Chapter 2218

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 2218 duel day, three days left!

"OK." Yu Hongyuan said in a deep voice, "you can get three Qingxin Jiuhua dripping pills in exchange for the pills with this credit."

Chen Feng nodded, "that's it."

Yu Hongyuan took out three small jade boxes and threw them to Chen Feng. Chen Feng took them and put them in his arms

"The most important reason is..." Chen Feng whispered to himself in his heart, "there are five days left to compete with the sun Wenrui."

"If there is no Qingxin Jiuhua dripping pill, I can't recover to my peak state at all. How can I win?"

Then Chen Feng retreated, and Yu Hongyuan said, "this time, the credit ranked second..."

Next, Yu Hongyuan shouted out his name one by one, and then everyone came forward to reward them for their merits and receive their own rewards.

Wu Dong academy is still very considerate for the disciples, and there is no mandatory reward distribution, but according to the needs of the disciples.

If you lack skills, give skills, and give weapons if you lack weapons. If you reach a bottleneck and need to break through, then naturally there will be pills.

In addition to Chen Feng, two people he knew were also ranked in the top five of the credit this time, namely que Qianqian and Jing Nanfeng.

Although que Qianqian looks very gentle and gentle on the surface, his temperament is so fierce and resolute.

Chen Feng felt that ran was braver than herself. Sometimes she was even more desperate. She also killed many monsters. It was really normal for her to make such contributions!

In the next few days, after the animal tide subsided, everything was safe, but the date of battle between Chen Feng and the eldest son of the Lieyang family was getting closer and closer.

Many people who know the inside story are either gloating or anxious for Chen Feng.

Chen Feng, however, is leisurely. He only plays the piano and sings on the sitting and forgetting cliff every day.

He didn't even practice, but he was there facing the waves and accompanying the elder martial sister.

Sitting on the cliff of forgetfulness, on a huge rock, Han Yuer was dressed in white, floating like an immortal.

On her knees, there was a Jiaowei piano. At this time, the gurgling sound of the piano poured out between her hands like a Ding Dong stream, making people quiet!

Chen Feng sang loudly, his voice was thick and desolate, just like the ancient ancestors, the most original, the most derived from the scream of the soul.

There are even some heartbreaking meanings, but they point directly to the root of the road.

Suddenly, a more vigorous, but low voice sounded, it was Uncle Dao.

Holding a huge black iron knife, he sang and danced with it.

Han yu'er smiled at the corners of her mouth, shook her head slightly, and readjusted the somewhat disordered piano sound caused by his addition. All of a sudden, it became high pitched, and there was no stagnation in the middle transition, which showed that her piano skill was excellent.

As Uncle Dao waved his knife, the sound of singing became louder and louder, and the sound of playing the piano became more and more intense.

Suddenly, on the Tongtian River not far away, countless monsters suddenly jumped up and swayed in the air with this melody.

No matter what their original skin color, they all turned red at this time. The sound of the piano almost ignited the blood in their bodies.

At this time, suddenly, a snow-white figure like a puppy suddenly rushed over. It obviously didn't know much English, but rolled its fat body like a snowball, and suddenly came to Han yu'er's arms, rubbed around in her arms, and hummed like a spoiled child.

Han yu'er giggled and suddenly the piano stopped.

And Chen Feng's high song came to an end, with only the last ending, curling away.

Then, he flicked his fingers gently, watching the last trace of black air disappear at his fingertips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The power of hell was finally eliminated by me!"

He stood up abruptly and roared upward, as if to express all the congestion in his chest.

You know, before that, Chen Feng was troubled by the power of hell. Let alone fighting, he couldn't even practice.

Chen Feng has long been suffocated.

Uncle Dao looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said, "young master, there are still three days to go before the date of the Vietnam war between you and the eldest son of the Lieyang family."

Chen Feng nodded.

"Three days, right?" Chen Feng whispered to himself, "three days is enough to do a lot of things."

"Although I haven't stayed in this realm for a long time, I have encountered many bloody battles these days, and tempered my strength in this blood and fire. Now the foundation is extremely solid, and it's time to break through again!"

Saying this, Chen Feng looked at Uncle Dao: "Uncle Dao, please protect the Dharma for me."

Uncle Dao nodded and walked aside.

Han yu'er was very sensible and held Xue Feng in his arms. He whispered in his ear, "go, Xue Feng, let's go and play while we go. Don't quarrel with younger martial brother."

Chen Feng was at the edge of the cliff, looking at the endless Tongtian River, and took a deep breath.

Then, 32 demon pills appeared in his palm.

These 32 demon pills are all at the level of eight star demon king. Chen Feng didn't have so many demon pills in his hand, but someone changed some with him.

Use the demon pill of the demon beast to exchange for those demon beast corpses left after Chen Feng got the demon pill, because for them, although the demon pill is extremely powerful, it is extremely difficult for them to absorb it, which is far less fast than absorbing xuanhuangshi.

Take an ordinary nine star king's early disciple for example. It will take him at least several years to absorb a demon pill from the eight star demon king.

For them, they can't afford to wait at this time. It's better to exchange the carcass of monsters for xuanhuangshi and even powerful martial arts, martial arts and pills, which are more cost-effective.

Thirty two demon pills were placed in front of Chen Feng.

Each demon pill is different in color, and the patterns inside are also different, reflecting everything of this demon beast, their will, their memory, and their attributes.

Every demon pill is like a world!

Chen Feng pressed down with one hand, and the powerful force of dragon subduing arhat burst out.

Suddenly, a world was directly broken. Compared with the demon pill of the Seven Star demon king, the demon pill of the eight star demon king was more thick, and the defense was also more thick and could not be broken.

Chen Feng's Dragon subduing arhat force hit it, and with a bang, the demon pill produced a violent tremor, but there was only a small crack, not broken.

Chen Feng chuckled, "it's really strong, but it's useless to me!"

Then, the power of the Dragon subduing arhat came out again, wave by wave, like a wave, stretching continuously.

Finally, with a bang, the demon pill was directly broken by Chen Feng.