Chapter Seventy-Three: You Forced Me

Facing the finger that couldn't be dodged at all, Situ Yunfei smiled bitterly.

"Looks like I'm going to die here today. Situ Yunfei looked at the finger that exuded the power that made his heart palpitate, and his heart was full of bitterness.

"Yunfei!" Old Man Situ's father and son were anxious, but they couldn't do anything about it, they could only watch this dearest person fall into the crisis of death.

"Whoa—"

A bright light swept through his fingers, tearing the air and shooting straight into Situ Yunfei's chest, and the next moment, it would pierce!

"Hmph, bully a junior, you are alive to be a dog!" A voice with infinite killing intent suddenly exploded in everyone's ears.

"Whoa—"

The finger that was originally bound to be won was empty!

"Well, who?" said the old man with the goatee, taking a few steps back and assuming a defensive posture. This person who suddenly appeared was very strong, and this speed alone made him dare not take it lightly.

"Hmm, am I not dead?" Situ Yunfei opened his eyes faintly and muttered to himself in surprise.

"What, do you want to die?" Chen Feng looked at Situ Yunfei with a smile, full of amusement.

"Eh, Brother Chen?" When Situ Yunfei saw Chen Feng, he immediately understood that he had rescued him in a hurry, and said gratefully: "Brother Chen, thank you for saving me." ”

Chen Feng smiled: "You call me big brother, can I still save you?"

"Mr. Chen, you have to be careful, this person is very strong, and he is very evil. Old Man Situ reminded loudly, and pointed to the maid.

At this moment, the maid was already lying motionless on the ground, without a trace of life. Her whole body has been flattened, and she can really be regarded as skin and bones.

Chen Feng nodded lightly, giving Mr. Situ and his son a reassuring look. Immediately, he slowly turned around and looked at the old man with a goatee.

The moment he turned around, Chen Feng's originally indifferent eyes had already changed. His deep eyes were full of murderous awe: "You dare to raise blood Gu and use it to cultivate evil skills, I have to get rid of you today!"

......The old man with the goatee looked at Chen Feng deeply, and suddenly laughed gloomily: "I thought there was some great power, but it was just a little True Qi Martial Artist, who wanted to stop me by relying on his speed?"

After a pause, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly his murderous aura boiled: "They just called you Mr. Chen?

Nodding, Chen Feng replied coldly: "That kind of evil thing, everyone will be punished." ”

"What a guts, dare to kill my blood-sucking flying centipede!" the old man with the goatee suddenly became excited, and a suffocating momentum exploded.

Under this momentum, even the old man Situ couldn't help but tremble.

"Boy, dying at the hands of a martial artist in the True Yuan Period is your blessing. The old man with the goatee was awe-inspiring, and between the palms of his hands, streams of invisible energy like water flowed slowly.

Zhen Yuan, this is actually a martial artist of the Zhen Yuan Period!

Old Man Situ was stunned, he couldn't imagine that this old man with a goatee turned out to be a martial artist in the True Yuan Period! Where did he offend such a character and let him put an evil head-lowering technique on him.

You must know that once you reach the True Yuan Period, you can be regarded as a grandmaster-level figure in the land of China, and such a person is already qualified to establish a mountain.

Looking at the old man with a goatee who was full of momentum, a sneer crossed the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse.

Even if he only has the cultivation of the peak of condensation, but the experience of 10,000 years is not an ornament, and it is not easy to clean up a martial artist who has just entered the true yuan? Moreover, the biggest gap between the cultivation realm and the martial artist is - exercises!

Martial artists were born in the secular world, and most of the cultivation was just some superficial magic moves created by secular mortals. Many of these moves can't even be compared to the introductory exercises in the cultivation realm. This determines that cultivators can go further than martial artists.

"Boy, suffer death!" "In the decisive battle of life and death, the old man with the goatee would not give Chen Feng a few moves generously, only to see him shout violently, as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move!

"Yin Poisonous Claw!" The old man's palm with a goatee turned into a claw, grabbing Chen Feng's neck at a lightning speed. The blue light between the claws flashed, and a fishy smell emanated from the paws, making people dizzy.

"Poison on the claws. Chen Feng saw the clue at a glance, but he turned sideways unhurriedly and let go of this claw at a very fast speed.

Although Chen Feng was conceited that he could take down the enemy, he was not arrogant enough to use the strength of the Qi training period to take on the martial artists of the True Yuan Period. The true yuan period of a martial artist is equivalent to the condensing yuan period of a true cultivator, and the difference between it and Chen Feng's qi training period is only one level, but the strength is a geometric multiple. In the gas refining period, in front of the condensation period, it is simply a scum.

"Good boy, react quickly!" The old man with the goatee couldn't help but praise, but the murderous aura on his face did not diminish at all, and his left hand reached out and grabbed Chen Feng's waist like a sneak attack.

"Hmph!" Chen Feng snorted slightly, his body soared, and he suddenly got out of the range of this sneak attack.

"Well, what about people?" The old man with the goatee looked ahead in some surprise, and Chen Feng, who was still there just now, suddenly seemed to disappear out of thin air, and disappeared.

"Hey, are you looking for me?" Behind him, Chen Feng's figure sounded nonchalantly.

The old man with the goatee turned around sharply, full of panic: This kid is so fast, I don't even know how to dodge him.

"Now, it's my turn!" Chen Feng shook his head, said calmly, and also stretched out a finger.

"Finger through the mountain!" Chen Feng's fingers whistled towards the poisonous claws that the white-bearded old man waved.

"Poof!" The short and crisp voice was the same as breaking the palm of the old man Situ just now, and Chen Feng also broke the palm of the old man with the white beard.

"Alas!" a large transparent hole appeared in an instant, and under one finger, even the bones in the palm of the hand were exposed.

"Such a powerful finger can directly make this man's strength skyrocket tenfold! If I can get this fingering, my status in the rivers and lakes will definitely rise. Thinking about it, his eyes lit up with monstrous greed.

"Don't be complacent, I was just careless just now, and I won't have such good luck later. The old man with the goatee sneered in his heart, and with his other hand, he didn't know where to find a dagger, and swept towards Chen Feng's lower body.

"Damn, you're trying to cut me off. Chen Feng scolded secretly, but he didn't stop between his hands, and slapped the dagger away directly. The other finger was inserted into the old man with a goatee.

"Do you want to hurt me the second time?" The old man with the goatee saw it, and felt a burst of pride in his heart, the finger just now directly let him know the strength of Chen Feng's fingering, and naturally he would not fight hard.

However, he tried to hide, but found that no matter how he hid, he could not escape the path of this finger.

"Do-"

Without any fancy point, the finger was inserted into the chest of the old goatee with unmistakable precision.

"Ugh. The old man with the goatee covered the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes full of unwillingness. He knew that if he lost today, he would have to give his life here.

"You forced me to move this thing!" the old man with the goatee said gloomily: "You forced me, I must kill you and drink your blood to relieve my hatred!"

As he spoke, the old man with the goatee took out a pink pill from his bosom and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Boom-"

A momentum that was ten times more ferocious erupted from the old man with a goatee.

"Little thief, come and die!" The old man with the goatee had a crazy face, staring at Chen Feng, full of resentment.

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