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"I told you to cut me...... I told you to cut off my ......!" the raindrops of fists slammed down, and almost everywhere there was flesh, it was almost immune. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the hands of the sissy Lan Sword were the face that protected him to death. Even if Chen Feng punched him twice, he only curled up his body in pain, but he still refused to support his life/root.

Even Chen Feng admired him, how much more courage could he get. This is the legend, the invincible death in the world also has a face!

Although Lan Jian tried his best to protect his bewitching little face, Chen Feng was squeezing his fists, how could he let him go!

It was precisely because he was deliberately entangled with him just now that he did not have a quick solution, which gave him a chance. Let Chen Feng almost break his arm, not to mention, just causing him to be taught by the demon spirit, this is an unforgivable sin.

Now that the time for revenge is up, Chen Feng will naturally make good use of it, so that this stinky sissy can enjoy it, what is called the feeling of wanting immortals, wanting to die, and life is better than death!

Chen Feng felt lewd and laughed in his heart, and even the demon spirits in the sea of consciousness suddenly felt a gust of yin wind, and he was terrified!

Bang bang Chen Feng suddenly gathered momentum, and smashed his fist into Lan Jian's little face silently.

Suddenly, the bewitching little face immediately swollen up and turned a lot red. The handsome and charming image is ruined at once.

"Oh, don't hit me in the face, I'll be disfigured. Lan Jian shouted.

Chen Feng beat him for so long, he didn't hum a sentence before, but now he slapped his bewitching little face. Grabbing his weakness and pinching it, Lan Jian screamed nonsense.

Chen Feng didn't pay attention to it, his anger hadn't come out enough! The rise of the fight, where would he care about Lan Jian, the more he screamed, the happier Chen Feng was now.

At this time, it also made him understand a truth. Then there is no reason in this world at all, and whoever has the strength makes sense!

If Chen Feng had been cut off by Lan Jian just now, when he was beaten by Lan Jian, would Lan Jian easily let him go???

So neither will Chen Feng. Brother has worked hard to cultivate and desperately improve his strength, not to bully others!

Even though Lan Jian pleaded in every way at this time, Chen Feng also turned a deaf ear, not that he was ruthless, but that Lan Jian should be like this. Although you can't kill Lan Jian, it's okay to teach him a lesson.

And there's a big foreshadowing here! It's a big surprise for someone.

"Ahhhh......h

Chen Feng turned a deaf ear and did not answer. The rain-like fist, as always, took care of the bewitching little face of the sissy Lan Jian, and it was not much lightened by his begging for mercy.

"I beg you, don't punch me in the face. If you hit me in the face again, it will be really disfigured!" Lan Jian cried.

I felt my face, more and more swollen, and there was a hot feeling. He really cried!

After beating Lan Jian severely, Chen Feng directly rolled up the Qinghong Sword and slipped into the woods, fleeing and disappearing.

And the first thing Lan Jian did when he turned over was not to chase the man in black. Instead, he took out a small bronze mirror from his arms, and the first time he wanted to see his face.

But there's nothing to look at, the little face that used to be bewitching has now been beaten into a big pig's head by Chen Feng. Let people see this sissy cannon that has harmed thousands of girls and boys, and it has ended up at this point, it is simply very happy, and applaud!

Lan Jian directly crushed the bronze mirror, gritted his teeth and looked at the direction where Chen Feng disappeared, and said: "Qingshi Peak, Qinghong Sword, Fan Jian, I am inseparable from you, and I will not die!"

Purple Stone Peak, the back mountain thinks about the cliff.

Chen Feng's ghost-like figure jumped out of the woods, and then with lightning speed, he took off his black clothes and removed his disguise.

Slowly pacing back and forth on the top of the Siguo Cliff, he became the little disciple of Zishi Peak, Chen Feng.

When I returned to Zishi Peak, the sky was already slightly bright. In order to prevent someone from following, Chen Feng also circled back and forth several times in the woods of the major peaks, and then returned to Zishi Peak to Siguo Cliff.

In this way, it is foolproof. Even if someone really followed him, he could easily get rid of it under his weird volley snow treading footwork.

"Demon Spirit, hurry up and help me heal my injuries!" Chen Feng sat cross-legged on the ground and hurriedly said.

"Lord Host, I see that when you were hurting the Flat Blue Sword just now, the dragon spirit was fierce, and it didn't look like you were injured?" said the demon spirit deliberately.

"Can that be the same? Just now I was taking revenge for a sword, completely ignoring the pain. Now I feel that my arm hurts a lot, oops, it really fucking hurts!" Chen Feng touched his injured arm, and immediately grinned in pain.

The demon spirit smiled and said, "The host can already enter the realm of selflessness!"

Chen Feng's old face darkened, and he said angrily: "Don't talk this nonsense to me, hurry up and heal your injuries!

Seeing Chen Feng screaming bitterly, the demon spirit didn't play tricks on him anymore, and now it was the best policy to treat the injury of his arm as soon as possible.

Chen Feng's injured demon spirit was also clear, and he only stopped the blood just now, but did not heal it. Although this injury will not be fatal, it will be very troublesome to heal after a long time.

"Lord Host, you first use the Ninefold Holy Demon Divine Skill to recuperate, and I will go to refine the medicine immediately. Soon I will refine the elixir to heal your wounds!" said the demon spirit.

Chen Feng responded with an "um", and then began to run his vitality, following the running route of the "Nine Sacred Demon Divine Skills", running over and over again. After a few times, Chen Feng found that his vitality was much more substantial.

It seemed that he would soon be able to break through to the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period, which made Chen Fengle blossom. However, happiness is happiness, this injury still needs to be treated, so our host lord has no choice but to suppress the joy in his heart and run the Ninefold Holy Demon Divine Skill over and over again.

The demon spirit saw that the host had already used his own exercises to heal his wounds, and he couldn't slack off himself. He drilled into the nine-layer holy demon box, selected more than a dozen elixirs, and began to refine the healing elixir.

Not long after, bursts of mist rose from Chen Feng's body, and Chen Feng finished exhaling and collecting his work. The "Ninefold Holy Demon Divine Skill" has already carried out the greatest treatment on his body, and if he forcibly heals his injuries, it will only be counterproductive!

Chen Feng moved the injured arm, although the injury had received some treatment from the divine skill, he could still feel the sharp pain coming from the wound.

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"Dead pseudo-mother, when the sect is in a big competition, it's best not to let you run into Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely make your life worse than death!

At this time, the demon spirit refining the elixir suddenly spoke: "Why is the host so angry, it seems that the Lan Sword has also been beaten badly by you." He cherishes his face so much, you beat him into a big pig's head, I think he's almost dead by now!"

The demon spirit laughed, and Chen Feng also laughed secretly: "Hehe! That's right, I guess he hates him more than me now! But the more he hates, the better, the better the next show will be more exciting!"

Chen Feng suddenly changed his words and asked the demon spirit, "Where is the elixir? Have you finished refining? Hurry up and take it out to heal me." ”

The demon spirit didn't speak, and directly threw out a blue-green pill. A blue-green pill, wrapped in a cloud of gray smoke, flew out of Chen Feng's eyebrows.

Chen Feng hurriedly stretched out his palm and caught the turquoise pill. The elixir was no bigger than a little finger, with a turquoise shell that seemed to be wrapped in a hint of bright red liquid.

Chen Feng didn't look at it, and without saying a word, he directly threw the pill into his mouth, chewed it so loudly that it rattled, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Immediately, the pill melted, turning into a surging medicinal power, circulating in his meridians. Wherever the medicinal power flows, the damaged meridians are repaired, and Chen Feng feels a burst of comfort all over his body!

The medicinal power kept working, and Chen Feng let out a mouthful of turbidity. The injuries on his body have healed, and even the several meridians that were cut by the Tianlan Sword have been connected.