"yes, fuck it!"

In Chen Feng's laughter, the two figures slammed apart.

"How is that possible?"

In the sky, the Light Buddha Lord's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

I saw Chen Feng standing proudly in mid-air with his hands behind his back, like a tall hanging mountain, majestic and incomprehensible.

And that day, the dragon scattered people, but his breath floated, and his face reflected a touch of red, vaguely mixed with a little pain. Obviously, in the confrontation just now, Tianlong Sanren suffered a big loss.

"Little brute, I want your life!" Tenryu Sanren's chest was violently clothed.

It's not that he's really hurt that badly, it's the anger in his heart that makes him angry.

"The mouth still stinks, it seems that there are not enough lessons!" Chen Feng smiled slightly, and his body fluttered again: "Then beat it harder!"

As he spoke, his fist had already reached the front of Tianlong Sanren.

Although Chen Feng has not formally learned boxing, he can't stand his high hardware strength. The extremely strong physical strength and the concentration of the True Yuan that was not weaker than that of the Tianlong Sanren made Chen Feng's every punch carry the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

Tianlong Sanren only felt that the fist wind was flashing, and a fear actually rose in his heart.

However, the arrogance of being a Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal made him definitely not choose to dodge. Otherwise, the topic of being forced to retreat by an ant in the late Mahayana period was spread, and his face would be lost.

"Tianlong Breaking the Sun Palm!" Qian's loud shout whispered in the mouth of the Tianlong Sanren, but he saw that the palm of the Tianlong Sanren did not know when it had been shrouded in a layer of golden brilliance. This brilliance even overshadowed the scorching sun in the sky.

"Amitabha, this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky is probably finished. Tianlong's palm technique, even the old man must be cautious. Although this kid is not weak, he is only a person in the late Mahayana period. ”

The Lord of the Buddha of Light pronounced a Buddha horn and said with some schadenfreude.

"I am a talented person, but I want to die at the hands of this Tianlong Sanren, it is really self-inflicted, and I can't live!" The middle-aged beauty's eyes flashed with a little regret. She is also a person who cherishes talents, and when she saw Tianlong Sanren display his famous skills, she couldn't help but sigh for Chen Feng.

"Yes, I don't think so!" Han Wei smiled faintly and said lightly.

The middle-aged beauty glanced at Han Wei, but she didn't speak. At this moment, she still couldn't figure out why Han Wei had such strong confidence in this Chen Feng.

Each side expressed its own opinions, but the other side was again heavily intertwined.

Bang bang bang –

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many times it exploded, and the fists of both of them have become extremely fast and intricate. The two sides are completely head-to-head attacks, and there is no trick in the slightest.

The wind was so strong that it tore off the roofs of many of the surrounding buildings. You must know that these buildings are blessed with formations, even if it is a ten-magnitude earthquake, don't want to shake it. The confrontation between Chen Feng and Tianlong Sanren can overturn the roof, which shows how much power there should be where the two fists touch!

"How is it possible!" At this moment, even a middle-aged beautiful woman couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "This Chen Feng's attack is disorderly, just like two ordinary adults fighting, the moves are simple, and there are even no moves to speak of. But it is such a set of boxing techniques, but it completely resists the attack of Tianlong Sanren, and even, the middle-aged woman can see that the two sides in the battle are actually Tianlong Sanren is at an obvious disadvantage.

Even, at this time, the Tianlong Sanren were retreating under Chen Feng's fist, and they were about to be unable to support it.

Finally—

"Bang-"

Chen Feng's fist slammed into the face of the Tianlong Sanren, and then knocked the Tianlong Sanren into the air for a few hundred meters before he stabilized his mind.

Looking at Tianlong Sanren again, at this time, there was completely Yin Yin blood stains on the face door, the entire nose bridge was completely flattened, and even the face door was a little sunken. It can be seen how fierce Chen Feng's punch should be!

"Wow, boy, I'm going to kill you today!" Even though he was slapped in the face by Chen Feng, Tianlong Sanren still didn't have half of his consciousness. He screamed wildly, and a strong purple aura appeared on the Heavenly Dragon Breaking Sun palm.

That is the power of immortals, although the scattered immortals are not real immortals, but they can already refine a force of immortals. Moreover, this immortal power is more powerful with the longer the cultivation time, and when it comes to the Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortals, everyone has condensed an extremely rich immortal power, and such a immortal power is a power that is absolutely above the true yuan.

However, after all, the scattered immortals are not real immortals, and the power of the immortals is limited, and once they are used, it will take an extremely long time to re-condense them. Therefore, it is generally not a life-and-death fight, and no scattered immortals are willing to waste the power of immortals.

At this moment, in order to kill Chen Feng and eliminate the hatred in his heart, Tianlong Sanren resolutely used the power of the immortals!

"Is this Tianlong Sanren crazy? At this time, using the power of the immortals, even if he kills that Chen Feng and enters the tomb of the immortals, he will lose his greatest reliance, even if he does not die in it, he will also lose the opportunity to compete for those legendary fates. The barefoot man said in a low voice.

"Haha, isn't that what we want to see?" The middle-aged beauty smiled happily: "It's just that under the power of the fairy, that kid is definitely dead and alive." ”

As a Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal, she naturally understood the power of this immortal.

"Not necessarily, you might as well wait and see. Han Wei still had that breezy appearance, and even Guo Chang, who was beside Han Wei, was smiling extremely easily.

"What makes you have such confidence!" said the middle-aged beauty secretly in her heart, but her eyes were staring at Chen Feng tightly, as if she wanted to see Chen Feng through.

Han Wei and Guo Chang had such an attitude, how could she, who was also a Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal, not be suspicious.

"Haha, the old dog went crazy, and even took out the things at the bottom of the box. Chen Feng smiled brightly, but the fist in his hand did not stop, slowly pushing out.

This punch was extremely slow, but it exuded a sharp aura.

"This is fist intent?" The Bright Buddha Lord's eyes lit slightly: "It's not like it?"

However, when he looked at Chen Feng's gaze again, he was much more jealous. This Chen Feng's fist actually made him, a spectator of the battle, also have some fear.

"Die!" Tianlong Sanren's voice was loud, like a scorching sun, shining on the earth, giving people a scorching feeling. His palms had already been imprinted on Chen Feng's chest.

At this time, Chen Feng's fist had just been launched.

"This kid, who hasn't seen him for just three months, has improved so much. Han Wei looked at Chen Feng's slowly rolled out fist and suddenly smiled.

PS: To be honest, I'm really not in the mood for codewords today. I got the news in the morning that my uncle had passed away. The grief was so great that I didn't talk much for the whole day. The death of my uncle is not unexpected, and each of us has already come to our senses. The year before last, he suffered from ALS, the kind of incurable disease that is often talked about on TV. In two years, he went from the atrophy of the muscles in the palms to the atrophy of the muscles of the whole body, leaving only skin and bones, his hands could no longer move, and it was extremely difficult to even raise his head. I see this process in my eyes and sour in my heart.

On Sunday, he was stuck with thick phlegm in his throat and had difficulty breathing, and his family called 120 and went to the hospital to suck the phlegm. On the hospital bed in the emergency room, I looked at the tears in the corners of his eyes, and I knew that he didn't want to die, he still wanted to live! I held his hand, the cold hand without a little temperature, and I said to him: "Uncle, you have to be strong, it will be fine!"

At that time, I really couldn't help it, I was in tears, but I couldn't help it from slipping. I'm afraid that my tears will make him even more desperate......

Death still came and took my beloved uncle with him!!!

Alas......

I am strong on the outside, but I also have a soft place on the inside, which makes everyone smile. These words, written out, should be a little expression of sadness in my heart, it can be regarded as some feelings with friends, if you don't like it, also understand me.

Life is so fragile, how much should we cherish our bodies, I sincerely hope that my relatives and friends around me, as well as those of you who read books, can be healthy!

Clean up your mood, there will be no less updates today, but it's a little late, if you can't wait, go to bed first, don't stay up late, pay attention to your body.