Chapter 676

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 676 one punch!

He looked at Li Jingrou and said ferociously, "chick, look at it and see how we killed him."

"After killing him later, our brothers will deal with you."

As they said this, their faces were full of lust, looking at Li Jingrou and laughing.

Li Jingru's face flushed with anger, and tears were coming out.

Chen Feng's face was cold: "these people must die!"

Chen Feng looked at them and said coldly, "you scum are going to die here today."

"What? What did you say?"

"I dare to say such words even when I die. Should I say you are arrogant and ignorant? Or should I say you are blind?" The tall and thin young man laughed:

"You only have the cultivation of the third floor of Shenmen territory. Any one of us can kill you if he comes out!"

Then he looked at the others and said, "which of you is interested? Play with this guy?"

A tall young man in white came out, smiled and said, "among us, I'm the least powerful. Let me play with him!"

This young man in white robe, the sixth double tower of the Shenmen realm, had his initial cultivation.

The tall and thin young man nodded and said, "OK, be careful, don't let him die too easily. I want to make him suffer before he dies and pay the price for those ignorant words he just said."

The white robed youth laughed, "don't worry, brother!"

The young man in white walked up to Chen Feng, looked down at him with a supercilious attitude, sneered and said, "remember my name. The man who killed you is a disciple of the platinum sect, Zhao Mingming!"

"Zhao Mingming, isn't he?"

Chen Feng said faintly, "if you want to fight, just fight? Why is there so much nonsense?"

Zhao Mingming's face became ferocious: "well, you waste, since you are in such a hurry to die, then I will help you."

With that, he slapped his palms out.

After the palms are patted out, they quickly change from the color of meat palms to the color of platinum, which looks like they are made of steel.

His vigorous Qi was directly transformed into a sharp sword, which seemed to be extremely sharp.

Hundreds of sharp swords stabbed at Chen Feng!

If this stab, Chen Feng will be directly beaten into a sieve!

Everyone aside. I'm thrilled to see it.

It turned out that these five people were disciples of platinum sect and fire sect among the five sects.

Sure enough, strong, one shot, you can see extraordinary!

Scar youth Qian dong thought happily, "fortunately, I didn't conflict with them."

The foundation of this platinum sect has a strong metallic vigorous Qi in his palm power, which can be directly condensed into a long sword.

These long swords are far more sharp than steel. They are invincible and have very strong lethality!

There are several of them. One after another, they laughed with schadenfreude: Chen Feng will undoubtedly die this time, and he can't stop this slap.

Zhao Mingming laughed: "Chen Feng, you can't even take my palm. Do you believe it?"

Chen Feng sneered and said, "I really don't believe it!"

All of a sudden, he also blasted out with a fierce slap. It was six dragons circling.

In front of him, a huge cyclone suddenly appeared, sending out powerful suction.

Zhao Mingming played hundreds of long swords condensed with vigorous Qi, and was attracted by this suction, and even threw them directly into the cyclone.

The long sword entered the cyclone and quickly disappeared, and the cyclone immediately disappeared.

Zhao wumingmu stared dumbfounded: "my extremely powerful palm was directly resolved by such a simple way?"

At this time, Chen Feng had a long roar: "you also take my fist!"

His fists burst out, and the first move of the Dragon subduing Fist: the Dragon fights in the wild!

Two dragons came out with a bang. Zhao Mingming had been hit in the chest by these two dragons before he reacted.

He whooped, spewed out a mouthful of blood, mixed with visceral fragments.

The whole person was directly hit into the land and seriously injured.

Then the next moment, Chen Feng's body flashed and came to him.

Cut out with a long knife, the knife of death!

The air of death came to Zhao Mingming's face. Zhao Mingming felt a sense of despair in his mind, and there was only a cold silence at the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly realized that he was going to die, and his mouth uttered a terrible howl: "no..."

But the next moment, the voice suddenly stopped.

The purple moon knife had cut off his throat, and Chen Feng's momentum at this moment had broken through to the sixth floor.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. The people who came to rob and kill Chen Feng looked at him in disbelief.

"How can it be? A man of the third floor should kill brother Zhao of the sixth floor in an instant. It's incredible!"

Beside, Li Jingrou was very happy for Chen Feng and applauded!

After a while, the tall and thin young man looked at Chen Feng, nodded slowly, and said coldly, "I mistook you. You are not the third tier, but hide your strength. You are actually the strength of the sixth tier!"

"I admit that your strength can match ours, and you have mastered oneortwo powerful martial arts skills, but it's a pity..."

Chen Feng asked faintly, "what a pity?"

"Unfortunately, your strength is not enough at all! If we go together, you are definitely not our opponent!"

Chen Fengyang looked up and said proudly, "then try!"

The tall and thin young man shouted, "brothers, let's go together and solve this boy!"