Unlimited skill point system

Chapter 771 Can't Escape From My Palm
Chen Feng, turned out to be the grand master of the formation? !

Chen Feng is just a young monk under the age of 25. Although his realm strength is among the younger generation, he can be regarded as a monstrous existence, and he is a monstrous genius with extraordinary talents, but the golden robe monk never thought that Chen Feng would What is strong is not the strength of the realm, but the way of formation!

With such powerful formation skills, even in the entire Great Thousand World, there are absolutely not many grand masters of formation techniques to be found!
There was a horrified light in the eyes of the golden-robed cultivator. Although the formation under Chen Feng's feet hadn't formed yet, it had exploded with shocking and inexplicable power!

A playful look flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, he looked at the eyes of the golden-robed monk, raised his mouth slightly, and said, "Next, I'll let you see what a real formation is!"

boom!
As soon as Chen Feng's words fell, there was a sudden roar from under Chen Feng's feet. The berserk aura shot up to the sky, and phantoms of fierce sword qi appeared between the sky and the earth. The astonishing light devours the world and shakes the heavens!

Chen Feng's formation at this moment made the golden robed monk suddenly change color, his voice became trembling and frightened, a gray color suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said: "It...it turned out to be...Sword God Storm Formation? !"

The Sword God's Storm Formation is a famous and fierce formation in the Great Thousand World, so the monks in the Great Thousand World are all dismayed by hearing it. If there is a Sword God Storm Formation in every secret realm relic, the Martial Ancestor The strong in the realm can avoid it!

They simply did not dare to challenge the strength of the Sword God Storm Formation. Chen Feng was able to summon a Sword God Storm Formation in an instant. The shock in the hearts of the golden-robed monks can be imagined!

At the moment when endless sword energy erupted from the Sword God Storm Formation under Chen Feng's feet, the golden-robed monk suddenly discovered that when his Tianzhu Sword Formation touched the phantom sword energy that filled the sky, the handle The saint's treasure turned out to be broken into scrap iron, and it couldn't exist for another second at all!

This situation immediately made the golden robe monk's soul tremble. Even his most powerful ultimate move could not kill Chen Feng. On the contrary, any of Chen Feng's ultimate moves made him dare not compete with him at all!

Chen Feng had more than one such powerful killing move. On top of the golden robed monk, there was a purple-red thunder dragon staring at him. This kind of endless pressure made a Martial Ancestor like him feel To the crisis of death!
In an instant, the monk in the golden robe directly displayed the martial skill of shrinking the ground to an inch. The ground under his feet was changing in a very strange way, as if the ground was compressed together, and the land of a hundred miles was compressed into At a distance of more than one meter, the monk in the golden robe disappeared in an instant, and his movement was very strange!
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly, his voice was like the roar of a thunder and a lion, the voice shook the sky, and it directly reached the ears of the monk in the golden robe who was running for his life in the distance!

"Don't run, you can't escape my palm!"

Chen Feng's voice was very soft, but when Chen Feng's voice reached the ears of the golden-robed cultivator, it was like thunder from heaven, causing bright red blood to flow out of his ears!

(End of this chapter)