"You came down from the cultivation world," Chen Feng suddenly raised his brows and a light flashed in his eyes.
The performance of this cold man is very strange. Whether it is the eggs of monsters, the method of nourishing spirits with blood, or the ability to call out the disguise pill, and the treasure-level flying sword, these series of things add up. , let Chen Feng judge that this stern man should have come from the world of cultivation.
The subsequent performance of the stern man convinced Chen Feng that his judgment was correct.
After hearing Chen Feng's words, the stern man's body suddenly shook. His flying sword also slowed down a bit, and he was instantly chased by Chen Feng.
Without any hesitation, Chen Feng pointed at the cold man, and with terrifying force, Chen Feng pointed his finger at the cold man's head.
"Whoosh," the stern man tilted his head, but he avoided the finger, but his speed was slightly slower.
Chen Feng never thought that one blow would be effective. The cold man's speed slowed down just as Chen Feng had planned. At this time, Chen Feng had already surpassed the cold man by one sword length. Without hesitation, the Qiushui Sword under Chen Feng's feet suddenly flew away. He stood up and was in Chen Feng's hands in an instant. Chen Feng violently swiped at him and slashed at the cold man from the waist.
Chen Feng's move was beyond the cold man's expectation. This attack could not be launched casually. If he were to attack earlier, he would not be able to hit him. If he was later, he would not be able to catch up. Chen Feng was able to accomplish this in a rapid pursuit. Accurate attacks, that computing power, how terrifying.
In desperation, the cold man gritted his teeth, and the flying sword under his feet instantly separated from his feet, blocking the Qiushui Sword's horizontal slash with a "dang" sound. Then, the cold man held the flying sword and quickly attacked Chen Feng.
The sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" was heard endlessly. Chen Feng and the cold man collided all the way in the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters. The two people were in free fall and fell rapidly.
Strong men in the false elixir stage can already stay in the air for a long time with the help of their true energy. Therefore, falling from a distance of 10,000 meters may seem thrilling, but in fact it is just a near miss. Sure enough, it is almost to the ground. At that moment, the bodies of Chen Feng and the cold man slowed down, falling gently to the ground like a piece of falling goose feather.
"Strive,," a cold light suddenly flashed, piercing through Chen Feng's figure like lightning. Before the cold man could be happy, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind, and a green light jumped wantonly, streaking towards him like lightning. On the back of the man's neck, the man sneered and moved his body strangely, like a swimming fish, bypassing the attack of the Qiushui Sword and attacking Chen Feng again...
The fighting between the two sides was extremely fierce. In just one breath, they had already attacked each other dozens of times, and the fierce fighting continued without stopping.
"Ding,," I don't know how long it took, the sword tips clashed, the energy collided, and the cold man's body kept retreating.
"How could it be possible? It's obviously a fake elixir in the early stage. Why is your true energy so much ahead of mine?" the cold man said with a hint of red at the corner of his mouth, full of surprise.
Chen Feng was also a little solemn, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that you are still a sword cultivator. No wonder you were able to fight with me for so long." "But..." Chen Feng smiled coldly, and waved the autumn water in his hand: "In my case, You don’t see enough in front of me,”
"Hey," the green sword light was like a green snake, going straight to the cold man's throat.
"Hmph, don't force me," the man shouted, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly burst into intense white light.
"Roar," a deep dragon roar sounded, and a small white dragon shot out and instantly wrapped around the body of the Qiu Shui Sword.
The little white dragon is only two meters long. It looks like it is carved from white marble. It looks extremely beautiful. However, the dragon head has a fierce expression. Its two dragon eyes are as wide as copper bells, exuding a hint of coldness, and its mouth has sharp teeth. To make up for it, between opening his mouth, intense cold air spurted out.
Xiaolong may seem small in size, but its weight is considerable. After wrapping the Qiu Shui Sword around him, Chen Feng felt that his hand was heavy and he could hardly hold it.
"Roar," Xiaolong swam along the Qiushui Sword and bullied Chen Feng's body like lightning. He quickly spurted out a cold current from his mouth and hit Chen Feng's head. This cold current was extremely cold, even if it was a fake elixir period. Even the strong ones can't get any benefits.
At the critical moment, Chen Feng made a "squeak" sound, and a red light suddenly erupted from his mouth. The red light exuded scorching heat, and instantly evaporated the cold current emitted by the white dragon.
The red light shimmered in mid-air, like a shrunken sun, exuding blazing heat. It was the Earth's Heart Fire. It had entered the false elixir stage. Chen Feng became more comfortable with the use of the Earth's Spirit Fire, and could already use it initially. attack.
"This is the True Fire of Samadhi. No, it's obviously only a fake elixir stage. How can there be the True Fire of Samadhi?" the cold man exclaimed in disbelief.
Chen Feng did not explain, but controlled the earth's inner fire to shoot rapidly at the white dragon coiled on the Qiu Shui Sword.
"Little dragon, run quickly," the stern man shouted, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Chen Feng desperately. Obviously, this little white dragon was very important to him.
The little white dragon instantly jumped into the air, trying to dodge the attack of the Earth's Mind Fire. However, while blocking the man's attack, Chen Feng controlled the Earth's Mind Fire and suddenly exploded, splitting into hundreds of flowers, like a fire net, attacking the white dragon from all directions. go.
This method of controlling flames has become even more handy after Chen Feng entered the false elixir stage.
"Roar," a painful low groan sounded, and the fire net had suddenly shrunk, covering the white dragon. The white dragon was originally an ice dragon, and the flame was its nemesis, not to mention the more advanced earthly fire. It directly hurts its origin.
"Little dragon, come back quickly," the cold and stern man yelled at the top of his lungs. The flying sword in his hand glowed with white light, like a bright light in the dark night, guiding the white little dragon on his way back.
"It's too late," Chen Feng sneered, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the earth's inner fire suddenly rose.
"Roar,,wu,,," the little white dragon let out a mournful cry. The cold light in his eyes gradually disappeared and became hollow. The body that was originally struggling in the air also became weak and fell straight to the ground, flopping a few times. Next, there was no more movement.
Chen Feng looked at the dead white dragon coldly, without any guilt in his heart. The way of cultivation is to prey on the weak and the strong. No one is right or wrong. There is no mercy for the enemy.
"You killed my little dragon. This is my good brother. You actually killed him. It was you... you forced me... I want you to die." Under the cold man's tearful eyes, blood rose. The next moment, a red pill appeared in his hand.
"Grow the magic pill," Chen Feng looked stern and shouted out loud,