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"If you can't fight, you can escape, if you can't fight, you can escape、、、、、"

Chen Feng dodged Fan Jian's attack while thinking about what the demon spirit said. The last words of the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info demon spirit will definitely not be so simple, but what does it mean exactly?

"If you can't fight, you can escape, if you can't fight, you can escape!"

A thought suddenly flashed in Chen Feng's mind, and he suddenly said: "Run, volley snow footwork!!"

"Hahahaha!! this must be it, okay. Now let me see the power of the volley snow footwork!" Chen Feng laughed.

"Volley Snow Treading Footwork !!"

Chen Feng roared angrily, his feet suddenly changed, and the footwork of volleying snow steps resolutely stepped out. However, his speed suddenly slowed down, and he saw that Fan Jian's palm was already approaching his back.

Chen Feng immediately changed his pace, and changed to the chaotic escape just now, fortunately avoiding that palm.

There are still palpitations in my heart, if I hadn't stopped the volley snow footwork in time just now, would I have been hit by Senior Brother Fan?

The answer is yes.

Chen Feng was fully sure that if he had just performed the volley snow footwork and walked slowly like that. It will definitely be slapped away by Fan Jian!

What's going on? Chen Feng was puzzled.

Is there another mystery in this volley snow treading footwork, or did you not master it well?

Without paying attention, Fan Jian immediately chased after him and slashed over with one palm. Chen Feng flashed sideways, and finally dodged Fan Jian's blow without danger, and then didn't dare to think about it, and immediately sped up.

After so long, Fan Jian still didn't catch up with Chen Feng, and he was very angry in his heart.

For Chen Feng's unorganized running style, Fan Jian was in trouble, and he really didn't know which direction he would suddenly turn in the next moment.

Seeing that Fan Jian was thrown away by himself again, Chen Feng had the idea of performing "volley snow step" again.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Feng didn't think much about it. The wind was blowing in vain, and the original running style suddenly became a kind of footwork, orderly, but the speed slowed down.

What's going on? Is that like this?

Is it true that I haven't practiced this set of footwork yet? Or is there another mystery in the footwork???

Questions lingered in Chen Feng's heart, and one guess after another was deduced. And then they were overthrown by themselves, one after the other!

It's not a way to go on like this, although now Fan Jian is running around Chen Feng for the time being, and he is helpless!

However, it is not a long-term solution, after all, Fan Jian's cultivation is six levels higher than Chen Feng. If he just struggled like this, Chen Feng would have to collapse first sooner or later.

The rapid escape process continued to consume the vitality in Chen Feng's body. Moreover, he had just been promoted to the Qi Refining Stage, and the Yuan Qi in his body was much thinner than the other Qi Refining Stage Eightfold.

The continuous consumption of vitality not only slowed down Chen Feng's speed, but also made him feel out of breath.

It's like someone has choked your neck, or you're in a place where there's no air. His face turned purple at this time!

The blood vessels on the forehead also began to congest non-stop. The blood vessels are constantly expanding, and there is a danger of explosion at any time!

Seeing Chen Feng like this, Fan Jian smiled in his heart. As he expected, an eightfold Qi refining stage dared to use his vitality to escape with such a desperate effort.

The result is obvious, he is not exhausted and caught by himself. is desperate to exhaust the vitality and continue to run, and finally explode and die.

No matter which one Chen Feng chooses, the final result is inevitable death. So no matter what kind of death it is, Fan Jian's purpose will be achieved.

Kill Chen Feng and kill people!!

The vitality is on the verge of exhaustion, and the blood in the whole body is full of blood vessels, more like a drowned dog, a thirsty fish, unable to breathe.

"It's not okay to go on like this, let's not talk about whether Senior Brother Fan can catch up with him. If you run like this for a while, you will probably explode and die!"

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Chen Feng was running desperately, while constantly thinking of ways to resolve the crisis. Ignore the alarms made by your body when your vitality is about to run out.

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt that his feet suddenly became fluttering. It's like a fluttering feeling!

"Is it really necessary to rely on volleying snow footwork to avoid this catastrophe?" Chen Feng asked himself, making a decision for himself.

In the end, Chen Feng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, when his mind was about to be confused. He finally chose to perform the volley snow footwork again!

"Die and die!" Chen Feng roared angrily.

With the wind drumming under his feet, he once again performed the volley snow footwork. Stepping on the light and delicate steps, it is one step at a time, and the rules are orderly.

It's just that Fan Jian's sword qi also surged up from his back. Chen Feng performed a volley footwork, his speed slowed down, and seven or eight wounds were cut open by the sword qi.

Although it only hurt the flesh and skin, it did not hurt the lifeblood of the muscles and bones. But it also hurt so much that Chen Feng bared his teeth and screamed bitterly!

Chen Feng endured the pain and continued to perform the volley snow footwork.

Now he has only one thought, that is, this set of footwork is already his last hope, even if he dies, he will be killed when he performs his footwork!

At this moment, Chen Feng finally put everything behind. is just single-mindedly performing footwork, and it doesn't matter to him whether he is killed or not.

For a man who is about to die, he has no other thoughts on his mind. In my heart, at this moment, there is only one set of exquisite footwork left.

Before he knew it, Fan Jian's second attack, which was ready to attack, came again. Chen Feng performed a volley of snow steps, ignoring those sword qi as if they were nothing.

However, what was unexpected was that Chen Feng was not only not divided by the sword qi this time. Instead, he magically dodged most of the sword qi, leaving only five or six wounds on his body.

Although I was still injured, this time I made a significant improvement compared to the first time.

Chen Feng's heart was excited, such an obvious change made him see a glimmer of hope. So I concentrated more on the volley snow footwork!

When Fan Jian attacked for the third time, Chen Feng dodged most of the sword qi again. There were still three or four wounds on his body.

This made Chen Feng couldn't help but be overjoyed, and continued like this. Soon he would be able to, without using his vitality, he could directly dodge Fan Jian's attack by relying on his footwork.

The fourth time, Chen Feng only had two wounds on his body.

The fifth time, only one wound was added.

When I watched myself rely on my exquisite footwork, I easily dodged those sword qi. Chen Feng is now overjoyed and will not be injured again soon.

But when the sixth attack followed, Chen Feng dodged everything he expected, but he didn't appear. He still had a wound on his body.

The seventh time was the same, no more, no less, with another wound. It's the same for the eighth, it's the same for the ninth......

Seeing that there were more and more wounds on his body, Chen Feng gradually began to panic. The original joy and joy are long gone, replaced by panic and doubt!

Is this the true power of the "volley snow treading footwork"? Or is it that I still haven't used the power of the footwork???

But I already feel that I have begun to master the essence of this set of footwork. Although it hasn't reached the point of perfection, it shouldn't be so bad, right?

"You shouldn't be too attached to the footwork itself, but you should adapt it to the local conditions. Use footwork flexibly, rather than rigidly copying footwork. How you walk is not up to your footwork, it's up to you!

Seeing that Chen Feng was still puzzled, the demon spirit reminded him in time. As for whether he understands or not, that's his business.

"How to walk under your feet depends not on the pace of footwork, but on how I want to walk???"

Chen Feng pondered this sentence carefully, a seemingly plain sentence. It seems that there is a very profound mystery hidden in it, which is far from being as simple as imagined!

Like, if you don't follow footwork, what are you doing?

If you don't follow the requirements of footwork, isn't it a mess?