This is a formidable enemy that Yuan Zhen has never encountered.

The strength made Yuan Zhen desperate.

Originally, Yuan Zhen thought that his strength was strong enough, but now, Yuan Zhen suddenly found that his so-called powerful strength was as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog in front of the man in front of him.

But even so, Yuan Zhen was still unwilling to be thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell.

Yuan Zhen knew very well that once he fell into the eighteenth layer of hell, what kind of torture awaited him was in this world. The most painful thing to live is worse than death.

Therefore, even if he knew that he was invincible, Yuan Zhen wanted to resist and did everything he could to resist.

Struggling desperately, Yuan Zhen suddenly opened his mouth.

Chu Feng originally thought that this guy wanted to ask for mercy. However, at this moment, a black ghostly light suddenly erupted from Yuan Zhen's mouth, tearing at Chu Feng's neck.

The distance is too close. The action is too fast.

Rao was with Chu Feng's strength, and he couldn't react at all at this time, so he just subconsciously deflected his neck.

It's an instinctive action.

But in reality, there is basically no need to hide.

After all, his body is a super strong body that has been tempered in hell for countless years before it is refined.

Ordinary magic weapons and magic weapons can't cause the slightest damage to their bodies at all.

When the father and son of the Qian family were in the past, although they passed through their chests, it was just Chu Feng deliberately teasing those two people to play, even if Chu Feng stood there motionless and let those two people use flying swords to cut for a year, they didn't want to cause the slightest damage to Chu Feng's body.

But this time, Chu Feng miscalculated.

In the next second, Chu Feng felt a bone-chilling pain coming from his neck.

The neck was torn in half, and a stream of blood spurted out.

This made Chu Feng's face stunned, he was actually injured?

How is this possible, this indestructible body, actually hurt?

Really?

Chu Feng couldn't believe this, but the blood that kept flowing down his neck was reminding Chu Feng that it was true.

This guy, what just squirted out of his mouth, really hurt his body.

If it were an ordinary person, or even a cultivator, and most of the neck would be torn directly, it would be a fatal injury, at least, this body would be finished.

But for Chu Feng, physical injuries have long been used to.

And. Chu Feng's recovery ability is not an ordinary pervert.

The wound was healing rapidly, and even the blood that flowed down was flowing back and returned to Chu Feng's body, and in a short period of time, Chu Feng's body was already intact.

This scene, looking at Yuan Zhen's eyes, brought Yuan Zhen only despair.

This was already Yuan Zhen's last resistance.

Originally, I thought that at least I could cut off Chu Feng's head, but I didn't expect that Chu Feng would be half dodged by him.

Most importantly. This half of the injury actually recovered in the blink of an eye.

This time, it's completely over.

The last hope is gone.

Chu Feng's face was cold, and his fingers were slightly forced, and the power that could throw the King of Bones out was not something that Yuan Zhen could bear, and his neck was broken.

The soul struggled to escape, but was directly caught by Chu Feng.

Soul searching, after searching Yuan Zhen's soul. Temporarily controlled Yuan Zhen's soul, and then turned to look for the piece that flew out after cutting off his neck.

It was a small piece of metal.

Palm-sized.

It felt like it had been knocked out of a metal plate, angular and indescribably shaped, but in general, it was like a long strip, like the blade of an axe or a knife.

Homely.

It doesn't look special, and the scrap collector may not pay too much attention to it, after all, the size is too small to attract any attention.

The tentacles were cold, and even Chu Feng felt that his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, which was very strange.

Chu Feng couldn't even believe that it was such a small thing that actually cut off half of his neck?

I couldn't help but stretch out a finger and try it gently, my fingertip tapping at the piece of metal.

The skin was punctured in an instant.

A drop of red blood rolled down Chu Feng's fingers.

This thing is absolutely extraordinary.

Even in hell, there are not many weapons that can hurt oneself, but this piece of metal can actually pierce one's skin at will.

Originally, I just wanted to get rid of Yuan Zhen, but I didn't expect this kind of gain.

Looking at this appearance, Yuan Zhen also saw the degree of treasure of this thing, and he had been hiding it well, and he wanted to give himself a surprise attack at the last moment, but he didn't expect it to fail.

Even with this treasure, it fell into his own hands.

Although he didn't know what the origin of this thing was, Chu Feng still planned to refine this thing first and then completely turn it into his own.

But when Chu Feng wanted to refine this piece of metal, he found that he couldn't refine it at all, to be precise, this piece of metal was completely unchanneled, and the aura could not be instilled at all.

This situation made Chu Feng frown.

Unable to refine, this thing is a waste to immortal cultivators.

Immortal cultivators, using their own aura to manipulate everything, the better the psychic performance, the higher the value, and they are completely unable to psychic, which is waste.

No wonder, Yuan Zhen just used this thing as a hidden weapon.

If you can refine it well, if you command it. Perhaps, it can really bring some trouble to Chu Feng.

However, because this thing was too sharp, Yuan Zhen was reluctant to throw it away, so he kept it on himself.

However, this thing may not be of much use to immortal cultivators. But for Chu Feng, it was different, Chu Feng naturally had a way to use this thing.

He sneered and looked around. There is such a big commotion here, so it's better to leave as soon as possible.

Holding that piece of metal, Chu Feng disappeared into the cemetery in a flash, and did not rush back, he found a roof at random on the way and sat cross-legged.

Hold the metal piece tightly in your right hand and grasp it firmly.

The sharp metal piece instantly pierced his skin, and in the palm of his hand, a stream of blood gushed out, staining the whole body of the metal sheet.

Immediately, Chu Feng put the metal piece flat in his palm, closed his eyes, and the power in his body was surging rapidly.

Wrapped in blood. Obviously, there was no heat, but the piece of metal, as if it had been thrown into tens of thousands of degrees of heat, gradually turned red, as if it was about to melt.

A little bit. It was merging with the blood flowing from Chu Feng's palm.

It's a supernatural power.

Melt the army and refine the body.

The so-called fusion of soldiers and refining the body is a special supernatural power that was accidentally produced when this body was created.

To put it bluntly, it is to be able to hold all kinds of things, enter one's body, and become a part of one's body.

Powerful weapons, sturdy shields, and even some special materials can be smelted, at least, so far, nothing that cannot be smelted.

It's just that after Chu Feng entered the human realm, even if there were some battles, but the guys in those hands couldn't even compare to Chu Feng's body, so naturally there was no need for smelting.

Melting those things is simply adding impurities to one's body.

And this piece of metal was still the first thing Chu Feng had encountered.

Although he didn't know how this fragment was formed, Chu Feng was sure that the body of this fragment must have an extraordinary origin.

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At the same time, on the other side.

Aerodrome.

A row of black Mercedes Benzes.

The drivers are all core members of the Xia family.

With the Xia family's group of sons and daughters as drivers, there is no doubt that the people who need to be greeted must be extraordinary.

I don't know how long it has been, and a row of figures walked out of the airport.

Tiger and tiger.

All colors, black suits, muscular figures, and grim faces.

Just by looking at the appearance of those people, you can feel a pressure that rushes over your face, almost suffocating.

Walking in the front were three old men with white hair.

In the rear, followed by more than a dozen middle-aged men, plus more than 20 young men and women, who were surrounded in the middle, was a tall and beautiful woman with a peerless appearance.

Han family, a member of the lineage.

Han Qianrin!

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