woman, just a soul mark left on Wei Changyin's flying sword, can actually cause such a powerful destructive power.

If it weren't for Chu Feng's right hand being strengthened, this time, it would have been abolished.

As for Wei Changyin, he didn't dare to stay at all, Yuan Ying turned into a streamer, and he wanted to escape.

Want to run?

Where is that easy?

Although this woman is very strong, this Wei Changyin is also a big fish, how can he easily let him escape.

Chu Feng's face was cold, his palm exploded, and a ball of blood flowed down in an instant, and in a short period of time, in Chu Feng's palm, a huge weapon completely solidified by blood appeared, which was a Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

Shoot the halberd!

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