"Really?"

Slightly, small, so small that only the middle-aged man could hear it, yes, this is a voice, and it is the voice of Chen Zifeng.

"Could it be that this kid has successfully fused?" the middle-aged man wondered: "No, this kid is bluffing, trying to buy time for himself, how long will he stay at this time?"

"Haha, the kid is still thinking about bluffing me, I said that if I don't kill you, I won't kill you, are you going to go with me?" Especially seeing that Chen Zifeng's eyes were still closed at the moment, and his facial muscles were still twisted from time to time, the middle-aged man knew in his heart that Chen Zifeng was definitely at the most critical moment at this moment, and maybe he would succeed in the next breath, but when he came, this next breath would not exist.

But is the result really as the middle-aged man thought? The scene that happened next perfectly explained what the middle-aged man was thinking, as well as the worries, hopes, and expectations of all the spectators.

"If you don't believe me, wait for death. When the words fell, three figures suddenly appeared in front of Chen Zifeng, perfectly blocking the way of the middle-aged man.

These three people are none other than the three guards who live in Chen Zifeng's Ethereal Spirit Ring all year round, although the three of them are only ninth-order demon beasts, they are all the pinnacle kind, the kind that can break through the ninth-order with only one step.

At this moment, the three of them joined forces, not to mention defeating the middle-aged man, but it was still possible to stop the middle-aged man for a few breaths, this sudden scene, the knowing heart smiled, like Xiao Jin Baiyin Biluo, the three of them all showed a look of understanding on their faces.

And what I don't know, but I feel inexplicably surprised and then shocked, like Duanmu Feng who was watching the battle at this time, and the old woman on the side, and many people watching the battle, and the most shocked and depressed are the middle-aged man who was blocked by these three figures.

"Die, give me death, I want you to die for me!" The originally happy mood suddenly became extremely manic, and the castration did not decrease in the slightest, and a trace of wind flame appeared on the palm of the hand that shimmered with a raging wind.

A trace of flames generated in the extreme speed, it can be seen that the speed of the middle-aged man at this moment, the strength of the attack, obviously at this time he wants to achieve his original intention is impossible, since this is the case, then the only choice is to destroy, the middle-aged man knows that as long as he kills one of the three people, the aftermath of the attack touches Chen Zifeng, he can achieve his goal.

In front of Chen Zifeng, the three guards glanced at each other, and they already knew what each other was thinking, as ninth-order demon beasts, they naturally knew that Chen Zifeng at this moment could not be disturbed at all, so what they had to do was to perfectly block the blow of the middle-aged man.

can't leak the aftermath of the attack and touch Chen Zifeng behind him, and if you want to do this, there are only two possibilities, one is that at this moment, Sanwei has the strength to absolutely crush the middle-aged man, and he can do it with his extraordinary strength.

Then there is not to make any resistance, let this blow of the middle-aged man fall on them, they just need to stabilize their bodies and not retreat, so that they can also do not leak the slightest aftermath of the attack.

For the current Sanwei, the second option is obviously their only choice, if it is not such a special and critical juncture, with the strength of Sanwei, even if they can't deal with the middle-aged man, they can entangle the other party.

The middle-aged man who came with absolute confidence didn't want to encounter such a change at the last moment, but it didn't matter, he was still sure that he would achieve his goal, just kill one person, or fight a big battle.

From the middle-aged man to attack, to being put on a swing by Xiao Jin halfway, losing two fingers, and then to dealing with Chen Zifeng with anger, and then being stopped by Sanwei at this moment, the whole process adds up to only ten or twenty breaths, but even this little time is full of dangers and worries.

But everything is coming to an end, at least in the eyes of the middle-aged man, the palm that was bubbling with flames and a raging wind fell steadily on the body of Sanwei and Yiren, and then a devastating force poured into Sanwei and Yiren's body along the palm of the middle-aged man.

This force not only wants to destroy the people it attacks, but he also wants to fly people away from here to attack Chen Zifeng not far away, this is the will of the middle-aged man injected into the attack, and it does not dare to disobey.

At this moment, the other two people of the three guards came behind this person, and firmly resisted this person's body, no matter how the strong impact was, the three guards were connected into one, as stable as Mount Tai.

This scene seems simple, no fancy, and no earth-shattering scenes, but in fact, this scene is more shocking and breathtaking.

What a firm intention it must be to dare to die so blatantly, and to give up all resistance, stand there and wait for death, and so willingly, but all this is just so that Chen Zifeng will not be disturbed in the slightest.

And what they don't know is that for the three guards, everything they do is worth it and should be, the three of them from the front of the three guards who may have died and can no longer die, all the way to the third person, from beginning to end, the eyes of the three have not wavered and given up, and there is only one belief, that is, to block all attacks.

It was with such a thought in mind that a Mahayana realm monk struck a blow with anger, which was also an extremely powerful blow, and after destroying the vitality of the first person in an instant, it quickly poured into the body of the second person, although the second person tried his best to resist and wanted to completely dissipate the attack that entered the body.

But when he was dying, there were still some attacks that came out of his body and poured into the body of the third person, but fortunately, after the first two people offset and endured, the attacks that entered his body were not too much, and under the condition of ensuring that the energy fluctuations did not escape, the luck offset the remaining attack energy.

The whole process from the palm to the present is only two breathless time, but for the sake of these two breathless time, the two guards were sacrificed, and the price was amazing.

"Damn, all damn!"

After seeing that his purpose was once again shattered, the middle-aged man looked crazy and deceived himself again, this time going straight to Chen Zifeng, who was not far away, because Chen Zifeng still showed no signs of waking up at this moment, which proved that Chen Zifeng had not succeeded at this moment.

He still has a chance, as long as he seizes this opportunity, he can still succeed, because no one will come to stop him, watching his palm get closer and closer to Chen Zifeng, the heart of the middle-aged man is becoming more and more excited.

In fact, when Chen Zifeng's palm fell on Sanwei, he happened to be successfully fused, and although he could save one of the two dead people, he would lose the opportunity to defeat or even kill the middle-aged man.

So Chen Zifeng could only endure the grief in his heart, and he didn't even dare to open his eyes, let alone shed the tears that were already rolling in his eyes, until this moment he could finally open his eyes, because his opportunity came.

Just when the middle-aged man thought that he was about to succeed, Chen Zifeng's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the two lines of clear stream flowed down uncontrollably, followed by the clear stream, and a sword cut off from the three-foot Qingfeng in Chen Zifeng's hand.

"You will surely die!"

Glaring at the middle-aged man in front of him, Chen Zifeng quietly said five words, these five words are his sentence to the middle-aged man, these five words are his promise to Sanwei, this person is not dead The heroic soul is uneasy, and this person is undead Chen Zifeng's own heart is uneasy.

The moment Chen Zifeng opened his eyes, the middle-aged man's heart shrank suddenly, and a strong life-and-death crisis enveloped his body, and then he saw a sword that was no more than three feet long and no more than two fingers wide, and the color was blue and black.

didn't have time to react more, and at the same time as the attack in his palm was responding, the other palm that had broken off two fingers also stretched out, and at the same time, a pair of black gloves put on both hands and grabbed the three-foot Qingfeng together.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man became confident again, and wanted to block Chen Zifeng's blow with this, even if he was a little injured, he didn't care, as long as he survived this blow, he would have a chance to come again, but Chen Zifeng would not have a chance to perform a combined attack.

However, the idea is good, but the truth is cruel, at the same time as the three-foot green blade slashed, a beam of light shot out from it, and the sword blade slashed downward, and the beam also slashed downward, making a clicking sound in the space where the beam passed.

The middle-aged man who was in the center of the attack was annihilated in the beam of light in his extremely unwilling expression, and then the beam dissipated, and the space returned to its original state, but the middle-aged man disappeared, leaving only a crack on the ground that was several zhang long, about three feet wide, and the depth was unknown.