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Chapter 189 Yan Jingzhai, are you convinced?

Chu Feng smiled slightly again.

He pointed to the fish basket at Ning Daoqi's feet and said calmly: "You didn't catch a single fish."

Ning Daoqi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed in an instant.

In the field of vision, the entire river is still.

The roaring river actually froze even the waves.

You can even see a drop of splashing column floating in the air.

Then, densely packed, countless large and small fishes, even shrimps, tortoises and other creatures slowly rose from the surface.

They didn't struggle and maintained their original shape.

There was even a big fish opening its huge mouth, and a small fish in the huge mouth was trying to escape in fear.

The two fishes remained in a half-swallowed state, stagnant between life and death.

Time seemed to have frozen.

Ning Daoqi was extremely shocked.

This kind of magical power, this kind of ability, is rare in the world.

This is beyond Taoism and magic power, but a higher level ability.

Chu Feng's martial arts was really terrifying.

Ning Daoqi had made a lot of preparations before coming, and even broke his persistence for many years.

But Chu Feng's power still far exceeded his expectations.

Such a figure can only be rivaled by those reclusive sects and families.

Ning Daoqi was defeated.

Even without taking action, he was sure that he was defeated.

Not only was he defeated in martial arts, he was also defeated in his knowledge and Taoism.

It was obvious that Chu Feng had heard what he said.

But he had never heard of the emperor's new clothes that Chu Feng was talking about.

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Especially what Chu Feng pointed at Ning Daoqi at the end and said: "He's not wearing anything!"

Ning Daoqi was even more shocked.

At that moment, he seemed to be completely seen through by the other party.

Nothing left.

No fish means no fish.

Where there are fish, there are fish.

Strong is strong, weak is weak.

Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat.

It is a dream to think that you can turn strength into weakness and defeat into victory by relying on your personal force and your sharp tongue!

This is Chu Feng’s way.

The way of the strong!

The way of the overlord!

Ning Daoqi can't stop him!

Ning Daoqi bowed long and did not dare to speak.

After a long time, there was a sound of flowing water around me.

Looking up, Chu Feng was gone.

The river is still rough.

The bottom fish appears again in its original position.

The big fish finally closed its mouth and swallowed the small fish into its belly.

The strong stay strong, the weak stay weak.

In Chu Feng, it is the supreme principle of heaven and earth.

Ning Daoqi was silent for a long time and stepped to the shore.

Two figures came out of the woods and came to meet them.

Shi Feixuan and Yan Jingzhai looked at him, their hearts slowly sinking.

The only hope for righteousness slowly shook his head, and his stalwart figure slowly became rickety.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Chu Feng...I am not as good as him!"

Shi Feixuan and Yan Jingzhai swayed at the same time, moved their lips, and finally did not ask.

If you've already lost, what's the use of asking?

Ning Daoqi left.

Yan Jingzhai suddenly turned around and bowed.

"Senior sister, Cihang Jingzhai will be handed over to you from now on."

The concubine was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Yan Jingzhai is now the owner of Cihang Jingzhai, and she wants to pass the position to Shi Feixuan.

Shi Feixuan said: "Junior sister, are you really prepared to feed the devil with your body? Are you sure?"

Yan Jingzhai shook his head and sighed.

"I just hope that we don't lose too quickly."

Late at night, Shi Qingxuan did not appear in Chu Feng's room.

Chu Feng couldn't help but smile.

Zhengdao’s tricks are really endless, I don’t know who will come today...

Suddenly, a burst of Sanskrit sounds seemed to come from the distant nine heavens through the void, and echoed throughout the room.

This Sanskrit sound is melodious and sweet, as if it has a magical power that can make people feel peaceful and peaceful in their souls.

"Jing'an made Mr. Chu wait for a long time. It's really a sin!"

A clear and beautiful female voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The sound was as clear and sweet as silver beads rolling down a jade plate, indifferent and ethereal.

It's like a lover whispering softly in your ear, making your heart sway.

The door opened and closed silently.

A beautiful woman in plain clothes walked over slowly.

Her body is graceful and graceful, and her figure is exquisite and sexy. The most surprising thing is that her face is full of holiness, which is completely inconsistent with her charming figure.

This is a woman with outstanding temperament, and no one can think of any blasphemy.

She is like a fairy who is high up in the sky. She can only be seen from a distance but cannot be looked directly at.

The woman's face is covered by a white gauze, making it impossible for people to see her true face under the gauze.

Yan Jing'an was the most beautiful woman in the world a hundred years ago. As soon as she debuted, she captivated countless heroes in the world.

Even the magician Pang Ban and the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang were her subordinates.

It's a pity that these two people never touched a finger of the goddess until their death.

But now, this goddess came to Chu Feng and took off the gauze that covered her face.

Revealing the stunning face of a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

This is the power of Cihang Jingzhai Kung Fu.

It can calm your appearance and clear your mind.

Under Chu Feng's gaze, Yan Jing'an has been acting calmly and unwaveringly, her beautiful eyes calm and unruffled.

It was as if nothing in the world could arouse the fluctuations in her soul.

She slowly dropped the gauze, revealing her entire body.

The cold moonlight shone on her body, reflecting a mysterious light.

She is no longer a fairy, but a more holy being.

Chu Feng couldn't help but think of a word: Guanyin has long hair.

Yan Jing'an walked over with that sharp and cold gaze.

As soon as the beauty entered her arms, a faint scent of sandalwood suddenly hit her nostrils.

This sandalwood seems to calm the mind and calm the mind. When one smells it, the whole person suddenly becomes peaceful and quiet, but it can eliminate desires.

Chu Feng smiled slightly.

He understood that this was a challenge Yan Jing'an made with his own body.

Just like the original Huanwan.

It's just that what was set in Hanhan's body was a true energy trap.

In other words, what Jing'an set up was a battle of Taoism.

She wants to challenge Chu Feng with her firmness in Taoism.

If Chu Feng cannot break Yan Jing'an's Taoist heart, he may plant a seed of failure.

Every time you fail in a challenge, you will gain a few points.

A drop of stone penetrates, and an iron pestle becomes a needle.

One day, the levee will burst into the ant nest.

By then, Chu Feng would really be finished.

Even if Chu Feng doesn't admit defeat, he will be trapped by this challenge, working day and night, and losing control of other affairs.

This is also another kind of failure.

Therefore, as long as Yan Jing'an can stick to his Taoist heart, he will definitely succeed.

Yan Jing'an once again strengthened his belief and came to Chu Feng's side resolutely, resolutely and fearlessly.

Chu Feng was still wearing his usual outer robe.

Yan Jing'an unzipped his clothes with a calm expression.

Then her eyes moved.

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

Heartbeat started to speed up.

Chu Feng looked at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This challenge of Cihang Jingzhai is really a good tradition.

Will Chu Feng be defeated?

He didn't believe it.

He is extremely talented and experienced in many battles.

Could it be that he still couldn't defeat Yan Jingzhai, who had never experienced anything before?

What's more, Chu Feng still has a trump card.

more than one.