Co-renting Little Medical Fairy

I saw that Feng Ming's body was filled with black magic gas, covering his whole person. No one saw that his body changed like this. Anyway, when the magic gas dispersed, Feng Ming unexpectedly grew two heads and four arms!

Yes, it's like Nezha's three heads and six arms, but his three heads and six arms. Except for the head on the front, all the other heads look like evil ghosts, with angry eyes and tusks. They look very terrible.

"Tianmo Wuxiang skill!"

Mo Shaoling exclaimed with a solemn look on his face. It was obvious that the magic power of anonymity was difficult for even him.

The disciples of zhengjianmen who were watching the battle all around were afraid that Feng Mingming turned out to be like this. Some people even began to shout "monsters".

Although they are martial arts, they are still mortals in the end. Their knowledge is limited. They have never seen such magic skills. Naturally, they think that the nameless letter is a monster or monster.

"You can force me to use the magic power. You are the first in so many years!"

The head in the middle of Mo Shaoling looked at Chu Jingfeng and said coldly that a terrible momentum broke out, and its strength was infinitely approaching the golden elixir period!

Chu Jingfeng knew for a long time that whether it was mo Shaoling or Fengming, the strength was very strong, and the black cloud of Jin Xingzong could not be compared with them.

If the two men do their best, I'm afraid none of the people in the early days of the golden elixir is their opponent, especially Mo Shaoling. Although the two swords are not out of their scabbard, they give Chu Jingfeng a very dangerous feeling.

As for Feng nameless, you can't underestimate your strength when you show the power of heaven devil's selflessness!

Both of them have two brushes. They are probably the most powerful people in the foundation period of the Kunlun ruins.

Chu Jingfeng gently stroked the Ziyang sword and said coldly, "you are not the first Kunlun ruins friar to die under the Ziyang sword, but you will not be the last."

"Arrogance!"

Feng Mingming snorted coldly and rushed out one step forward. The speed was fast to the extreme. In the twinkling of an eye, he came to Chu Jingfeng. The knife cut down wildly with a sharp knife wind.

Chu Jingfeng blocked the knife with Ziyang sword, but the power of nameless terror impacted Chu Jingfeng back.

At the same time, a head on the left of Feng nameless suddenly turned around, and then as soon as his two eyes lit up, two rays of light rushed out and flew to Chu Jingfeng's eyes.

"Hum, you'll die!"

Chu Jingfeng screamed and started tianyantong directly. The second-order tianyantong has been better than most pupil techniques. Although Chu Jingfeng did not use the attack magic, just opening tianyantong is enough to resist the unnamed pupil technique.

Moreover, the light of the pupil technique shone on the tianyantong, and immediately a force of counterattack surged out and hit the nameless eye.

"Ah!"

The head on the left of Feng Mingming screamed, and his eyes immediately shed black blood. Feng Mingming himself was affected, and his body could no longer force Chu Jingfeng.

Chu Jingfeng took advantage of this opportunity to kick Feng nameless on his stomach and kicked Feng nameless away. He also stepped back and opened the distance with Feng nameless by virtue of this anti shock force.

"You, you can pupil surgery!"

Feng Mingming covered his eyes with two arms, and the other four arms waved weapons and said in shock.

"If you dare to teach others in front of me, you will suffer for yourself."

Chu Jingfeng said disdainfully.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

Feng Ming shouted angrily and rushed up again. Bursts of halos appeared on his body. Chu Jingfeng felt dizzy after seeing those halos!

"That's the magic light of heaven's demons. If ordinary friars touch it, they will lose their lives or become puppets."

At this time, a slightly smiling voice sounded.

"Mo Shaoling, you help outsiders! I'll settle with you when I kill this boy! "

Feng Ming shouted angrily, and then looked at Chu Jingfeng: "even if he knows these, he can't beat me even if he knows everything in front of absolute strength!"

"Magic light!"

With a roar of anger, the magic light on Feng Ming's body expanded rapidly. In the twinkling of an eye, Chu Jingfeng was shrouded in it. Feng Ming sneered: "you've been hit by my magic light, I see you can't die!"

After that, Feng Mingming rushed to Chu Jingfeng and cut him off with a knife!

However, Chu Jingfeng, who was standing still, suddenly moved!

This move scared Feng Ming to death.

"Boom ~"

Chu Jingfeng avoided Feng Ming's knife with a strange range, and then punched Feng Ming's arm. Even if his arm was hard, he could not resist the Dragon elephant hand.

With a "click", the arm broke directly, and the big knife also flew out!

"Hum ~"

Feng nameless gave a stuffy hum, stepped back several steps and said in horror: "how is it possible, how can you not be affected by the magic light?"

Chu Jingfeng said secretly. If the Yimu immortal body can't resist your little magic light, what's the use of it?

"You have been wrongfully defeated!"

Chu Jing said coldly. As soon as the Ziyang sword flew, he cut off the two heads of Feng nameless. Before the nameless letter came back, his heavenly demon Wuxiang skill had been broken!

"Impossible!"

Feng Mingming fell to the ground. As soon as his two heads fell, the other two arms fell powerlessly. He stared at Chu Jingfeng and didn't understand why he lost so fast!

He had just won, but he was defeated at that moment. His two heads were cut off, and the Tianmo's Wuxiang skill was broken. Even if he could live, he would stop here in the future!

This discouraged Feng Ming.

Mo Shaoling was also determined to look at Chu Jingfeng. Chu Jingfeng surprised him too much, one ring after another. If he wasn't an immortal, he would have to be stimulated to death.

This man, great!

This is the only thing Mo Shaoling wants to say.

Chu Jingfeng raised Ziyang sword and looked at Feng Mingming coldly: "you're the last one. Kill it, and it's over."

"Stop!"

Just as Chu Jingfeng was about to drop his sword, an angry roar sounded, and then two people rushed out of the Mountain Gate of Zhengjian gate. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were frightened and trembled, and shouted at the same time.

"Chu Jingfeng, don't make mistakes again and again. He is the disciple of the old devil. You can't kill him!"

The person who speaks is no one else, it is the proud White who comes late.

However, Chu Jingfeng didn't even look at him. The sword still didn't slow down and fell slowly.

"I'm the disciple of the old devil. If you kill me, my master will chase you to death!"

Feng Mingming shouted madly. The threat of death made him crazy. He had to move out of the name of the old devil to suppress Chu Jingfeng and hope that Chu Jingfeng would spare his life.

"Poof ~"

"Ah ~"

The sound of the sword entering the flesh and the scream sounded at the same time. Chu Jingfeng's sword stabbed into the throat of the last head of Feng nameless. Feng nameless stared at Chu Jingfeng and couldn't believe it until he died. He died on earth, a mortal friar they couldn't afford!

Chu Jingfeng slowly took back his sword, turned to Ao wubai and long Kun, and said faintly, "what if I kill him?"