Beauty's personal servant

They have been fighting for a long time.

The mountains and rivers around Shushan sword sect have long been fragmented because of their fighting.

In the realm of Chen Feng and the old man, it's hard to move mountains and reclaim the sea, but it's easy to flatten a mountain with one blow.

The friars on both sides who were still fighting around did not know when they had quietly stopped fighting. They were divided into two sides, both looking nervously at the two people in the sky.

They know that the key to the victory or defeat of the war lies not in them, but in the two strong men who are fighting in the sky.

As long as one side wins, under the leadership of the strong one who wins, even if the other side has more people, it will soon disappear.

At this moment, the battle between Chen Feng and the old man has entered a white heat. A series of collisions have made both of them play their most powerful strength.

Chen Feng's real yuan strength is similar to that of the old man, but the old man often uses the condensed spirit Qi to attack and kill Chen Feng, which often forces Chen Feng to be in a hurry. Fortunately, Chen Feng's integrated sword spirit is not vegetarian. Before integrating the sword spirit, even if the old man is conceited, he doesn't dare to carry it with him.

The war is still on a par.

"Boom -"

Between mu and ran, the two sides fought fiercely, and their bodies flew backwards for kilometers.

This time, neither of them fought again.

"What a Chen Feng. It seems that I underestimate you. I'm so talented. No wonder the sect leader has repeatedly ordered to kill you!" The old man's face was slightly red, and his high-intensity fighting made him gasp for breath as a seven robbery Sanxian.

Chen Feng looked at each other coldly, but he didn't answer.

"Chen Feng, my name is bi leizhen. It's not a shame if you can die in my hands!" The old man's tone suddenly became deep.

"Lightning rod, interesting." Chen Feng grinned: "if you have any tricks, just use them."

"Good! Then take my move and try it! " Bi leizhen's sleeves suddenly tore open, and pieces of cloth turned into pieces, flying away, revealing a pair of solid arms.

The baby is as white as snow, and the muscles on his arms are bulging. He is full of an explosive sense of strength. He can't see that an old man with such an old appearance should have such hands.

"Those who see my hands are basically dead!" Bi leizhen said to himself, gently comforting his arms, as if playing with a peerless treasure.

Chen Feng's eyes are dignified. These hands are not simple!

"It's snowing all over the sky. Everything is gone!" A sad voice sounded from Bi leizhen's mouth, but Bi leizhen's hands danced slowly with the desolate poem.

Although the speed of hands dancing is very slow, it paradoxically turns into many virtual shadows. The virtual shadow seemed to make Bi leizhen have thousands of arms out of thin air, giving Chen Feng a strong sense of depression.

In front of the picture, Chen Feng sounded a name, thousand hand Guanyin!

When Chen Feng was a little monk whose name was not changed in his previous life, there was a terrible master in the cultivation world. He was both right and evil and walked alone in the cultivation world. Because he had a strange temper and unparalleled concealed weapons, no friars of the same level could live under his concealed weapons. It is said that when he attacked with all his strength, he seemed to have thousands of arms, each of which could emit deadly concealed weapons. It is for this reason that this talent is called thousand hand Guanyin.

If this person is the thousand handed Guanyin of that year, then next, Chen Feng will be in danger.

"Chen Feng, now, you can die!" Suddenly, Bi leizhen stopped dancing his hands. However, the virtual shadows of those arms behind him still did not disperse, but became more solid, as if they were flesh and blood. Even Chen Feng could see the pores on those arms.

"Brush -"

With a strange noise, the sky became gloomy.

Countless concealed weapons burst out of Bi leizhen's hands in an instant, and the overwhelming momentum blocked the sun.

This is the horror of concealed weapon experts. If he put Bi leizhen into an army, he could kill tens of thousands of troops in a moment. At this moment, Bi leizhen applied Chen Feng's move of killing thousands of people in an instant. How great the pressure Chen Feng will face!

You know, every concealed weapon of Bi leizhen is equivalent to his strike of seven robbing Sanxian. This dense concealed weapon, how powerful it should be. I'm afraid even if it's eight robbers, I don't dare to face it easily.

The speed of concealed weapons flying is very fast. In a twinkling, Chen Feng was submerged by infinite concealed weapons, just like a hard rock on the beach was swept away by a wave.

"Chen Feng, under the flying snow of my move, you will die!" Bi Lei Zhen was slightly panting, and his face showed a touch of pride. No one has ever survived this move under the flying snow. Even if they can survive, they are seriously injured and dying. It doesn't take much effort to kill them.

At this moment, Bi leizhen's mind is already speculating about the reward given to Chen Feng by the sect leader after he killed him.

"There is no doubt that you will die, not necessarily!" When Bi leizhen was very proud, a voice suddenly came out of the concealed weapons.

Then, a white light pierced the wall curtain composed of countless concealed weapons.

"That's... Impossible!" Bi leizhen's eyes were full of horror and his mouth was wide open.

I saw that a sword light from Lingtian burst through the wall and curtain of the concealed weapon and stabbed it out. The sharp sword Qi crushed all the concealed weapons into fragments wherever it passed.

After the sword light, Chen Feng followed closely. His clothes were broken and countless wounds were all over his body. Blood was still flowing on the wounds. It can be seen that Bi leizhen's flying snow did great harm to him.

"I've seen your most powerful blow and reciprocity. You also eat my sword!" Chen Feng's voice was cold and fierce, but his fingers pointed at BI leizhen, sneered and shouted, "break the sky and kill!"

Suddenly, the white sword burst out, turned into a white light and rushed towards Bi leizhen.

It seems to have crossed the limit of space. The sword of breaking the sky suddenly crossed a distance of thousands of meters and directly appeared in front of Bi leizhen!

Space power! The hesitant opponent is the powerful Qijie Sanxian. Chen Feng is afraid that the sky breaking sword will fail, so in this sword, Chen Feng tries to integrate the space force, hoping to speed up the speed of the sky breaking sword.

Facts have proved that Chen Feng's idea is right. Looking at the broken sky sword that suddenly appeared in front of him, Bi leizhen just didn't react. When he wanted to dodge quickly, the broken sky sword had pierced his body silently.

PA: I'm really in a bad state. In addition, I'm in a bad mood due to complicated family affairs. I can't write any more today. Otherwise, you read like chewing wax, that is, I am not responsible for you. So, forgive me that I only have 2 more today. Let me adjust my mind and tidy up my thoughts. Let's fight again!