Feng Lei lived a hundred and dozen years old, and at any rate it was also a monk who had seen a lot of big scenes. Really, the fierce fighting was the fighting method between monks.
However, today he has really seen what it means to be someone outside the world, there is a heaven outside the sky.
A mere half of the warrior who stepped into the monk, used martial arts to enter the road, but broke out with super powerful combat power, so that he continued to escape from this major repair, but he couldn't escape.
The moment Dao Mang changed its trajectory, Feng Lei realized the anomaly, his eyes suddenly bulged, and his hair almost shook the bun apart.
That's really scared.
Desperately, he used the fastest speed, bowed his head fiercely...
With a scream, a Taoist's hair bun fell from his side, and his hair fell loose, a green color appeared in the center of his head, and his scalp was exposed.
What a Japanese hairstyle.
Feng Lei, who was so terrible, couldn't care about his own image. He raised his hand and threw out a handful of talisman paper.
He knew very well that Zhang Feng had become more and more skillful in mastering the power of the cultivator, and his moves became more and more fierce. If he wanted to survive, he had to fight back.
The talisman ignited at the sight of the light, a burst of green smoke rose up, and the sorrowful cries instantly enveloped the sky over the old steel factory.
Zhang Feng suddenly had the illusion that his head was about to explode, and he was dizzy.
Forced to run the infuriating energy, and then barely stabilized his mind, but the harsh screams still lingered in the ears.
The next moment, the green smoke that the talisman paper turned into, slowly gathered into blue humanoid objects, floating in the air, staring at Zhang Feng together.
"What the hell?" Zhang Feng frowned.
"Zhang Feng, let you see and see today, the real high-level spells, exorcise ghosts!" Feng Lei smirked a few times, peeked at the peach wood sword in his hand, and pointed at Zhang Feng.
Immediately afterwards, screams resounded through the world again, and a dozen cyan humanoid objects rushed towards Zhang Feng with grinning teeth.
The earth-shaking screams are theirs.
These things are the ghosts in Feng Lei's true population!
"A ghost, what can I do?"
Zhang Feng stood on the ground, looking at the screaming ghost with disdain.
He swept across with his sword.
A dozen-meter-long sword light, like a full moon scimitar, slashed across the sky, and a dozen cyan ghosts were cut into pieces on the spot.
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The scream became more high-pitched, and at the same time it was filled with tingling screams.
In the next moment, the six ghosts disappeared into the air like a spring and white snow.
The remaining ghosts were not much better, and they were slashed by the blade light that passed by before they got close to Zhang Feng, and there was nothing left.
"I... I... The ghost who worked so hard to capture this deity was actually killed by you?" Feng Lei couldn't stand the blow, and almost fell from the sky, finally stabilizing his mind.
Zhang Feng said indifferently, "It's just a ghost, the next one to die is you!"
He has become more proficient in his own power, and the domineering in his bones is released again, becoming more powerful and unmatched.
But he knew in his heart that this kind of power was bought at the price of life, and it won't be long before his vitality was exhausted, and that was when he died.
"End the battle as soon as possible, I hope there is still a chance to say goodbye to the ladies."
Zhang Feng secretly said, a happy smile appeared on his face, his eyes were still red, and even a clear red light was emitted.
The strength is improved again, and the vitality is consumed faster...
"Look at my thunder!"
Feng Lei was not convinced, roared, and held up the black skull again.
The purple electric light envelops the skull, which is more dazzling than the previous times when casting spells. Then, a purple electric light with a thick arm struck Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng was prepared for a long time, his eyes could not catch the path of the thunder, but his body had already reacted, slashing with a knife.
The blade light hit the thunder and caused a huge explosion. Out of thin air, a huge fireball with a diameter of seven or eight meters exploded. The air wave overturned everything in a radius of 30 meters. A nearby warehouse collapsed, causing a huge explosion. The waves dispersed, and a layer of land was almost hung on the ground.
The police officers who had been watching for a long time not far away were blown to the ground by the air waves.
It is like a heavy aerial bomb exploding, powerful enough to cover most of the factory area.
When the smoke cleared, Ai Rongrong got up from the ground and looked for Zhang Feng with wide-eyed eyes. She found it. Her small mouth opened unconsciously and her chin was about to dislocate.
"Zhang Feng, you are gone!"
Hearing the yelling, Zhang Feng, who was standing still, quickly touched **, the pants that turned into shorts were completely gone. Fortunately, the pants were still there, but they were a bit tight...
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What are you shouting, I'm not naked again! "
Out of anger, Zhang Feng turned his head and yelled at Ai Rongrong.
Although the pants were gone, he was not injured in the explosion. His perfect body was filled with a sense of primitive strength in the factory area covered by clouds.
Ai Rongrong looked at him, her face was hot, and she hurriedly shouted: "Don't behave on you, your body is important!"
Zhang Feng naturally knows that the body is important, but now, saying this kind of words is of no use at all, once the Ye Feng Frenzy tactic is used, it will stop until death.
Raising his head fiercely, his falcon-like eyes locked on the real Fenglei floating in the sky.
At this time, the real person Fenglei looked miserable, his hair was scattered, the top of his head was blue, the gorgeous Taoist robe was almost completely torn, barely hung on his body, the face that made people unable to distinguish the age, also became old, even appeared Small patches of black age spots.
The explosion just now caused a lot of damage to him. The old face is evidence of the decline of skill.
"Demon Dao, it's my turn again, this time, I will send you to the west!"
Zhang Feng grinned a few times, leaped into the sky, swung his knife in the air, and the blade light brought up a large afterimage, as if dragging a crescent moon, slashing towards the real person Fenglei.
The mighty blade seems to herald the end of the battle.
"The deity is not convinced!"
Feng Lei really yelled with utterly depraved popularity, and quickly put a piece of exquisite talisman paper on the peach wood sword, and after a breath, the talisman paper burned into a plume of blue smoke.
A surprising thing happened. The peach wood sword in his hand suddenly became a three-meter-long giant sword.
"Heaven Sword!"
Shouting, the real Feng Lei threw up the giant sword, and the two fingers of his right hand were brought together and pointed at Zhang Feng.
The giant sword trembled, buzzed like a dragon, and then flew towards Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng directly slashed with the sword and the light, but with a few loud noises, the giant sword was unscathed and struck him again.
Zhang Feng dodges and avoids, the giant sword actually goes in a circle behind him, and strikes again.
"Weird, what kind of spell is this?"
Zhang Feng frowned and whispered and dodged, but he was always chased by the giant sword and had nowhere to hide.
"The deity's ability to look after the house has been forced out by you, Zhang Feng, you should be proud!" The real Feng Lei screamed from the sky, arrogantly boundless.
(End of this chapter)