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"You don't have a bad memory!"

Chen Tianfang gave a cold hum, then held out his hand to Zhao Chengfeng and said, "give me the punishment that day. Maybe I can give you a good time, otherwise, hum..."

"That's what your brother said. Unfortunately, I beat him away." Zhao Chengfeng shrugged and pretended to be relaxed.

Zhao Chengfeng is no stranger to the Chen family in Northwest China. The Chen family is an ancient martial family with great strength. That night, if it were not for the four golden flowers' encirclement and suppression in advance, it would cost Chen Tiange's strength. If Zhao Chengfeng wanted to get Tianzhu, he would have to take some twists and turns. Chen Tianfang's bold speech is not aimless.

At least, it's not so easy for Zhao Chengfeng to get Tianzhu today.

"It seems that you are really looking for death." Chen Tianfang's voice suddenly became cold. Suddenly he clapped his hands and ran out in all directions. There were eight people in black.

Every man in black has a sign of a white skull in his chest. Zhao Chengfeng suddenly shrinks his pupils and asks coldly, "are you Chen people of the holy religion?"

"Only now? But it's too late! " With a sneer and a wave of his hand, Chen Tiange said, "let's go together and kill him."

"Drink!"

As the words fall, eight people in black take out their swords one after another and embrace them together. While Chen Tianfang stands aside, watching all this coldly, looking for opportunities to give Zhao Chengfeng a fatal blow.

"Screw you!"

Zhao Chengfeng is not easy to be provoked either. Although he is shocked, he is not afraid. Of course, the holy religion is powerful. Can it be stronger than heaven? What's more, the Dharma protectors all died in the hands of brother Feng.

"Master, I'll help you!"

Zhao Chengfeng swept away the crowd. Just at this time, Pang Hu rushed in. As soon as the dragon scale sword came out of its sheath, the cold light was shining.

With the appearance of Pang Hu, the situation turned around in an instant. The strength of these saints was very general, and Pang Hu could deal with them completely.

"They're up to you. I'll deal with Chen Tianfang!" Zhao Chengfeng said, straight at Chen Tianfang.

"To die!"

Chen Tianfang is not a vegetarian either. He claps his hands together, and the two of them actually touch each other.

"Boom!"

The two retreated together, both of them secretly frightened. Zhao Chengfeng, in particular, didn't expect that Chen Tianfang's inner strength was even stronger than his own. When he got married, Zhao Chengfeng took five steps back, while Chen Tianfang took only three.

"You've got a lot more to offer than your little brother." Zhao Chengfeng adjusted his internal breathing for a while, and his tumultuous situation improved a little.

Although it's difficult, Zhao Chengfeng still has to fight. Tianzhu has to get hold of it, and he has to annihilate the group of saints. If Chen Tianfang was not a saint, he might still have a chance of survival. But since he had been in the same boat with the saint, there was no need for Zhao Chengfeng to leave such a strong enemy.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't kill the holy religion just to please Liu Shiyun, but for the whole China. Although there is a word "Saint" in the holy religion, what he has done is really shameful. Secretly, he not only sells arms, drugs, but also human beings. How can Zhao Chengfeng tolerate such vicious acts?

"Now I know I'm afraid. If you give up your hand and take the initiative to hand over the captured Tianzhu, maybe I'll be happy and spare you." Chen Tianfang said with a grim smile.

As a matter of fact, Chen Tianfang doesn't want to fight Zhao Chengfeng. Just after that, Chen Tianfang knows that Zhao Chengfeng is not easy to provoke. Even if he succeeds in winning Zhao Chengfeng, he is afraid that he will get hurt. It's better to be scared and save a little energy. In case Zhao Chengfeng doesn't get scared, he will be obedient all of a sudden.

"It's a beautiful thought." Zhao Chengfeng shook his head, suddenly his momentum soared, and he burst out, "panghu, use the sword."

Pang Hu, who was fighting in the crowd, immediately threw the dragon scale sword to Zhao Chengfeng without saying a word. Zhao Chengfeng leaped like a ROC.

"Is it great to have a sword? Do I have no sword? " Chen Tianfang is also angry when he sees Zhao Chengfeng being stubborn. Since Zhao Chengfeng is looking for death, Chen Tianfang will not stop him.

With a long sword shaking around his waist, he met Zhao Chengfeng's attack.

"Ding Ding Dang."

Just for a moment, the two swords were tangled together, making a continuous sound of iron collision.

Zhao Chengfeng is more and more frightened in the Vietnam War. He suddenly finds that Chen Tianfang is much more powerful than Chen Tiange, especially his swordsmanship. It seems that he can wave it at will. The sword flower dance is so close that it can't penetrate the wind. He has an attack in the defense, and his angle is very tricky. He has the right timing, so Zhao Chengfeng is almost on the road.

"Go

Chen Tianfang's momentum suddenly rose. With a sharp wave of his sword, he took a string of blood beads and scattered them on the ground.

"Hiss!"

Zhao Chengfeng takes a cold breath in pain, looks down at the injury on his waist, and his face is more dignified than ever before. Chen Tianfang again and again surpasses Zhao Chengfeng's imagination.

"Zhao Chengfeng, I thought how powerful you were. Now, it's just like that." Chen Tiange became more and more proud and said with a smile, "what? Do you kowtow and admit defeat now, or do you want me to stab you with a sword? "

"Chen Tianfang, I admit that you are very powerful, but you have to die today as well!"

Zhao Chengfeng took a deep breath and mobilized all his inner strength. He stomped at his feet and suddenly flew into the air, waving his sword.

"Whew, whew!"

The crazy dancing dragon scale sword sends out a sound like the singing of a dragon, and there is a trace of sword around Zhao Chengfeng.

"Play the devil." Chen Tianfang disdained, "I'll see what you can do."

"Grey rain!"

Zhao Chengfeng's eyes suddenly opened. He held his sword high in both hands and suddenly cut it off. With a dazzling sword like lightning, he hit Chen Tianfang heavily.

"There is momentum, but..."

Chen Tianfang stood up with his sword and tried to block it. However, in the next scene, Chen Tianfang was completely stupid. His sword, like rotten wood, was broken.

The sword is invincible. It easily cuts off Chen Tianfang's weapon. If it's on his body

"No!"

Chen Tianfang smelled the death and asked, looking for death to retreat. It's a pity that the sword is as dense as a fishing net. Where it passes, it withers and decays, leaving no vitality.

"Poof!"

Chen Tianfang breathes out blood. He looks down at his chest. There is a blood hole in his heart. The blood flows out and his life disappears quickly.

"What kind of sword is this? Why is it so powerful? " Chen Tianfang uses all his strength to ask Zhao Chengfeng.

Zhao Chengfeng shook his head slightly and said, "it's not that I don't tell you, but it's not the sword technique at all. It's a kind of sabre technique. It's called cangyu crazy sabre."

"It's not the sword technique..." Chen Tian stares at Zhu Zi and falls back.

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