"Come on, boy, I want to see you"

Before the words fell, Nangong Oude's face met the huge fist, which was constantly burning with high temperatures, and the violent steam burst out like a pressure cooker.

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There was a loud bang, and the sound was not like a blow to a person's face, but a blow to a steel plate.

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Nangong Oude was like being hit by a cannonball, and he was blown away, and in an instant, like a baseball that was hit, it flew out of the sky in the blink of an eye, and hit the wall next to it.

Nangong Oude's body was immediately embedded in the wall, and the whole person was hanging there.

After Feng Chenyu knocked that Nangong Oude away, he spat on the ground with disdain.

The phlegm flew to the ground, and it melted like magma.

Those fainting monks also woke up at this moment, just in time to see Feng Chenyu in the distance knocking that Nangong Oude away with a punch, and their eyes suddenly popped out, their jaws were about to dislocate in surprise, and their snot flowed out, and they didn't realize it.

The fat man who shouted the most ruthlessly just now saw this scene, and fainted again without saying a word.

Feng Chenyu walked over and cut the rope hanging Zhao Lingwu with a hot Guan knife, and Zhao Lingwu collapsed to the ground in a moment, looking at the person who saved him with a somewhat confused look.

When Feng Chenyu looked at Zhao Lingwu, he no longer had the original devilish expression, but showed gentleness, a kind of gentleness unique to men.

"I'll protect you. Feng Chenyu looked into Zhao Lingwu's eyes and said softly.

Zhao Lingwu's intact left eye left a crystal teardrop, and she nodded sobbingly.

"Wait for me, I'll be right back. Feng Chenyu took off the windbreaker draped over his shoulders, draped it on the injured Zhao Lingwu, and walked towards Nangong Oude who was knocked away without saying a word.

Zhao Lingwu wrapped her clothes tightly, smelling the manly breath unique to Feng Chenyu, which brought Zhao Lingwu an endless sense of security.

At this moment, after knocking Nangong Oude away, Feng Chenyu did not feel relieved at all, but became even more angry.

Looking at Zhao Lingwu's bleeding eyes, the boiling steam on Feng Chenyu's body erupted even more violently.

"Brute, I want your life," Feng Chenyu roared.

Suddenly, Nangong Oude, who was not far ahead, moved his body, stretched out his hand, and took off the head embedded in it.

Nangong Oude patted the dust on his legs, moved his neck, and said to Nangong Yimin, who was contemplating in the distance.

"Hey, fatty, now I can use the Holy Power and the Secret Method, if I don't use it, I will be beaten to death by him. Nangong Oude's lips moved slightly, ordinary people didn't hear any sound, they just saw their lips move.

Nangong Yimin, who was in the distance, nodded at Nangong Oude with a sneer and agreed.

Nangong Oude in the distance got a tacit acquiescence, the smile on his face became more intense, the corners of his mouth curved an arc, and he turned to face Feng Chenyu with disdain.

"Come on, Mole Ant, I will crush you mercilessly" Nangong Oude sneered.

Feng Chenyu's hand was clenched tighter at the moment, stretched out the arm that was holding Guan Dao, and twisted it backwards, making an incredible movement.

This strange action stunned Nangong Yimin not far away.

"This kid actually communicates with the soul in the weapon. Nangong Yimin said tremblingly.

Then, Feng Chenyu's eyes full of fierce light bloomed a faint green.

The clenched knife made a buzzing sound, trying to match the master's movements.

Feng Chenyu charged the knife backwards, and on the big knife, a dazzling green light suddenly bloomed, and the green light showed a small jade dragon, and the small dragon kept dancing around the big knife.

Feng Chenyu's arm muscles burst out again in an instant, and he waved all his strength, waving his life in front of Nangong Oude.

"Qinglong Yin" let out an angry roar, and Feng Chenyu's right hand charged the Guan Knife and slashed forward vigorously.

Nangong Oude, who was not far away, saw the green dragon phantom that lit up behind Feng Chenyu, and knew that something was wrong.

He calmly made a few strange handprints with his hands, and his lips buzzed a few words, and then a phantom appeared behind him.

After Feng Chenyu used the Blue Dragon Roar, a Green Dragon Phantom was like a shock wave, attacking Nangong Oude with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

The laughing lion in the distance was already stunned, what level of battle was this, it was beyond the concept of martial arts, especially the blue dragon phantom, which was actually like a shock wave.

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After the Qinglong Phantom slammed into Nangong Oude, it made a deafening sound, and the sand flew away in an instant, and the entire pavilion was overturned.

The once beautiful Baihua Pavilion has been half destroyed at this moment.

After about a few seconds, after the smoke cleared, the entire Baihua Pavilion had been razed to the ground, and even the pavilion had already been turned into ground.

Based on the relationship between Feng Chenyu and Nangong Oude, Feng Chenyu's Qinglong Yin actually cut out a crack in the earth, a whole big crack.

This crack was caused by a shock wave, a force that humans could no longer match.

When Feng Chenyu used that trick Qinglong Yin, he was a lot weaker, half-kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath, it seemed that the trick was not so easy.

Feng Chenyu showed an evil smile, that kid just now would definitely be chopped into meat sauce, but when the smoke all cleared, Feng Chenyu's pupils contracted.

That Nangong Oude actually stood there intact as if he had no trouble, and a turtle shell appeared in front of him.

This turtle shell is made of turquoise energy and is suspended in the air in a translucent state.

Behind this illusory tortoiseshell shield, Nangong Oude stood there calmly, and the big move just now didn't hurt this person in the slightest.

What is this? Feng Chenyu gritted his teeth and thought suspiciously.

The thing in front of him, which was like a shield and a turtle shell, actually blocked his Qinglong Yin out in the slightest.

Behind the shield, Nangong Oude still retained the gesture before the war.

I saw her holding a strange handprint, and muttered in her mouth: Xuan Turtle Secret Method, "Xuan Turtle Shield"

PS: Two shifts today, I'll make up for it early tomorrow, and I really can't write anymore if I have to get up early tomorrow.