Beauty's personal servant

"Die!"

The voice of Tianlong scattered people is rolling. How powerful it is.

His palms, golden with a thick purple air, are about to be printed on Chen Feng's chest. The powerful power fluctuates, as if Chen Feng's body would be torn apart in the next moment.

At this time, Chen Feng's fist has just been launched.

Chen Feng's fist seems very slow, like a snail crawling out slowly. But in the blink of an eye, it was all stretched and hit the palm of Tianlong Sanren.

The boundless and sharp breath continuously spits and shoots on Chen Feng's fist. It is like a sharp sword, which is extremely sharp.

Chen Feng didn't strike this punch at will, but Chen Feng condensed Chen Feng's understanding of kendo. One punch has a tendency to break the sky and a sword. However, the sky breaking sword is a combination of energy, but this fist condenses the pure true yuan.

It belongs to Zhenyuan in the Yellow Sutra of dragon desire for mystery!

Fists and palms intersected, but surprisingly there was no sound.

The sky dragon broke the sun palm as if it had been forbidden, leaving only the golden light and purple gas in the palm constantly puffing and puffing, like a poisonous snake ready to go.

Chen Feng's fist is the same, leaving only the boundless sharp fist, like a fierce tiger trying to attack.

The victory or defeat is based on these two energies!

"Amitabha!" Lord Guangming announced the Buddha's name. Unconsciously, several beads of sweat condensed from his bald head. This phenomenon is very rare after he became the immortal of nine robberies.

The people in the Spring Festival Hall below were all absorbed and held their breath, clenched their fists, looking forward to Chen Feng's towering figure and full of expectation. I don't know when their fist hearts are wet.

"Hehe, the outcome has been divided." Han Wei's laughter suddenly sounded again, as if he had penetrated the end of the battle.

"What has been decided?" The middle-aged beautiful woman was slightly stunned: "who do you say will win?"

"Chen Feng!" Han Wei said bluntly, with endless confidence in his voice.

"You nonsense..." the middle-aged beautiful woman was about to refute, but she heard the sound of "whew". Turning her head, she saw that the sharp fist meaning on Chen Feng's fist still broke through the golden light and purple gas on Tianlong's broken sun palm, and hit Tianlong's scattered people's palms hard.

"Pa pa pa -"

Bursts of cracking sound sounded, but I saw that Tianlong Sanren's palms were like setting off firecrackers, crackling. With each sound, there was a burst of flesh and blood.

In the twinkling of an eye, the hands of Tianlong Sanren had hung down powerlessly. For a moment and a half, they couldn't lift half their strength at all.

"Hey, next, it's my performance!" With a cold smile, Chen Feng suddenly waved a hook again.

This fist is not as cohesive as the previous fist, but purely driven by physical power.

However, if anyone dares to underestimate Chen Feng's physical strength, it is an act of death.

With the sound of "bang -" Chen Feng's hook fist hit Tianlong Sanren's face, who couldn't dodge because of his hands injury.

"Poof -"

The head of Tianlong Sanren was thrown, and several bloody broken teeth sprayed out.

"Boy, you must die!" The Tianlong scattered people couldn't care about the burning pain on their face. They gave a low cry and moved their body to get out of Chen Feng's attack range.

"Talk back hard. Today I don't talk about you, so your grandmother can't recognize it. My surname is not Chen!" Chen Feng shouted fiercely. Then his body flashed and suddenly appeared next to the Dragon scattered people. Another hook hit the other half of his face.

"Blink?" Tianlong Sanren suddenly had an idea in his heart, but he felt another mountain like pain on his face.

"Poof -"

Several broken teeth spit out again.

Tianlong Sanren was worried. Chen Feng gave him a feeling of tarsal maggot. Just a blink, he couldn't hide.

"Chen Feng, you will regret it!" The Tianlong individual scolded loudly, and raised a strong real yuan in his hand. Unexpectedly, he was going to make a move again.

"Regret, I'll make you regret first!" Chen Feng's figure flashed again and moved to the front of Tianlong Sanren. A quick fist blew out like a meteor and hit the front teeth of Tianlong Sanren.

"Bang bang -"

The front teeth were broken at that time, and Ben Juli poured it into the throat of Tianlong Sanren.

"Chen Feng, you and I will never die!" Tianlong Sanren still roared stubbornly, but his leaky mouth made his voice sound very uncomfortable.

"Speak back!" Chen Feng's power was unforgiving. He hit down one fist after another. All his fists hit the face of Tianlong Sanren.

Suddenly, the face of Tianlong Sanren was like a dyeing workshop, which was very spectacular.

This is how the master fights. Either they are evenly matched. Once one side falls into passivity, the war situation will show a one-sided situation until one side is completely defeated.

Watching Chen Feng beat Tianlong scattered people violently, everyone watching the war below felt a burst of fear. Chen Feng is too cruel. What's wrong with the fight, but he punches in the face. How can Tianlong meet people in the future?

"Amitabha, almsgiver, stop!" Finally, Lord Guangming couldn't stand.

After all, Tianlong Sanren is his companion. He is the one who wants to kill into the tomb of immortals and look for opportunities. If he doesn't help at the moment, he is bound to leave a trace of resentment in Tianlong Sanren's heart.

"Chen Feng, almost!" Han Wei also said at the right time: "the lesson has been taught. Just let him go."

"You're lucky!" As soon as Chen Feng closed his fist, he opened a distance with the Tianlong scattered people, then looked at the embarrassed Tianlong scattered people from a distance and asked contemptuously, "old man, do you dare to be hard spoken?"

“……”

Tianlong looked at Chen Feng in horror, but they didn't dare to say another word. At the moment, Chen Feng's momentum has risen. Even if he still has a killer mace, he can't shake Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, you are very skilled. I understand." Lord Guangming folded his hands: "Amitabha, if you have fate, I will see you again in the future. If there is nothing wrong, we will leave first."

Chen Feng curled his mouth and felt disgusted in his heart. The bald donkey speaks well, but Chen Feng can't hear the dark feeling contained in it.

Han Wei's four people smiled and hugged the bright Buddha: "let's go!"

Lord Guangming announced the Buddha's name, and then called the Tianlong scattered people. They turned into two streamers and flew away.

However, before the Tianlong scattered people left, there were two angry lights on their already non human faces, which made Chen Feng's heart kill: "old thing, don't fall into my hands. Next time, you won't let go so easily."

"Hehe, Chen Feng, I really admire you for your extraordinary power." After they left, the barefoot giant smiled at Chen Feng and said, "I happen to have a few kilograms of strength. I don't know if you'd like to have a duel."

"Makino, don't forget the purpose of our visit today!" The middle-aged woman glanced at the barefoot man, then turned her head and looked at Han Wei: "Han Wei, I've seen this one too. Where's your partner?"