Beauty's personal servant

"Am I tired? How familiar is the sound? God, it's Chen Feng -- "

Wen Chen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the smiling man in front of him in shock.

"Why, don't you want it to be me?" Chen Feng looked at Wen Chen with a smile, and his eyes were full of ridicule: "unexpectedly, the young leader of the elegant light sword sect was hung naked on the willow like this. It's really strange."

"This..." the old face of warm dust is red, the tone is somewhat unnatural: "Chen Feng, how did you come, do you know how dangerous it is here?"

Said here, Wen Chen's face suddenly dignified: "although I am suspended here, I can hear the conversation of the members of the surrounding righteous Association clearly."

"You'd better go. There are dozens of strong players in the out of body period in the Zhengqi club. The president of the Zhengqi club has reached the peak in the middle of the out of body period. He can almost break through. He is definitely the strongest among all the players."

Wen Chen said that Chen Feng had learned from Gao Liang before.

Indeed, the righteousness at the moment will definitely not be something he can deal with.

However, if we leave Wenchen alone, it is definitely not something Chen Feng can do. Moreover, Gao Liang has told Chen Feng that the president of the Zhengqi Association took most of the out of body period to hunt and kill high-level monsters, and most of the Yuanying monks of the Zhengqi association also went out to hunt and kill Yuanying monsters. At the moment, the experts in the Zhengqi association are extremely limited.

In addition to the many out of body periods killed by Chen Feng, there are few in this camp that can pose a threat to Chen Feng.

"Don't talk yet. I'll put you down first!" Chen Feng stretched out his hand and held the burning sun flying sword in his hand at will.

"Ding Ding" twice, the iron lock made of special material suddenly broke, and Wen Chen's body fell down softly.

"It feels good to be down-to-earth!" Warm dust moved his stiff body and said weakly.

At the moment, his cultivation was sealed, and he was tortured by Jiang Qing all day. At the moment, he was very weak.

"Well, Chen Feng, lend me a suit of clothes?" Wen Chen shyly extended his hand to Chen Feng.

"Take it!" Chen Feng threw out a ring at random, which was obtained from the period when the healthy qi would come out of the body. There should be clothes to change and wash at ordinary times.

As soon as Wen Chen's eyes brightened, he recognized that this was the storage ring. The storage ring is extremely precious in the Yunlong mountains, which is not owned by his descendants in their infancy. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng was so generous that he threw him a storage ring.

Without any politeness, Wen Chen happily took the ring, recognized the LORD with blood, probed into his spiritual strength, and immediately took out a long shirt and put it on himself.

At the moment, many members of the righteous Association gathered up from all around maliciously and vaguely surrounded Chen Feng and others.

"Chen Feng, be careful! There are several out of body smells around. " Xinghai whispered to Chen Feng.

As a monk in the early stage of out of body, he can naturally feel the breath of the same realm.

Of course, as early as Xinghai reminded, Chen Feng already had an induction. However, he did not worry too much.

The smells in front of him are not very strong. They should be mediocre people in the early stage of getting out of the body. Chen Feng has full confidence to clean up.

More and more members of the positive Qi Association gathered around, and a strong murderous spirit constantly emerged, impacting Wenchen's nerves.

"Chen Feng, can you stop it?" Wen Chen said confidently.

These people in front of us are more than enough to wipe out the Yunlong mountains.

"Don't worry, it's just some small miscellaneous hairs. I can handle it." Chen Feng said with relief, his face full of the feeling of being calm.

"Hahaha, what a dead boy!" A burst of heavy laughter suddenly came. A strong man jumped out of the crowd and looked at Chen Feng with killing intention: "a Yuanying dared to say such words in the early stage, boy, you have the courage!"

This person has strong muscles, and his whole body is like a volcano about to erupt, as if his hands and feet would erupt into an amazing power.

"If any of you take down his head, I will give him a reward!" The strong man said wildly to many yuan Yingji members around him, his eyes full of banter.

"Pretty tough, you still can't change your playfulness. If you want me to see, you go to battle yourself and tear these people apart, so as not to waste everyone's time. You know, it seems that another group of nuns have been brought back just now. I'm waiting to taste it. " A thin young man stood up and joked to the strong man.

"Cut, a little bastard in her infancy, isn't it bullying and being laughed at? It's the one around him. He can stand my punches. " With that, he shouted to Xinghai with disdain: "that boy, I'll fight with you later. If I can't put you down within ten moves, I promise you can get out alive!"

Xinghai looked at it faintly and said nothing.

"Hum, it's fierce. It seems that the other party doesn't buy your account." The thin young man continued to be sarcastic, his eyes full of schadenfreude.

Who knows, his face was very fierce. He waved his iron fist at the thin young man impolitely and scolded: "Yin Jiewen, do you want me to try my iron fist so much?"

"Ha ha, where, where, you go on, I'll watch the play!" Yin Jiewen smiled and stopped talking.

"Who took the man's head? I have a big reward!" He glanced at Yin Jiewen with satisfaction and suddenly shouted.

"I'll go!"

Suddenly, a friar who was ready to move jumped out and jumped to Chen Feng.

"Very good. Kill him and I will reward you with a quasi spirit weapon!" He looked at the monk who rushed up with great satisfaction and said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, all the friars at the scene looked at the first man who rushed to Chen Feng with a burst of jealousy in their eyes.

"Tut tut Tut, as expected, he is a blacksmith. He is generous." Yin Jiewen smiled and looked at Chen Feng with more pity.

Spirit tool is the most powerful magic weapon that most practitioners can master. Generally speaking, unless they have a deep background, if other monks want to afford a low-grade spirit instrument, they must at least reach the level of out of body stage.

Under the spirit tool, there is another equally powerful magic weapon, that is, the quasi spirit tool. Quasi spirit tools are absolutely superior to all treasure tools, but there is still some gap in power compared with spirit tools. But even so, a quasi spirit instrument can still make many yuan infants crazy. Whoever gets the quasi spirit weapon, his strength is bound to change dramatically.

In this world that respects the strong, who will not strive for the opportunity to improve themselves?

"Boy, thank you for giving me a quasi spirit weapon!" The face of the yuan Yingji friar who rushed to Chen Feng earlier was full of ecstasy, and the power of the attack in his hand was even more powerful.

In everyone's eyes, he is the strength of Yuanying's later stage. It's a piece of cake to deal with a friar in Yuanying's early stage.

Figures intersect in an instant!

"It's not that easy to get a quasi spirit instrument."

With a burst of slightly ridiculed words, the former friars in the later stage of Yuanying suddenly flew out at a faster speed and smashed a large number of friars.