The white robes swayed from the shallows, and the man's back was still long and thin. He turned his back to the ruthlessness. Even so, he still felt the feeling of ice and cold from the man's body.

“Yi Yi Feng?”

Yi Feng, he is back?

The man squinted at the thin lips, and the beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, cold and cold like a knife, and fell on He Feixiang's body.

boom!

The man's palm was slightly hard, and He Feixiang's body was back in a few steps. His eyes were full of surprises, and he looked at the handsome face.

"who are you?"

This continent, there are people who can resist his attack?

He Feixiang’s face was very unsightly, his face screamed and he asked coldly.

"Chu Yifeng."

His voice is cold and the words are more concise. It seems that for these people, it is a waste to say more than one word.

"Chu Yifeng? He is Chu Yifeng?"

I was shocked to hear that they were isolated from the world, so they have not seen Chu Yifeng.

Now, when I heard Chu Ran and Chu Yifeng, I was shocked. The man in front of me was the genius of the Holy Land.

Only his strength is inevitable now, and some are too strong?

"I don't care who you are, people who come here today must die!" He Feixiang's eyes spurred with anger and once again attacked Chu Yifeng.

He was in the shape of electricity, and he quickly reached the front of Chu Yifeng. His palm was steep and falling. Why, his hand had not touched Chu Yifeng, and his wrist was firmly held by him.

"I don't care who you are, the people who violate the Holy Land, you will die!"

Every time the sound of Chu Yifeng fell, He Feixiang felt that there was a feeling of turning the river down the chest, and it seemed that blood would flow backwards.

Chu Yifeng has restored the appearance of the cloud and the wind, but his black scorpion still contains a knife like a cold, and the strength of his hand suddenly increases.

With a bang, He Feixiang clearly heard the sound of the bones

Xiaomi looked at the wind and the wind shone a few times: "Less master, these **** come here to rob my master with their miracles, they want to hurt my master."

Boom!

Chu Yifeng’s body was surging, and the wind blew in his body, which increased his chill.

"You are here for the sake of Yan?"

He Feixiang’s twilight reveals the color of panic, because he clearly feels that the strength of this man is at least in the middle of God.

"Say, is it because of Yan?" The scorpion of Chu Yifeng was cold, his voice was chilling, and he screamed coldly.

He Feixiang clenched his teeth tightly: "Yes, I am here for miracles, but how about this? Miracles should not belong to this continent."

Xiaomi swayed her head: "I heard no, he came here for miracles. Now this miracle has been attributed to my master. His behavior is nothing more than robbing his master."

When he came to save the army, Xiaomi was naturally not as scared as before. He twisted his huge body and did not forget to look at his eyes with contemptuous eyes.

"Looking for death!"

Chu Yifeng’s punch hit Fei Fei’s body and flew out.

The gods of the spiritual world want to do it, but the little one is twisted, and the huge body is in front of everyone.

At the same time, Tsing Yi and others also have actions.

These gods have no help from He Feixiang. In fact, there is no place where the waves are stronger than before.