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"Big Dipper, Seven Stars!"

The Qiushui Sword in Chen Feng's hand turned into a brilliant green sword, and with boundless momentum, it slashed towards Yao Wentao.

"Look, it's getting dark!" On the ground, although the poisonous fog has dissipated, the police still did not get out of the car for safety. However, they could see the situation around them clearly. Suddenly, it was dark.

Only Situ Qiang, who had just crawled out of the fountain, could see it clearly, only to see that with Chen Feng's sword, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened. In the sky, only seven turquoise stars flickered, showing a formation of the Big Dipper.

Under the stars, the power of the Qiushui Sword increased greatly, and it slashed fiercely with the black short sword in Yao Wentao's hand.

"Brush-" The poisonous dragon drill formed by Yao Wentao's black short sword was split by this sword, and then, the Qiushui sword continued to split like a bamboo.

A bloody light suddenly appeared, Yao Wentao snorted, and quickly retreated. His right hand and arm, along with the black short sword, had already left his body and fell straight down.

"What kind of move are you, why are you so sharp?" Yao Wentao was shocked, Chen Feng's sword just now made him feel like he had walked in the Yama Palace.

Chen Feng ignored Yao Wentao's inquiry, only to see him let out a light whistle and bully him again, the Mid-Autumn Water Sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and his moves were all strong killing moves.

In the duel of masters, victory or defeat is often in a thought. Yao Wentao's right hand was broken, his strength had plummeted, and in the face of Chen Feng's overwhelming attack, he had to dodge left and right, and it was difficult to parry. After a while, his body was already drenched in blood, especially a sword wound in his chest and abdomen, which made him even more shaky.

Faced with the thick aura of death carried on Chen Feng's long sword, Yao Wentao finally panicked. He hurriedly patted the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly, a red pill appeared in his hand.

"Red Dragon Pill?" Chen Feng sneered: "Do you still want to do the battle of trapped beasts?" As he spoke, Chen Feng's Qiushui Sword had already been slashed horizontally, and the target was the other party's left hand holding the Red Dragon Pill.

Yao Wentao's movements were fast, but Chen Feng's sword was faster. Before Yao Wentao could swallow the Red Dragon Pill in his mouth, Chen Feng's sword edge had already climbed up his fingers.

"Brush-" The blood flashed, and Yao Wentao's five fingers flew out, and along with it, there was also the Red Dragon Pill.

Chen Feng didn't continue to attack, just made a move, took the red dragon pill in his hand and looked at it.

Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Chen Feng sighed: Goodbye now, things have long been different.

"Hum-" The Red Dragon Pill seemed to have spirituality, beating in Chen Feng's hands, it was really like a wanderer who had not returned for a long time suddenly saw his parents, although it was just an elixir, but Chen Feng could still feel its happiness.

"Roar-" Yao Wentao roared, his voice was extremely loud, and it spread out wave after wave. At this moment, the people of the entire HZ City heard this roar, and they couldn't help but stop and look in the direction of Wanda Tower.

"No matter who you are, you will die today!" After roaring, Yao Wentao said to Chen Feng with great hatred.

Perhaps to match his cruel words, a soft howl suddenly sounded in the sky. The howling sound was long and powerful, and even Chen Feng frowned, revealing a thick and solemn color.

The cultivation of the person who came was profound, obviously higher than Chen Feng's level,

After a few breaths, a flash of light suddenly cast from the sky. With Chen Feng's eyesight, he could naturally see that someone was coming with a sword. Judging from the speed of the Imperial Sword alone, Chen Feng judged that the cultivation of the person who came was much stronger than his own.

"Bold thief, dare to hurt my Yao family's son!" Before anyone came, the voice arrived first, and a loud shout made Chen Feng feel pressured, and his whole body was agitated, and his eyebrows were cold.

"Hmph, just allow your Yao family to kill people at will, and don't allow others to kill your Yao family?" Under endless pressure, Chen Feng did not compromise at all. However, his heart exploded, the old man in front of him was definitely a master, and it could be seen from his momentum that he was definitely above the existence of the foundation building period.

"Father, you must kill him!" A terrible cry sounded, it was Yao Wentao. I saw him slowly fly behind the old man and said with resentment.

The old man looked at Yao Wentao's miserable appearance, frowned, and a powerful anger pressed towards Chen Feng: "Little beast, the means are so vicious, see if I don't kill you!"

"Hahaha-" Chen Feng smiled angrily: "The means are vicious, and it is benevolent to release poisonous mist at will to poison ordinary people?" Speaking of this, Chen Feng shook his Qiushui sword and pointed directly at the old man: "Old dog, you and I have been immortal for a long time today, just let the horse come, if I Chen Feng retreats half a point today, I will have your surname!"

Situ Qiang on the ground looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. Today's Mr. Chen has completely turned his image upside down. Originally, he thought that although Mr. Chen had unpredictable skills, he was easy-going, treated people like a spring breeze, and there was always an inexplicable affinity between his gestures. However, looking at the current Mr. Chen, his eyes are full of fighting spirit, he is full of spirit, and he is not afraid of the powerful enemy, and the fighting spirit makes Situ Qiang, who is standing far away on the ground, enthusiastic. From Mr. Chen's eyes, Situ Qiang saw a kind of persistence and a kind of self-confidence.

"Come on, Mr. Chen, come on!" Situ Qiang shouted this sentence with all his might, and after roaring, he found that his throat had been torn by the force of this roar, and a fishy liquid was flowing in his throat.

"Mr. Chen, come on!" Suddenly, the audience erupted into a stronger shout, and I saw that the policemen and soldiers who had already gotten into the police car all stood in place in unison, looking at the high-spirited Chen Feng in the sky with admiration. After Situ Qiang's shout, they let out an earth-shattering cry at the same time.

"Mr. Chen, come on!"

"Mr. Chen, come on!"

......

Intense sound waves rushed through like a furious sea frenzy, shaking the surrounding glass windows.

Chen Feng in mid-air only felt a wave of qi rushing towards his face, making his hairs stand on end unconsciously, and every muscle in his body became excited.

"Hahaha, okay, let me fight hard today!" Chen Feng looked up to the sky and smiled, his voice was like rolling thunder, arrogant and imposing.

"You are looking for death!" the old man snorted angrily and slashed out at the people on the ground with a volley, and a huge palm formed by the powerful True Yuan was violently pressed down.

"Mr. Chen, come on!" seemed to be infected by Chen Feng's momentum, and the policemen at this moment stood in place fearlessly, coldly looking at the huge palm prints on the way. The voice is like the rolling Yangtze River, and it is not weaker than the old man's palm in terms of momentum.

Suddenly, a figure flew into the huge palm print and between the crowd, and a green light was like a beautiful meteor, splitting the palm print in two.

"If you want to hurt them, pass me first!" Chen Feng's eyebrows were cold, and his momentum was compelling.