Immediately, Fei Jian and Chen Feng fell down together.
With a scream of exclamation, Chen Feng jumped up from the ground, constantly rubbing his buttocks.
Another sword sound sounded, and the blade of the Dragon Slaying and Subduing Dragon Sword trembled, and then the black light flickered, and the flying sword flew in the air in the Jiange Pavilion.
The powerful turbulence forced Chen Feng to retreat again and again.
With the trembling of the Dragon Slaying Demon Sword, thousands of flying swords in the Jiange came out of their bodies and rotated, and the sword lights flickered in the Jiange.
Jumping, half-squatting, lying on the ground, rolling over like leapfrogs, at this moment, Chen Feng was so anxious that he was sweating coldly.
Did this flying sword really want his own life? Shaking left and right, "Thousand Machine Ghost Phantom" was used to avoid flying swords. Suddenly, many flying swords passed through afterimages, but they didn't hurt Chen Feng at all.
"Bastard..." Chen Feng roared angrily, did this Feijian want his own life
Chen Feng cast "Thousand Machine Ghost Phantom" and leaped towards the dragon and demon sword, trying to catch the flying sword, but the flying sword kept dodging.
"Do you want to escape? It's not that easy..." Chen Feng stomped his feet hard, and his jumping body still displayed the "Thousand Machine Ghost Phantom" in midair.
Suddenly in the sky, Chen Feng's figure was everywhere.
"Thousands of Illusionary Hands." With the afterimage, he cast the Thousand Machines of Illusionary Hands, and immediately, thousands of hand shadows flickered in the sword pavilion.
"How is this possible?..." The strong men on Tianjian Peak were all shocked. Although this thousand-machine magic hand is the most basic skill of the sect, this kid has already reached the realm of Dzogchen.
Not only that, but in such a realm, two skills are combined into one, and they are all extremely complicated footwork and techniques.
Is this a ghost among geniuses? Everyone was shocked, and Feng Zhenzi's face was also shocked. At this moment, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.
But Yu Zhenzi was very satisfied, and said happily in his heart: "This boy, who has been lost for so long, finally gave my master a face!"
Exercising the "Thousand Machines Transformation Hand", he tightly held the dragon and demon sword with both hands, and it seemed that the flying sword did not want to be controlled by him.
Chen Feng knew that this sword must be unusual, one sword sounded, and it was Wan Jian who came out of his body. This sword must be the king of swords, and he must get this sword.
The flying sword flew and shot, but Chen Feng held onto it tightly, and his body was also driven by the flying sword to fly left and right in the sky.
Driving in the Jiange at a very high speed, Chen Feng was already dizzy at this time, but he still clenched his hands tightly and refused to let go for a moment.
At this time, Fei Jian couldn't get rid of Chen Feng, and seemed to be angry. A sword cry brought Chen Feng to collide with each other on the hidden space of the wall.
After collisions again and again, Chen Feng endured severe pain. If he hadn't possessed the giant spirit godhead and fused with the bones of the hell dragon, his bones would have already broken!
Although the bones were not broken, Chen Feng was also uncomfortable with the strong collision. At this time, he endured severe pain and his face was already distorted.
Chen Feng's mouth was full of blood, and the blood was gushing out from between the teeth of his tightly closed mouth.
His face was distorted, and Chen Feng's blood-red eyes widened. Enduring the severe pain, the corners of his eyes were torn apart in the intense staring, and his eyes were stained red with blood.
Blood stuck to the eyeballs, and the stinging pain was transmitted from the eyes to the bottom of the heart.
Severe pain, heart-piercing howls, but with the roars, there are still impacts again and again. Both hands clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, the palm of the hand holding the sword was torn, and blood came out from between the palm and the hilt.
The dragon and demon sword was stained with Chen Feng's blood, and it seemed to be even more frenzied at this moment. It was too difficult for this human being to get rid of it.
Chen Feng was originally unwilling to admit defeat, so when he encountered the sword he liked, he naturally wanted to get it with all his might!
The Sword of Slaying Dragon and Extinguishing Demon hit into the dark compartment, and Chen Feng also fell into the wall. A lot of flesh and blood were scraped off inside the wall.
"Bastard..." Chen Feng roared angrily enduring the severe pain.
At this moment, on Feijian Peak, no one spoke. The scene was too bloody, even though they were all masters in the spiritual world.
But seeing such a bloody scene, my heart was full of chills.
Seeing Chen Feng's miserable situation, Chen Feng's strong will actually made many people's blood boil. "Surrender it..." Some elite disciples began to cheer for him even though their realm was much higher than Chen Feng's.
Yu Zhenzi nodded in satisfaction, his apprentice did have the demeanor of a school of masters, and he finally chose the right person.
And Feng Zhenzi beside him was also pale, he was frightened, it is unimaginable that a name has such firm willpower!
Even if it was him, he would let go if he endured such pain.
Everyone was aroused by Chen Feng, and the only one who was worried about Chen Feng was Baihua Fairy Ziyun.
She hoped that Chen Feng would let go, so that she would suffer less pain. But looking at Chen Feng's staring eyes with cracked corners, she hoped that he would hold on to the hilt of his sword and not give up.
At this moment, she was very contradictory in her heart, and she didn't know why her heart ached, but watching him suffer was so sore that she couldn't bear it.
Shooting through the wall, Chen Feng still didn't let go of the bumps on the wall.
"Ah!..." With a roar, blood gushed out from his mouth.
The muscles of Chen Feng's arms also swelled up terribly at this moment.
At this moment, the flying sword pierced the ground, and Chen Feng also planned to subdue the sword at this moment.
"Thousand catty pendant." Chen Feng originally had a very strong strength attribute point, but at this time, the skills in the game in the previous life were displayed by him.
The body was half squatting in the air, and the flying sword fell to the ground with both hands.
Under the huge gravity, Chen Feng formed a lunge and stood on the ground, holding the flying sword tightly with both hands that he wanted to fly out.
Standing on the ground like this, the ground that was originally cracked, now the gravel flew up, and the ground was completely dilapidated.
At this time, several places on Chen Feng's body were covered in blood and flesh, but the game system restricted the bleeding state.
At this time, Chen Feng was standing on the ground with strides, like a giant at this time, with the aura of being one man and one man who can't be separated from others!
With both hands, the arms are pulled apart, as if drawing a bow. The Dragon Slaying Demon Sword was heavily thrust into the ground.
Suddenly, the stone exploded.
With the pressure of the whole body, the sword was actually stuck on the ground.
"Bastard... disobedient... FJ, right!..." Chen Feng put one knee on the flying sword, held down the flying sword with one hand, and punched down frantically with the other hand.
"TMDFJ... TMDGJ... TMDFJ... I'll kill you..." Chen Feng's fist was so powerful that one can imagine it!
Fist hit, the skin on Chen Feng's fist was broken, and blood flowed out.