Sharpshooter Zhao Fengyu!

Seeing the spear in the hand of this figure, and hearing that he called himself Zhao Fengyu, the eyes of the martial arts people around him all lit up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They waited until now, and finally saw a figure from the top ten masters appear.

The spear in Zhao Fengyu's right hand was raised, pointing directly at the island of the Divine Mansion Headquarters: "Where is the Divine Mansion Master?" Please show up! ”

Everyone's eyes followed Zhao Fengyu's spear and looked at the brightly lit island in the distance, and their hearts were also secretly curious and looking forward to it, what kind of demeanor was that mysterious and powerful Divine Mansion Master?

"Zhao Fengyu, if you are the only one today, then you can prepare your last words!"

In the darkness, a figure walked out slowly, wearing a black power suit, carrying a long knife behind his back, and a soft whip hanging from his waist, it was Chen Ze.

Seeing Chen Ze's youthful appearance, the faces of the people around him suddenly showed shock.

Among the top ten masters, even the youngest Xiao Qinglong is now forty miles away, and in their minds, the master of the Divine Mansion who can seriously injure the Great Yan Divine Sword Kong Chengyu should at least be a middle-aged man.

However, Chen Ze's youth exceeded all of their expectations.

Seeing Chen Ze's face, Zhao Fengyu's heart was also slightly cold, Chen Ze was so young, he had the strength to seriously injure the Dayan Divine Sword Kong Chengyu, and there must be something special about his body.

"Hahaha, it's really arrogant enough, no wonder you dare to make an appointment with the top ten masters of martial arts at the same time!" Zhao Fengyu laughed loudly, "But I, the people of the martial arts, still have to use our own strength to speak, look at the gun!" ”

The spear in Zhao Fengyu's hand stabbed forward suddenly, and the person followed the spear, turning into a black shadow, and instantly crossed a distance of more than ten zhang, and the sharp tip of the spear was less than three feet away from Chen Ze's forehead.

Swish!

A snow-white sword light lit up, instantly illuminating the surrounding darkness, the glory of the light, like the bright moon in the sky, like a round of scorching sun rising up, full of fierce and domineering momentum.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, sharp and piercing, and the surrounding martial arts people suddenly felt a pain in their ears.

Boom!

Zhao Fengyu flew back upside down and crashed into a small boat, directly breaking the boat apart, and several martial artists on it were all knocked away, vomiting blood and falling into the lake.

Although Zhao Fengyu took advantage of the situation to rush forward just now, but after the fight, he was slashed by Chen Ze, Chen Ze still stood in place, did not retreat a step, and the two made a judgment.

When the surrounding martial arts people saw the fate of the small boat, they were so frightened that they hurriedly urged the boatman to row the boat farther away, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

"It's so strong! Is this the strength of the supreme powerhouse? ”

Covering his ears with slight pain, Wan Wenbin looked at the two in the distance with a shocked face, just the aftermath of the battle could destroy the boat, how terrifying should their frontal attack be?

"It's so much strength, it's not weak at all compared to the elephant thrower of the monk in the center of the circle, you use the long knife as a weapon, it's really a waste of your strength!" Zhao Fengyu looked at Chen Ze not far away and said in a deep voice.

"You'd better mind your own affairs first! Take me a knife! ”

Chen Ze sneered, his figure flickered, and disappeared directly in place, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Zhao Fengyu, and the long knife in his hand slashed straight down with unparalleled might.

"Aftermath!"

Zhao Fengyu shouted, and an extremely tragic momentum suddenly erupted from his body, and the flesh and blood around his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist, gathering on the surface of the spear in his hand, and the spear hummed, stabbing straight towards Chen Ze.

A cold color flashed in Chen Ze's eyes, and he didn't back down at all, and the strength in his hand increased a few points.

Clang!

Zhao Fengyu was chopped away again, and the spear in his hand let out a wail, and a clear knife mark appeared on the barrel of the gun.

However, the long knife in Chen Ze's hand was also broken.

The long knife in his hand was not a divine weapon after all, and in the battle between the two peerless martial artists, it only supported two collisions before it was completely shattered.

Seeing the knife marks on the barrel of the gun, Zhao Fengyu's face immediately showed distress, and shouted loudly at the crowd: "If you don't make a move today, I will turn around and leave immediately, I don't care about this matter today!" ”

Although it was only two short fights, Zhao Fengyu had clearly felt the strength of Chen Ze's strength, he was self-aware, he was definitely not Chen Ze's opponent, even if he took advantage of the divine soldiers, he would not support a few more moves!

"Amitabha!" With the sound of the Buddha's horn, an old monk with loose and dry skin and a wrinkled face walked out of the cabin of a big ship, and folded his hands in eleven salutes: "Master Chen, the poor monk Yuanxin, please give advice!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the old monk's body was inflated and bulging, and in a short period of time, he changed from an old monk who was about to die to a middle-aged monk with knotted muscles and golden skin.

If it weren't for the white beard and white eyebrows that still existed, it would be hard to believe that he was the same person as the old monk just now.

"Monk Yuanxin!"

"Dry Zen Book!"

"The golden body of the King of Fudo Ming!"

Immediately, well-informed martial arts people recognized the origin of the old monk and the changes that had occurred in him.

After using the golden body of the immovable Ming King, the monk of the circle bent down and reached out to grab an iron chain as thick as an arm on the side of the boat, and with a loud shout, the iron chain was pulled out of the lake, and with a flick of the effort, the huge iron anchor smashed towards Chen Ze with the sound of whistling wind.

Seeing the hand of the Yuanxin monk, the faces of the martial arts people who were watching suddenly changed.

The anchor and the iron chain were hundreds of catties, and the monk in the center of the circle directly threw it out more than ten zhang away, this kind of divine power was really amazing.

After throwing out the iron anchor, the Yuanxin monk did not pause, picked up a vajra beside him that was more than three feet long and as thick as a human arm, took one step at a time, and rushed towards the direction where Chen Ze was.

"Good time!"

Chen Ze shouted, sideways to dodge, directly let the huge iron anchor start, stretched out his right hand, and directly held the iron chain behind the iron anchor, and with a backhand flick, the iron anchor roared and flew back towards the big ship.

Rumble!

The huge iron anchor smashed into the hull of the ship, directly smashing the hull into pieces, and those martial arts people on it jumped off the ship and fled for their lives.

At this time, the monk of Yuanxin also came to the front with the vajra, and without saying a word, the vajra in his hand was vigorously smashed, directly towards Chen Ze's heavenly spirit, if it was hit this time, even the iron stone would be smashed flat.

"Go back!"

Chen Ze burst into a shout, and his left fist blasted out directly, hitting the vajra.

The monk of the circle only felt a strong force coming from the vajra, his palm was numb for a while, he could barely hold the vajra, and his body was carried backwards by the vajra.

A cold color flashed in Chen Ze's eyes, and with a little plank under his feet, his body rose into the air again, like a goshawk fighting, and rushed towards the monk in the center of the circle.