"Min," a deep voice suddenly came from the sword formation. The next moment, Chen Feng saw a gap in the Liuhe sword formation without any warning, and the middle-aged body of Tie stepped out of it with dignity.
"Retreat," almost instinctively, lightning flashed under Chen Feng's feet, and his figure flew towards the distance like a meteor.
"boom,,"
Just as Chen Feng left, the space where he was standing suddenly shattered inch by inch, and a figure slowly appeared outside the broken space. It was none other than middle-aged Tie.
But the figure that was stepping out of the gap in the sword formation was still walking slowly, and it gradually disappeared after a few breaths.
"Okay, you actually saw through my 'Shadow Splitting Technique'. It's really interesting." Outside the broken space, the middle-aged man named Tie looked coldly at Chen Feng in the distance, with cold eyes: "You should be proud that you can force If I use such a trump card, you will be the first one below the Mahayana stage,"
"Proud, you alone are not worthy of making me proud," Chen Feng laughed, but his eyes were surprisingly solemn.
"The Tyrant Dragon Sect is indeed a behemoth that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Its foundation is really unmatched by rising stars like the Cen family. The technique of shadow splitting, Tyrant Dragon Jue, and even the Tyrannical Killing Boxing Technique, all make the Tyrant Dragon Sect monks His combat power is much stronger than that of ordinary monks,"
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng's thoughts were flowing in his mind like running water: "We can't waste time with him. Who knows what powerful moves he has yet to come up with. We must fight quickly."
"The art of splitting shadows, the art of thousands of shadows," the middle-aged figure named Tie shouted, and his body split rapidly. In an instant, thousands of middle-aged figures named Tie appeared in front of Chen Feng. .
These thousands of figures are all so solid and their auras are so violent that it is impossible to tell which one is the real body and which one is the phantom.
"Boy, let's end it here," thousands of figures spoke in unison, their voices uniform.
The next moment, thousands of figures roared into action, each wielding a killing fist with astonishing power.
Chen Feng's wretched eyes looked coldly at the thousands of figures rushing toward him.
He had to quickly find the true form before the attack came, and choose one out of a thousand. This was a difficult decision. As long as there was the slightest mistake, he would have to bear the blow of the violent storm caused by the old man named Tie. Such a blow was deadly.
The powerful mental power was overwhelmingly swayed, and every detail of the thousands of figures was clearly seen in Chen Feng's mind.
Chen Feng secretly rejoiced that he had the spiritual power of the late Mahayana period, otherwise, this situation would have been a dead end.
Chen Feng's mental power is like a high-speed machine, rapidly scanning all the details and analyzing them meticulously. This is a race against death. Only by finding the opponent's true form before death arrives can Chen Feng defeat the enemy.
"Go to hell," suddenly, thousands of figures all appeared in front of Chen Feng, shouting in unison, waving their fists in synchrony, and unleashing a killing blow.
The strong power fluctuations came overwhelmingly, making Chen Feng unable to distinguish between true and false.
At the same time, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and a strong fighting spirit shot out wildly.
"Green clothes, give me a helping hand," Chen Feng shouted crazily in his heart, and the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand stabbed wildly in a certain direction.
At the same time, green power surged out of Sword Spirit Green's body crazily and poured into the Sky-Breaking Sword.
"call out,,"
The sound of sword whistling shocked the entire monks in Lincang City. For a moment, all the monks below the Nascent Soul stage squatted on the ground in pain, blocking their ears with both hands, but blood still gurgled.
"Breaking the sky with one sword, kill," Chen Feng's roar was accompanied by the roar of the sword. A three-color sword energy suddenly shot out from the sky-breaking sword, carrying the energy of destroying the sky and destroying the earth. One of the thousands of figures shot away quickly.
Victory or defeat once again depended on him. If Chen Feng made a mistake in his judgment and inspired the Sky-breaking Sword, he would no longer be able to fight against the middle-aged man named Tie, and would have no choice but to let the mermaid become his flesh, and he would be doomed.
"hiss,,"
The sword light shot quickly, quickly submerging that figure, as if it were submerging an insignificant point in the sky.
"No," however, this insignificant figure made a desperate sound at this moment, like a cry before death, extremely desperate.
Listening to this figure, Chen Feng knew that he had won the bet.
In the critical moment, Chen Feng accurately seized the one-in-a-thousandth chance and successfully hit the body of the middle-aged man surnamed Tie.
Except for the figure, all the other 999 figures' tricks fell on Chen Feng, but Chen Feng didn't even frown.
I saw that the move that fell on him had no feeling at all, and as the move was implemented, those figures quickly disappeared without even a trace.
All the figures disappeared, and in the originally "crowded" sky, only Chen Feng was left standing empty in the air, holding a black long sword, majestic.
As for the middle-aged man named Tie, not even a single corpse could be found. Under Chen Feng's sky-shattering sword, there were no bones left of the middle-aged man named Tie.
"Father," Tie Biqiao wailed, her eyes were blood red, and she rushed toward Chen Feng like lightning, as if she wanted to avenge her father. Looking at the aura of this woman, she turned out to be a monk in the late stage of integration.
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities." Chen Feng casually slashed away with the three-color true energy in the Sky-Breaking Sword.
Although Po Tian Yijian drained most of his true energy, it was still possible to casually kill some monks who had not even reached the stage of transcending the tribulation.
The sword light flashed past, and Tie Biqiao's figure was completely swallowed up. When the sword light passed by, what was left in the air was only a corpse that had been chopped into two pieces.
Tie Biqiao, the eldest lady of Lincang City, died.
"Who else wants to come and die?" Chen Feng looked at the people on Yi Canglong's side in the sky with a serious face.
"Gulu," everyone swallowed and looked at Chen Feng with twinkling eyes.
Even the strongest middle-aged man named Tie was killed by Chen Feng. What capital did they have to fight with Chen Feng
"Chen Feng, do you know that the person you killed was Elder Tie Jue of the Tyrant Dragon Sect. Elder Tie Jue is highly respected in the Tyrant Dragon Sect. If you kill him, you will definitely be pursued endlessly by the Tyrant Dragon Sect," Yi Canglong He shouted coldly, but his eyes were a little dodgey.
He was really afraid of Chen Feng, fearing that Chen Feng would kill him if he didn't like him.
"So what," Chen Feng chuckled, his eyes full of determination: "Whether it is the king of heaven or the devil of hell, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me."
As he said that, Chen Feng looked at those people with seriousness: "Do you want to kill me?"
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