Beauty's personal servant

"Big Dipper, seven star chop!"

The autumn water sword in Chen Feng's hand turned into a bright green training, and with boundless momentum, he cut at Yao Wentao.

"Look, it's dark!" On the ground, although the poisonous fog had dissipated, the police still didn't get off for safety. However, they can see the surrounding situation clearly. Between the scenes, it was dark.

Only situ Qiang, who had just climbed out of the fountain, saw it clearly. With Chen Feng's sword, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened. In the sky, only seven green stars appear and disappear, showing a formation of the Big Dipper seven stars.

Under the stars, the power of the Qiushui sword increased greatly, and it was fiercely cut together with the black short sword in Yao Wentao's hand.

"Brush -" the poisonous dragon drill formed by Yao Wentao's black short sword was split by this sword, and then the Qiushui sword continued to chop down.

A blood light suddenly rose, and Yao Wentao's stuffy hum quickly retreated. His right arm, together with the Black Dagger, had left his body and fell straight.

"What's your move? Why is it so sharp?" Yao Wentao was shocked. Chen Feng's sword just now made him feel like he had been walking in the hall of hell.

Chen Feng ignored Yao Wentao's inquiry. He screamed and bullied him again. The Qiushui sword in his hand was extremely sharp. All his moves were strong killing moves.

In a master duel, the victory or defeat is often between one thought and another. Yao Wentao's right hand was broken and his strength decreased sharply. In the face of Chen Feng's overwhelming attack, he had to flash left and right and parry hard. After a while, his body was already dripping with blood, especially a sword wound between his chest and abdomen, which made him shaky.

Faced with the strong spirit of death carried by Chen Feng's long sword, Yao Wentao finally panicked. He quickly patted the storage bag around his waist. Suddenly, a red pill appeared in his hand.

"Red Dragon pill?" Chen Feng sneered: "do you still want to fight the trapped animals?" While talking, Chen Feng's autumn water sword has been cut horizontally. The goal is that the other party holds the left hand of red dragon pill.

Yao Wentao moves fast, but Chen Feng's sword is faster. Before Yao Wentao swallowed the red dragon pill, Chen Feng's sword edge had climbed onto his finger.

"Brush -" with a flash of blood, Yao Wentao's five fingers flew out, and the red dragon pill flew out together.

Chen Feng did not continue to attack, but just took the red dragon pill in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Feeling the familiar breath, Chen Feng sighed: now goodbye, things have changed.

"Hum -" the red dragon pill seemed to be spiritual, beating in Chen Feng's hands. It was like a wanderer who hadn't returned for a long time suddenly saw his parents. Although it was only a pill, Chen Feng could still feel its happiness.

"Roar -" Yao Wentao screamed, and his voice was very loud, which spread out wave after wave. At this moment, the whole Hz City heard this roar. They couldn't help but stop and look in the direction of Wanda Building.

"Whoever you are, you must die today!" After the roar, Yao Wentao said to Chen Feng with great hatred.

Perhaps in order to cooperate with his cruel words, a light roar suddenly sounded in the sky. The howling was long and powerful, and even Chen Feng frowned, revealing a thick dignified color.

The lair has profound cultivation, which is obviously higher than Chen Feng,

After a few breaths, a radiance suddenly came from the horizon. With Chen Feng's eyesight, he naturally saw that someone was coming to resist the sword. Just from the speed of the sword, Chen Feng decided that the cultivation of the newcomer was much better than himself.

"Bold thief, how dare you hurt my Yao family!" Before the person came, the voice came first and drank violently, which made Chen Feng feel pressure suddenly. He was encouraged by Zhenyuan all over and looked coldly at him.

"Hum, if you allow the Yao family to kill people at will, you won't allow others to kill your Yao family?" Under endless pressure, Chen Feng did not see any compromise. However, the old man in front of him is definitely an expert. From his momentum, we can see that he is definitely above the foundation period.

"Father, you must kill him!" A shrill cry sounded. It was Yao Wentao. He flew slowly behind the old man and said bitterly.

The old man looked at Yao Wentao's miserable appearance and frowned. A strong anger oppressed Chen Feng: "little beast, the means are so vicious that I won't kill you!"

"Hahaha -" Chen Feng smiled angrily: "the means are vicious. Releasing poison fog at will is kindness to poison ordinary people?" Speaking of this, Chen Feng struck the autumn water sword and pointed at the old man: "old dog, you and I will never die today. Just put your horse here. If I Chen Feng flinch half a minute today, I'll take your last name!"

Situ Qiang on the ground looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. Today's Mr. Chen has completely subverted his image. Originally, he thought that although Mr. Chen had mysterious skills, he was easy-going and treated people like spring breeze. There was always an inexplicable affinity between his gestures. However, looking at Mr. Chen now, he is full of fighting spirit and high spirited. He is not afraid of powerful enemies. The fighting spirit of the waves makes situ Qiang's blood boil when he is standing on the ground far away. From Mr. Chen's eyes, situ Qiang saw a kind of persistence and self-confidence.

"Come on, Mr. Chen, come on!" Situ Qiang roared out this sentence with his best strength. After roaring, he found that his throat had been torn by the roaring force, and a fishy liquid flowed in the throat.

"Mr. Chen, come on!" Suddenly, a stronger cry broke out in the audience. I saw that the police and soldiers who had already got into the police car stood in place, looking at Chen Feng in the sky with admiration. After situ Qiang's cry, they issued earth shaking cries at the same time.

"Mr. Chen, come on!"

"Mr. Chen, come on!"

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The strong sound waves, like the raging tide of the angry sea, rushed over one wave after another, shaking the surrounding glass windows.

Chen Feng in the air only felt a wave of air coming on his face, which made his hair stand up unconsciously, and every muscle up and down his body was excited.

"Hahaha, OK, let me have a good fight today!" Chen Feng looked up at the sky and smiled. His voice was like rolling thunder. He was heroic and powerful.

"You want to die!" The old man angrily threw a palm into the air at the people on the ground, and a huge palm formed by a powerful Zhenyuan was pressed down.

"Mr. Chen, come on!" It seems to be infected by Chen Feng's momentum. At the moment, the police stood in place fearlessly and looked coldly at the huge palm prints coming from the front. The voice is like the rolling Yangtze River. It is not weaker than the old man's palm in momentum.

Suddenly, a figure flew into the huge palm print and the crowd. A green light, like a beautiful meteor, divided the palm print in two.

"If you want to hurt them, pass me first!" Chen Feng's eyes are cold and imposing.