Chapter 2485

The abbot of Qianming Temple looked miserable, but he was not fatally wounded.

At this time, he roared at Cheng Feng, Hua La ~ ~

The black sun storm map seemed to be summoned, and the struggle became more intense.

Even Cheng Feng had a feeling that he couldn't grasp it!

"Want to take back this painting? It's a dream!"

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows, grabbed the hand of the black sun storm map and grabbed it.

The next moment, his body suddenly shook and appeared in front of the abbot of Qianming temple.

Then without any nonsense, another punch went up.

This time, the abbot of Qianming temple was prepared.

When Cheng Feng rushed here, he urged the Buddha power to condense a layer of Buddha power shield around his body and protect himself.

However, the punch from Cheng Feng was useless.

At the moment when the fist hit, the layer of Buddhist shield immediately deformed violently and sank inward.

Boom! When the deformation reached its maximum, the fist had hit the abbot of Qianming temple in the face.

Beat him up again and tossed him in the air.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Being beaten in the face again, the abbot of Qianming temple was angry.

While yelling and scolding, he raised his Sabre and prepared to kill Cheng Feng.

However, without waiting for his knife.

Cheng Feng appeared on his side and kicked him on the wrist holding the knife.

Click ～～

Just listen to the sound of broken bones.

The hand of the abbot of Qianming temple was separated from his body.

At the same time, the top relic level Sabre also flew to the cloud.

Shua! Cheng Feng chased out.

The speed was so fast that he caught the saber flying up the cloud.

Take a little look, and you'll be included in the ten thousand sword picture.

When the battle is over, throw it to the chopper knife to swallow it.

"Old thing, do you want to continue?"

Cheng Feng returned and stood in front of the abbot of Qianming temple.

Eyes fixed on each other and asked coldly.

"You little beast, why does the speed become so fast?"

At this time, the abbot of Qianming temple has not awakened from the blow just now.

You know, he is also a famous figure.

Even thirty Wen Zhensheng was afraid of three points, but Cheng Feng beat him without fighting back.

Like a three-year-old child, his heart was cold.

"The mouth is still so unclean!"

Cheng Feng's face sank: "it seems that you haven't played enough!"

"In that case, let's continue."

When the words fell, a black lightning came and flashed around the abbot of Qianming temple.

Even if the abbot of Qianming Temple dodges and defends, it has no effect.

About a minute later, the abbot of Qianming Temple sat paralyzed in the air.

In front of him was a pair of broken iron powder, which was caused by Cheng Feng's fist breaking a shield.

As for the abbot of Qianming temple, his bones were broken and he couldn't even sit stably.

If the cultivation was not strong, there would be no breathing.

"Should be comfortable now?"

After beating the abbot of Qianming temple, Cheng Feng moved his fist slightly.

Light way: "in fact, this is already good. Compared with the torture I suffered in the black sun storm, this is Pediatrics!"

Cheng Feng's words are true.

He was cut countless times in the black sun storm map.

That kind of inhuman torture and despair are enough to make people run away alive!

The injury suffered by the abbot of Qianming temple at this time is not worth mentioning.

"Little beast, I underestimated you."

The abbot of Qianming temple made a venomous voice: "however, you can't live long."

"Even if your cultivation reaches the level of perfection and semi saint, you are doomed to die!"

"I'm a little curious."

Cheng Feng said, "I have no enemies with you. Why do you plan on me? What's good for you?"

"Did you come to kill me because of the reward offered by Lancang temple?"

"Reward from Lancang temple? Hey, hey ~ ~"

The abbot of Qianming Temple disdained with a smile: "I've fallen into this field. I'm sure I can't live. Just tell you the truth."

"I'm the abbot of Qianming temple. My name is Qianming. I've received an order from foreign powers to kill you."

"Once you succeed, you will get a lot of benefits, and it's no problem to cast a Buddha body!"

"By the way, there is more than one foreign power I want to kill you, all of which are super powerful!"

"Extraterritorial power?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng's mood fluctuated: "it's really these old things!"

Cheng Feng has long known about the pursuit of foreign powers.

The reason why he entered heaven holy prison was to avoid it.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he came to the south from the northwest of tiancangsheng prison, a foreign power contacted the abbot of Qianming temple to kill him.

It can be imagined that someone outside the country knows his whereabouts like the back of his hand!

"Black sun storm, kill me!"

When Cheng Feng's mood fluctuates.

The abbot of Qianming Temple suddenly flashed a blood light in his eyes and gave a low roar.

Then, the black sun storm map held by Cheng Feng burst into a heavy black light.

Like a black dragon, he just broke away from Cheng Feng.

Open your mouth and swallow Cheng Feng!

"Die!"

Cheng Feng suddenly woke up, raised his fist, twisted his waist and put his crotch, and poured all his strength into his fist.

Boom ～～

Then he punched out and directly blew up the black dragon that swallowed him.

Turn into a picture again and fly to the horizon.

Poof! The counterattack of the black sun storm map was broken, and the abbot of Qianming temple was struck by lightning.

His face suddenly turned white and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Old man, play tricks with me."

Cheng Feng raised his hand and grabbed the abbot of Qianming temple. He said in a cold voice, "how to control this painting containing the black sun storm?"

"If you answer truthfully, I can give you a happy."

"Otherwise, I will make you feel more painful than the black sun storm!"

Referring to being blown by the black sun storm, the abbot of Qianming Temple shivered involuntarily.

Obviously know that taste, how painful it is.

"Cheng Feng, you can't kill me."

But the abbot of Qianming Temple didn't want to die. He coughed and said, "I'm the disciple of the monk king of the ten ancient temples in the southern region."

"If you kill me, my master will avenge me."

"Monk king of suspension temple?"

Cheng Feng's eyes contracted.

Monk king, this is a unique existence of Buddhism in the southern region.

There are only ten Buddhists in the whole southern region, which is the strongest existence of Buddhism in the southern region.

It is said that the monk king has cast the Buddha body, which is equivalent to the giant who created the realm.

Maybe the rumors are exaggerated, but it will never be false to cast a half step Buddha body.

In other words, the monk king of the suspension temple is at least a semi saint with combat power comparable to that of the perfection level.

If the other party kills, it is a great threat to Cheng Feng!

But Cheng Feng was not frightened. He pondered for a moment and said, "Qianming, you must die."

"If you want my life, even the monk Wang of the suspension temple can't save you."

"So, I'll give you half a minute to think. It's best not to make mistakes!"