In the face of thunder and lightning, Chen Fei squints and stares at each other. He suddenly says in a voice: "it seems that I know who you are?"
The man in the robe, hearing the words, paused for a moment, but then said, "do you know, so what? Today, you will die
When Chen Fei was fighting fiercely, he was in a quiet courtyard in the capital.
………
However, how could Chen Fei give them a chance? With a loud bang, it was like a meteorite. It fell down and stopped them.
Zhang Qingyu cried to his daughter in a hurry.
"Run, run!"
What's more, Chen Fei rushed towards them.
Chen Fei, who fell into a bad situation, turned over and defeated the robed man.
But the result did not expect, but in an instant, the situation suddenly changed.
Zhang Qingyu and Zhang Yao, originally seeing that the men in robes had the upper hand, could not help but relax and began to imagine their bright future.
Chen Fei chuckles, grabs the robed man's clothes, lifts him up, turns him into a streamer and impacts him.
"I want to save your life, not because I can't kill you, but because I don't want to kill you for the time being."
The robed man's ecstatic mood just fell down, and the whole person almost collapsed.
"How can --"
the man in the robe hears the voice, and then sees Chen Fei appear on his side, with a little sword Qi between his fingers, close to his heart.
"You -"
but at this moment, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ear: "want to escape?"
After desperation, suddenly ushered in life, let the robed man excited, suddenly opened his eyes, want to escape.
"I'm still alive, I still have a chance, I want to go back, I -"
"what's the matter? I'm not dead. Is that sword not powerful enough, or is that sword wrong? "
But then he felt something was wrong. After this sharp pain, the pain gradually disappeared and didn't go on. The surroundings calmed down. It seemed that everything was over.
The robed man murmured to himself.
"Is this death?"
The sound of sword Qi piercing sounded, and then a sharp pain came.
"Poof!"
The robed man's face was despairing. He could only close his eyes and wait for death.
"No -"
but the Qi shield, which he squeezed desperately, was as crisp as a piece of paper in front of the sword. It was directly penetrated by the sword Qi and shot at his chest.
He tried his best to squeeze the remaining Zhenyuan breath in his body, and tried his best to block Chen Fei's sword.
"You --" the man in the robe was shocked. He didn't expect that Chen Fei could still make such a fatal blow.
Under the superposition, the sword Qi roared, with a streamer, directly pierced the opponent's thunder ball, and then castrated and shot at the man in the robe.
This sword spirit condenses Chen Fei's three kinds of aggressive martial arts: sword, fire and thunder.
Above the sword Qi, the fire is burning, the lightning is flashing, and the momentum is not vulgar.
Then, a sword Qi broke through the air from Chen Fei's right hand.
But then, a layer of wood condensation out, protect Chen Fei.
Facing the ball of thunder and lightning, Chen Fei seems to be in despair, and even directly withdraws his thunder and lightning intention. He looks like he doesn't resist at all.
But soon, he knew why Chen Fei said that.
"Eh?" The opponent was puzzled and frowned.
Facing the opponent's fatal blow, Chen Fei gently shook his head, a smile on the corner of his mouth, said faintly: "learning is almost over, it's time to end."
The man in the robe gave a sharp drink, and the lightning flashed all over his body. Countless thunder lights condensed in the air, and finally gathered into a flashing ball of lightning, thundering down.
"It's over!"
At this time, Chen Fei has fallen into an obvious disadvantage, being pushed back by the other side.
Thunder and lightning in the air, electric snake flashing, the end is almost coming.
In this way, they fought for nearly ten minutes.
However, in Zhang Qingyu's and Zhang Yao's view, Chen Fei is at a disadvantage. He is a little bit oppressed by the men in long robes. I'm afraid it won't be long before he is defeated.
For a time, they formed a wonderful tacit understanding.
And the more he broke out and worked harder, the happier Chen Fei was.
Chen Lei's attack will continue to strengthen.
His idea at the moment is to fight Chen Fei as soon as possible.
In this situation of life and death, Chen Fei still has the spare power to observe and study.
At the moment, the opponent obviously didn't expect it.
Now, when meeting an opponent who also understands Lei Yi, Chen Fei wants to take this opportunity to observe his opponent's control and use of Lei Yi, so as to improve his control of Lei Yi.After all, Chen Fei's own perception of martial arts is as high as nine kinds. Usually, fire and ice are used more. Although the number of thunder is not small, it is not used much, and the control is not subtle.
At the same time, he also feels each other's attack carefully, from which he learns to use Lei Yi.
At the moment, Chen Fei, who is constantly colliding with the other side, controls the thunderbolt and constantly collides with the other side.
After hearing what her father said, Zhang Yao relaxed a little.
Looking at his surprised daughter, Zhang Qingyu said in a deep voice: "Chen Fei's strength is indeed beyond our expectation. But don't worry. His thunder intention is still weaker than that of the adult. If it goes on like this, he will definitely lose. "
"Chen Fei can resist the people over there. What level has he reached?"
"Is this, is this still human?"
Zhang Qingyu and Zhang Yao, who have been thousands of miles away, are still shocked to see this scene from a distance.
The terrible power of thunder and lightning makes the sky change color. The clouds are thick and the wind is strong. At this moment, the whole world seems to be a bit low and is about to collapse.
Lightning and thunder, continuous impact, crackle, it seems to scorch the air.
For a moment, the thunder and light in the air collided, the thunderbolt burst, and the sparks were everywhere.
Immediately, Chen Fei's body was surrounded by thunder, and he burst out and went directly towards the man in the robe.
Chen Fei grinned and said, "I can use it, but it's not just Lei Yi."
"You can use ray, too?" The other side seems to be surprised, some unexpected.
On him, there were flashes of thunder and lightning.
And now Chen Fei, heavy cold hum, a dark blue light, thunderbolt.
Countless thunder and lightning, interwoven into a power grid in the air, enveloped Chen Fei. It seems that there is no place to escape.
Xu Junshan, who was supposed to be lying on the bed to recuperate, is now standing in a small pavilion, looking at the thundering sky, dignified and silent.
Behind him, a well-dressed man in his sixties, wearing glasses, stepped out and stood beside Xu Junshan.