Chapter One Hundred and Eight: The Trap and the God in the Heart
At night, outside the pavilion, Chen Feng couldn't hear a word of what those people were saying.
It's a bit far away, and the key is that it's buzzing in my head, and it's all about to explode.
Qin Tian told him to save his life, was it his own? or was it that person?
Qin Tian asked Chen Feng to come over because only he and Chen Feng knew who that person was.
He is the God of their hearts!
"Go over and protect him, and no one will hurt him!"
Chen Feng pushed Zhao Kuo desperately, and Zhao Kuo returned to the pavilion blankly and protected the man's side.
Fortunately, he brought the soul servant, fortunately, no one could see the soul servant, but Chen Feng was still not at ease, and leaned over there little by little.
His heart shrank suddenly, he was wounded, he was covered in blood, and those brutes tortured him!
The scarred back, whipped from the leather, the scorched black shoulder, the soldering iron?
Chen Feng clenched his teeth tightly, and the pupils on the side didn't know what was happening, but suddenly bit his fingers.
With a drop of blood, the little vixen directly transformed.
She is very cute, but she knows Chen Feng best and can already read her husband's emotions.
In the battle with Tuli, she understood Chen Feng's excitement, and outside the pavilion, she could also read Chen Feng's grief and indignation.
"Do you want Niuniu to help?" the little vixen asked again, Chen Feng thought about it and nodded vigorously.
The next moment, Niuniu had appeared in Hitomi's arms, her big eyes flashing, and she just wanted to speak, but her mouth was covered.
Hitomi also made a shush gesture and pointed to the gazebo in the distance.
Almost at the same time, the executioner removed the wooden sign from the man's back and raised the ghost-headed broadsword.
Chen Feng's body tensed for a moment, he didn't know what to do, Qin Tian didn't say anything.
Then go for it!
As soon as the ghost-headed broadsword was raised, before it fell, Zhao Kuo had already grabbed the executioner's collar.
It was thrown backwards with a whoosh, and fell into the lake with a thud.
The cold light flickered in the bushes, and at the same time, twenty-four magical arrows were fired, enveloping the audience like rain.
The screams, the roars, Chen Feng didn't hear it, and his body had already pounced like electricity.
Boil over......
Dozens of spears stabbed him, but Chen Feng didn't look at it, he only turned sideways slightly, and opened his hands again.
The shadow of the spear stabbed from the side, Chen Feng directly hugged at least ten spears, and in the roar, the boiling dragon blood, more than ten soldiers were thrown dozens of meters away by the huge force before they fell to the ground screaming.
Without using blitzkrieg, he was afraid that his agility would be halved when he fled, and it was useless to even pursue, so Chen Feng wanted to leave a back move.
Only gritted his teeth and rushed out of the gazebo, getting closer and closer to the man.
Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce.
The man didn't look up at Chen Feng, Xu is heart was dead, and Xu was extremely injured.
Chen Feng only felt that his gaze was getting redder and redder, and he grabbed a strong man who was blocking in front of him.
This person is a little different, and his internal strength is not weak, but!
"How dare the shaft rob the prisoner......"
"Prisoner Malegobi, get out!"
The boiling dragon blood directly knocked the strong man who was no less tall than Qin Tian to the ground.
"Huh?" was an exclamation from someone on the pavilion not far away.
"The dignified Iron Fist Lin Tianbao didn't even block a single blow?"
The plane law here is C, and it hasn't suddenly risen to C, it's always been C, which means?
The two men in black swam on the left and the right, swimming in the dragon's palm, and slapped at Chen Feng at the same time.
Chen Feng was looking at the man infatuatedly, and silently recited two sentences in his mouth, thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.
The two sentences he loves the most here are full of emotion, but because of one sentence......
"But here I am, you'll be fine. Chen Feng smiled at the man, and the Seven Wounds fist bombarded wildly.
The two men in black staggered back, and one of them exclaimed, "Pierce your hands, this kid will hurt seven punches!"
He actually recognized it, and they actually blocked the seven wound fists, although their arms trembled in pain, and they could no longer lift them.
There is martial arts in this plane, and I dare not say that martial arts are super strong, but it is definitely not weak.
On the pavilion, the man exclaimed again, even the two heroes of Youlong were defeated, so powerful!
But he frowned again, because there were only two enemies, and he didn't know what to call holding a child.
No, there were three, although he couldn't see it, but the guy who shot the executioner away before......
Although there are only three, they should be the elite among them, and their strength is so powerful!
"Signal. The man muttered, and a firework-like rocket shot into the night sky.
In just an instant, the entire pavilion was almost surrounded by soldiers, swords, guns, swords, halberds, hidden weapons and cold arrows.
"Hitomi!" Chen Feng desperately stretched out his hand towards the little vixen, and the next moment, the super speed shuttled like electricity.
"Do you want to escape?" Hitomi asked, but Chen Feng shook his head vigorously.
He was very close, only a few steps away, and the cold spear was cold, desperately blocking the cold arrows around him.
But there were still a few shots in the back, but Chen Feng didn't care.
Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain!
Among the ambitions, he must not let him die today.
Just as the fireworks shot into the night sky, in a ruined temple a few miles away from the pavilion, countless soldiers escorted out a prisoner cart.
When he found the prisoner car, Qin Tian's eyes were also red, and he rushed forward desperately.
I'm sorry Chen Feng, you have to hold on, and I will compensate you for being an elder brother for the rest of my life......
Chen Feng couldn't hear it, he was still five steps away from the man, and suddenly stopped.
A smiling man in front of him blocked him.
"In the Thousand Hands Sword King, I don't know if Your Excellency is a person who can punch seven wounds, is it the Kongtong faction?"
Seeing that Chen Feng didn't answer, the man smiled and asked, "Could it be someone from the fairy spirit shop?"
Chen Feng was slightly stunned, this person actually knew!
Forget it, he doesn't have time to think about these now, the last five steps.
In the first step, a sword shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, like a violent wind.
The real martial arts are not just internal forces, Chen Feng has seen it for the first time.
But he still took a hard step forward, and in the second step, he stretched out his hand to the man.
With a snort, blood splattered on his arm, and in an instant, there were dozens of cracks, and the man laughed proudly.
"What are you laughing at?" Chen Feng asked, tilting his head.
The arm passed straight through the shadow of the sword, and grabbed the man's neck again.
His arm was almost torn apart by the shadow of the sword, and the man was grabbed by the neck, struggling hard, and stabbed Chen Feng several times in a row.
It hurts, it turns out that the sword stabbed with internal force, even if the internal force is weaker than itself, it is difficult to block.
But the dragon's blood immediately began to regenerate, and Chen Feng pinched it down violently again, with a few clicks, and the neck bone shattered.
Three steps, kill the thousand-handed sword king, a guy with a total combat power of 1600.
The other party was careless, he didn't expect the dragon's blood to regenerate, no, he didn't expect Chen Feng's recklessness.
In three steps, one arm was torn to the bone, but Chen Feng didn't care at all.
He took the last two steps and held out his hand to the man.
To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
He was afraid that he would not leave, and he knew that he was branded with loyalty to the country on his back, so he kept reciting.
To start from scratch, as long as you live, there is still a chance.
There were countless roars behind him, it was the shadow of guns, it was the rain of arrows, Chen Feng hugged him without thinking about it, and protected him with his life.
It's okay, I'm here, and you'll never be fine.
Hitomi screamed and pounced, with two cold ice condensing guns in her hands, Niuniu desperately spat out flames, trying to help Chen Feng stop it.
A black shadow stopped first, it was Zhao Kuo.
But they only stopped the rain of arrows behind Chen Feng, not the short dagger on Chen Feng's chest......
Coughing up blood violently, Chen Feng looked at the man blankly, and only then did he raise his head, his face full of hideousness.
"You're not him?" Chen Feng froze.
At this moment, the Fengbo Pavilion has been surrounded to death, thousands of soldiers, and countless martial arts masters.
Chen Feng didn't believe it, he still didn't let go, until the man punched him in the chest.
It was also a seven-wound fist, and Chen Feng finally knew that the seven-wound punch turned out to be so painful.
My heart hurt as if it had been torn, and I coughed up blood.
"Where is he?" Chen Feng asked, no one answering him.
"Have you already killed him?" burst out of the tears, like a child's cry.
"Let's go!" Zhao Kuo grabbed Chen Feng's collar and broke through like crazy in his hand.
Zhao Kuo didn't know much about tonight, but he found out that something was wrong, these guys seemed to have been ambushed and trapped!
"Where is he?" Chen Feng still asked, hesitant and helpless.
Until the message finally came from the group.
"Chen Feng, run away, we succeeded!"
"Are you dead little idiot?
"We've found him! We've saved him!"
Chen Feng was stunned, and a smile finally appeared on his face, it turned out that he had already been rescued......
"Master, let me out to help you!" It was Dong Lu's shout, and Chen Feng shook his head.
He didn't even know if he could escape, and the Storm Pavilion had already been surrounded.
There were shouts of killing everywhere, and there were guns and swords everywhere.
Chen Feng saw Hitomi's footsteps staggering, as if she was injured, and wanted to take her back, but was stopped by the little vixen.
"If you want to take me back now, I won't forgive you for the rest of my life!"
Hitomi is the second form, so it's not good at all......
Chen Feng found that Zhao Kuo was trembling so badly, and suddenly remembered Ling Fei's instructions to him.
The soul power of the soul servant is limited, and once it is overdrawn, it is likely that the soul will be scattered.
But Zhao Kuo was still smiling at him, smiling very gently, don't be afraid of me.
Niuniu suddenly threw herself into Chen Feng's arms, because Hitomi was about to break through.
Niuniu gritted her teeth, and four kinds of breath sprayed desperately around, screaming everywhere.
But the sudden cold arrow actually pierced Niuniu's shoulder, the little guy cried, and Chen Feng hugged her tightly in distress.
I'm sorry, it's my dad who is useless, but fortunately, I have been saved......
Niuniu knows, that person is the god in Daddy's heart!
At the end of the day, on the outskirts of Hangzhou, someone saw an unbelievable scene.
A cute-looking little vixen, a man covered in blood, and a crying child in his arms.
I don't know what I was dragging behind, maybe a ghost! Step by step into the mountains, the walk was very slow and difficult.
The little vixen trembled, and his body was full of arrows. The man was more seriously wounded, with a dagger stuck in his chest.
The dagger is shining blue again, poisonous!
The weirdest thing is that the man in a coma is actually laughing......