Chapter 57

Chapter 57 human face and beast heart

He nodded slightly, "OK!"

Su Shaoyou smiled gently, "then I'll come first!"

He used a sword, a Epee, which was one foot long and one foot wide. It was as huge and heavy as a door plank. Chen Feng estimated that it weighed at least 200 kilograms.

He looked clean and handsome, but his sword technique was extremely rigid and burst. It was not like a sword technique, but rather like a hammer and axe technique. With a wave of the big sword, he chopped down at Chen Feng's head, like opening a mountain and cracking the ground. The momentum was extremely fierce!

Chen Feng laughed, "good luck!"

The king's seal of Bu Dong Ming smashed out heavily. After a huge sound of gold and iron, Chen Feng stayed where he was. Su Shaoyou's big sword was swung away, stepped back, and the tiger's mouth was also shocked and bled.

He smiled brightly, "come again!"

"Come again, come again!" Chen Feng laughed.

After the impact of that move just now, he estimated that Su Shaoyou's strength was about 5000 Jin, equivalent to the level of seven weights the day after tomorrow, which was the power of ten tigers.

But compared with him, it is far from enough.

Su Shaoyou cut down another sword. Chen Feng did not move the condensation of Ming Wang Yin, and drove him back again.

In this way, the two men cut seven swords and hit seven palms. After touching each other, Su Shaoyou stepped back. After seven moves, he had pushed to the edge of the challenge arena.

Chen Feng killed himself and laughed, "the eighth move!"

After the collision of the eighth move, Su Shaoyou seemed to be exhausted. The big sword flew out directly, and the middle door was wide open, too late to escape.

Chen Feng came to him easily and slapped him on the chest.

Originally, Chen Feng's offensive was strong and heavy, but his heart turned, he withdrew his strength, and changed to a slight push, ready to push Su Shaoyou down the arena.

But at this moment, Su Shaoyou's eyes flashed a touch of bitter resentment.

He played a yellow jade card.

The jade plate looked ordinary, but it gave Chen Feng a feeling of extreme danger. He quickly stepped back.

But it's too late.

With a loud bang, the jade plate burst into a fireball the size of a house.

And Chen Feng, right in the middle of the explosion.

He was hit by the fireball and flew out heavily, hitting the arena. He was blackened and motionless, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

There was a huge exclamation in the crowd, and someone shouted, "it's a talisman. It's a talisman!"

Dragon vein continent has many professions. Among the martial artists, there is a circle of people who specialize in refining talismans, called talismans.

According to different levels, the power of the talisman is also different.

The power of Su Shaoyou's talisman is equivalent to the nine heavy full force strike the day after tomorrow, and the power reaches 20000 Jin, which is very terrible!

Su Shaoyou sent out a burst of extremely arrogant laughter. The warmth on his face just now disappeared. Because of excitement, his face became distorted.

He walked up to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was scorched and black, and his skin was cracked, bleeding outward. A huge cut was made in his thigh, and his right thigh was almost broken.

He didn't move and looked like he was dead.

Han Cong said angrily, "despicable, how dare you use a talisman?"

"Why can't I use a talisman?"

Su Shaoyou laughed wildly and shouted arrogantly, "zongmen Dabi, no one stipulates that you can't use talismans! As long as you have the ability to get talismans, you can also use them! Hahahaha!"

Zongmen Dabi can indeed use talismans, but Su Shaoyou's victory in this way is indeed extremely despised.

Many people in the audience looked at it and were disdained in their hearts. They didn't dare to show it and could only respond in silence.

Many people sympathize with Chen Feng.

Zhao Ruoxi was so happy that he smiled and shouted, "nephew Su, good job!"

He said triumphantly to Han Cong, "I'll tell you, Yan Qingyu's apprentice will die here today."

He shouted at Su Shaoyou, "that waste man is still breathing. Nephew Su, a sword understands him."

Su Shaoyou trampled Chen Feng's face under his feet and looked at the deformation of Zhang Junlang's face at his feet. He was very happy and laughed wildly.

"I bought this piece of talisman paper at a high price from an auction three years ago! Do you know how much it cost me? I tell you, it's a full 500 pieces of Chinese spirit stone!"

"This was originally reserved for my life! Who would have thought it would be wasted on you!"

He was full of resentment: "you bitch, waste, waste a piece of Rune paper, what kind of thing are you? A hundred of you are not worth this Rune paper!"

He said, stepping hard, he would crush Chen Feng's head.

"No!" Han Cong shouted, trying to jump out of the stands to save him.

"Still want to save people? Dream!" Zhao Ruoxi screamed wildly and blew out his palm, forcing Han Cong to save himself.

The referee sneered on one side, ignoring it at all.

At this time, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were shining.

A huge golden handprint the size of a round table appeared out of thin air and hit Su Shaoyou heavily.

Su Shaoyou screamed, vomited blood and fell on the challenge arena.

Chen Feng showed no mercy, jumped up, chased and went, and another big hand print blew out.