Chapter 177

Chen Feng did not worry about the next thing, but found a courtyard and began to practice.

There is plenty of aura here. Once you calm down, you feel that a steady stream of aura has been penetrated into your body, and then refined and absorbed by yourself.

"It's time for me to attack the secret place. Sure enough, Luta was in a hurry. If she wasn't careful, she was hit by a magic weapon like a gold brick.

"These guys are sinister enough to rush up. It seems that they have been discussed before." Chen Feng couldn't help laughing.

Although dozens of magic weapons look scary, the product level is not high. At most, they are four magic weapons. Even so, if you continue to fight, Luta will suffer.

Just when Chen Feng wanted to come forward to help, others finally attacked Chen Feng with two flying swords, a rope and a seal.

"I didn't look for you. You did it first." Chen Feng sneered, quickly stretched out his hand, directly grasped the two flying swords, and then quickly pinched them. The flying swords burst and overflowed with aura.

Then Chen Feng reached out and grabbed the rope again, and then pulled it with both hands. The rope broke inch by inch. Then Chen Feng punched quickly, and the seal that was about to fall on his head was broken by one punch.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

The four outside disciples almost spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time. They looked at Chen Feng in horror, as if they were looking at a devil.

Then Chen Feng jumped into the sheep like a fierce tiger. Every time he shot, a magic weapon would be exploded. Every time the magic weapon was exploded, an external disciple screamed and vomited blood.

Chen Feng waved his big hand, and his powerful palm power surged out. The poisonous smoke immediately rolled back, stretched out his hand, and a poisonous needle was caught and exploded one after another.

He opened his mouth and spit out fiercely. With strong internal breathing, he directly flew a flying sword out, slapped his backhand and cut off a hook directly.

As these external disciples were injured one by one, Luta only felt a light pressure on her and drank loudly. With a fierce round of muddy sky limitless staff in her hand, five magic weapons were hit and flown at the same time.

"Ah! Run away."

"Elder martial brother, spare your life and show mercy."

"My magic weapon, this is my only magic weapon."

Looking at the two people like wolves, these external disciples were all frightened. Some kept crying, some kept begging for mercy, and others turned and ran away.