"Hahaha, Yang Zhi, do you really think I'm a fool? It's a pity that the real fool is you!"

Feng Yuchen showed a cold smile, and the magic weapon in his hand kept emitting strange light, which contained the hidden power. Moreover, the power was extremely powerful, which was obviously not Feng Yuchen's own power, but was imposed by the experts.

"This Feng Yu Chen is really not easy to provoke, his magic weapon is very strange!"

"Alas, it seems that Yang Zhi can't do any more. In the face of such a magic weapon, his power is completely suppressed."

"Feng Yuchen's power doesn't seem to be his own."

Many strong people also see that Feng Yuchen deliberately shows his flaws and lets Yang Zhi go up and suppress them on the spot with his magic weapon.

On the platform, Feng Yuchen has a plan and sneers, which angers Yang Zhi.

As a martial arts teacher, I still need to keep my dignity.

"Chop!"

Yang Zhimeng gave a drink and cut the knife in his hand.

It's a simple cut. It's a subtle Dao move.

Although the sword moves are exquisite, the rules of the strong are contained in Feng Yuchen's magic weapon, and Yang Zhi can't cut his life.

"Ha ha ha, you're done!"

Feng Yuchen laughs and releases the magic weapon power again.

"Poison plan - hook!"

As Feng Yuchen releases his power to enter the magic weapon in his hand, countless hook like lights are released in the magic weapon, instantly locking Yang Zhi.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Then, the hook fell completely into Yang Zhi's skin, and his flesh and blood became blurred.

"Ah..."

They were shocked. They didn't expect Feng Yuchen to be so cruel and treat Yang Zhi like this.

"Ah

The pain in the body, coupled with mental torture, let Yang Zhi completely burst out, regardless of his own injury, strong counterattack.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The light of the knife flickers and blood splashes everywhere. Yang Zhi finally breaks free from Feng Yuchen's blockade, but his whole body is bleeding, and people can hardly stand at him.

"Give up, waste!"

Feng Yuchen said.

"Hum, using intrigue, these weapons contain your power?" Yang Zhi questioned.

"The magic weapon is in my hands. Naturally, it's my strength. Yang Zhi, you talk too much nonsense. Since you don't want to give up, you can die!"

Feng Yuchen is very angry, and the magic weapon in his hand rises again, and the hook light continues to fly out.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

These hook like lights are all transformed by the laws of the strong, and they are evolving and complex. It is not a martial arts master like Yang Zhi who can crack them.

"Well!"

Ye Chen looks at the battle on the battlefield and squints slightly. Through the golden pupil of fire eye, he sees the key point. If he wants to break Feng Yuchen's attack, it's not impossible. Instead, he needs to cut off the core of the law at two-thirds of the magic weapon center. As long as the evolution of the law is broken, the magic weapon will turn into scrap iron.

"The magic weapon is like scrap iron, two-thirds of which can be cut off once!"

For Feng Yuchen, ye Chen didn't have a good impression. Since he was so vicious, he gave a hint to see if Yang Zhi understood.

If you understand, you can cut off the magic weapon. If you can't, there is only one way to die.

"Well?"

Although Yang Zhi's spirit is trembling, ye Chen's use of psionic communication is aimed at Yang Zhi. Therefore, Yang Zhi can still hear clearly.

"Two thirds?"

His eyes lock the magic weapon in Feng Yuchen's hand, and he sees a gold hoop in two-thirds of the place. Is that the key to what ye Chen said?

Yu Guang glances at Ye Chen and feels that he is just a monk in the later period of practicing. His heart trembles and he doubts the correctness of what ye Chen said. But at the moment, he has no choice but to be a living horse doctor.

"Kill

It's coming from the strong suppression.

"Ha ha ha, how dare you show off such useless moves!"

Fengyuchen has a plan in mind, so he is not afraid of the light of chopping.

But this is only a false move. Yang Zhi's real goal is the Golden hoop at two-thirds of the magic weapon.

"Kill

He just got a hook. He used the chopper to accurately chop two-thirds of the magic soldiers by relying on the practice of chopping for many times.

"Keng!"

"Zizizi!"

With a shock, Mars splashed, Feng Yuchen's eyes protruded, shocked.

"What are you doing?"

He doesn't know why Yang Zhi can see that the key to his magic weapon is the two-thirds of the Golden hoop, which is the core of the operation of the law. If he loses the Golden hoop, then whether the magic weapon's power can be brought into play automatically depends on Feng Yuchen's own strength. In this way, his advantage will disappear completely.

"Da, Da, Da!"

Feng Yuchen retreats a few steps and suddenly stands still. His eyes are full of murderous Qi.

"How do you know?""What do you know?"

"Know the weakness of my magic weapon?"

"Ha ha ha, a man who only relies on magic weapons to fight also has the face to ask me?"

Yang Zhi laughs, Feng Yuchen is ridiculed, loses his cool and tries to kill him.

Seeing that the time has come, Yang Zhi calms down instead.

Because for fighting, his experience is far ahead of Feng Yuchen. As long as he weakens the opponent's magic power, he has full confidence to defeat his opponent.

As a result, Yang Zhi's fighting spirit was obviously improved, and the battle was once again in a state of anxiety.

"Ha, it's really rubbish!"

Looking at Feng Yuchen's mental inferiority, ye Chen sneers. Before, when he fought Feng Yuchen, he saw that this man's talent was too poor. He didn't have any ability, but he was arrogant. Now he finally wanted to show his feet.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

At the moment, the Golden hoop is broken, and the power of law in the magic weapon is constantly losing, as if it has become an ordinary magic weapon.

Although he is superior to Yang Zhi in terms of quality, his skill is far inferior to Yang Zhi. Yang Zhi's chopper is inferior in quality, but he still has the upper hand in skill.

"Kill

The light of the chopping sword constantly impacts the four directions, and Feng Yuchen retreats one after another.

"Sect master, the three shaos are at a disadvantage."

An elder said to Fengyun, the leader of Fengshen sect.

"Hateful, how does Yang Zhi break the law?" Fengyun was puzzled.

"Lord, I heard the sound of the wind before."

"Voice in the wind, what do you mean?"

"The sect leader may have focused on other things and didn't pay attention to them, but I heard the voice in the wind. Someone was able to transmit the voice and taught it to Yang Zhi."

"What?"

Fengyun was so angry that he didn't expect anyone to fight against Fengshen.

"Investigate immediately, find out this person!"

"Yes

The elder nodded and went to action.

At the moment, on the platform, Yang Zhi fought with Feng Yuchen, completely overwhelming his opponent in momentum.

"Chop the sword - chop all directions, defeat four fields!"

Yang Zhifei's body rises and his blood is splashed in the sky, but he doesn't care. He puts his spirit into chopping.

"Miso!"

The light of chopping sword directly attacks Feng Yuchen, which makes him feel the fear of death.

"No, no!"

Feng Yuchen retreated continuously, just like a local dog. He was scared.