"Bastard, die!"

The king of the golden spear is a man who has been famous for many years. Now he is beaten back by Cheng Feng, and his face is lost.

He shouted angrily, leaving no more hands.

Urge the power of the nine holy patterns in the body, and prepare to fully open the fire and kill Cheng Feng quickly.

Buzz! With the action of the king of the golden gun.

The golden gun in his hand suddenly changed.

First of all, there are lines on the golden spear, which makes the golden spear wave light flow, and the power increases by tens of thousands.

Secondly, the golden light of the gun tip converges, which seems to have a heavy edge.

Let the piercing power of the golden gun reach the peak in history.

Finally, the virtual shadow of dragon and tiger hovered around the golden gun, adding the power of dragon and tiger. It was very angry!

"Look, the king of the golden spear urged the power of the holy grain."

"The king of the golden spear is a high-level semi saint, with nine holy patterns."

"Now the fire is fully open. See how Cheng Feng can block it!"

Seeing this scene, the people's faith came back.

You know, the holy stripe is the source of strength for the winner.

The king of the golden spear had not fully opened the holy stripe just now, so he was defeated in the battle just now.

Now the power of the nine holy patterns is open, and the combat power must soar at least several grades!

"Are the nine patterns really holy?"

Cheng Feng's face was also dignified: "before fighting Gu Qingsong, I first attacked and killed the other party, so that it didn't play its due combat effectiveness, so I defeated it."

"Now, it's time to experience the real means of nine patterns!"

When he spoke, Cheng Feng urged the flower of martial arts.

Boom ~~

The terrible power rushed out of Cheng Feng's body.

The Yangtze River poured into Cheng Feng's fists, which burst out like the sun.

At the next moment, Cheng Feng uses his thunder gun fist.

The heavy fists coagulated together and hurled at the stabbing golden gun.

Keng!

At that moment, the void shook and the world lost its color.

The violent force surged away, rolled up the dust and covered everyone's eyes.

The crowd could only hear through their ears a burst of noise caused by the soles of their feet trampling on the void.

I know in my heart that one person lost in the bombardment just now.

"Cheng Feng, the defeated man must be Cheng Feng!"

Almost coincidentally, everyone decided that the person who had just retreated was Cheng Feng.

Because the king of the golden spear can open all his firepower and urge the power of the nine holy patterns.

Such existence, just a person who ascends to heaven, is certainly not an opponent.

However, when the dust settled, they saw Cheng Feng standing in the air like a pine!

On the contrary, hundreds of miles away, a human shaped hole appeared on the towering blood Flame Mountain.

They looked up and found that in the human hole, a man with a gold mask was embedded in it, which was very embarrassed.

Not the king of the golden gun. Who is it?

"What? The king of the golden gun... Lost?"

Seeing this scene, the scene was silent.

The eyes of countless people were wide, and they could not return to God for a long time.

As for Cheng Feng, he shook his tingling hand.

Although he defeated the king of the golden spear with that blow just now, he also had some difficulty.

A blood spot was poked on the fist front by the golden gun, and blood beads exuded.

"Is this the strength of Jiuwen Zhensheng? But so!"

But Cheng Feng's face was calm and light. He raised his hand and waved to the position of the king of the golden spear.

Whew! A golden light flew into Cheng Feng's hands.

A closer look reveals that it is the king's signature weapon, the "Golden Dragon gun"!

"I'll take this golden gun. It's your compensation to me."

While talking, Cheng Feng subdues the restless Golden Dragon gun with brute force and throws it into the picture of ten thousand swords.

"Cheng Feng, you are really good."

Cheng Feng's strong performance made many people silent.

But the real master was not afraid. The Yufeng saint's face sank and said, "however, if you think no one can control you, you are very wrong!"

"Bensheng will give you another chance and put the coffin away immediately."

"Otherwise, Ben Sheng will send you to the west by hand!"

The saint of Yufeng is not an ordinary person. Ten holy patterns were condensed long ago.

Now the cultivation is further, and eleven holy patterns have been condensed.

Looking at the whole heaven holy prison, it is also a dignified figure.

He personally launched a horse against Cheng Feng, giving Cheng Feng a lot of pressure!

However, Cheng Feng is neither high nor low.

"Yufeng saint, I have already said that this coffin was deliberately obtained by others."

Cheng Feng explained again: "I'm also a victim. I can't control the coffin at all."

"Please also ask the saint of Yufeng to distinguish right from wrong and unite all the martial artists present to suppress the coffin!"

"Hum, sophistry!"

The holy man of Yufeng didn't believe it: "this God demon coffin is very strange. Many great experts have studied it for many years and found nothing."

"It fell into your hands, but such changes suddenly occurred."

"If it has nothing to do with you, is it possible?"

The holy man of Yufeng has seen the mystery of the demon coffin.

Because one of his elders had a chance to get a god demon coffin for a period of time.

The elder was famous for his wisdom, but he couldn't open the coffin of gods, demons and demons.

Finally, he exhausted his efforts and died with regret!

Therefore, I firmly believe that the changes in the coffin of gods, demons and demons are caused by Cheng Feng!

"It seems that the holy man of Yufeng has an answer in his heart. No matter what I say, I won't change."

Seeing the eyes of the saint of Yufeng, Cheng Feng knew it clearly in his heart.

The divine power in the body rolled and made preparations for the war.

"Hum, stubborn thing!"

The saint of Yufeng's face sank and shouted, "since you are determined to die, the saint will fulfill you!"

When the words fell, the holy man of Yufeng used his good martial arts, tiancrack's hand.

Wow ~ ~

A white jade like hand fell from the sky and went straight to Cheng Feng.

"Thunder gun fist, nine thunder blows the top!"

Facing the holy one of Yufeng, Cheng Feng dared not be careless and showed his thunder gun fist.

However, the fist hit Baiyu's big hand and was caught by Baiyu's big hand.

Bang bang!

He squeezed the punch hard and burst!

It shows the almost abnormal strength of Yufeng saint.

"The holy one of Yufeng is powerful."

"It is said that the heavenly crack hand of the saint of Yufeng can easily tear up the ten patterns."

"This time, I will make Shangcheng Feng beg for mercy!"

People are full of confidence in Yufeng saint.

Many people raised their arms and shouted for the holy one of Yufeng.

"What a holy ten patterns!"

Cheng Feng's eyebrows picked: "it's more than twice as strong as the king of the nine grain real holy golden spear!"

"Cheng Feng, this man is not the true saint of ten patterns."

At this time, Nalan's voice sounded: "it should have condensed eleven holy patterns, which can be regarded as a hard stubble."

"Don't keep your hands. Open your fire and solve this person as soon as possible!"

"Condensed out eleven holy patterns?"

Cheng Feng thought: "no wonder the strength is so strong!"