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"Huh, do you think this seat is still the four-stroke realm?"

In the face of Cheng Feng's killing, Zuotoushan was utterly fearless: "I have taken that Qianlongdan and raised it to the level of Wuwen."

"If you want to kill me, give up your life first!"

Shouting, Zuotoushan leaped into the air.

Your feet are like Juyue, kicking towards the sky.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Zuotoushan's foot strength is very fierce, and he actually kicked the squalling wind, poisonous fire, and robbery!

Then the soles of the feet turned empty and went straight to Cheng Feng!

"Di Cang Sword Art, cut me!"

Xiutou Mountain's Xiuwei reached the level of Wuwen, but Cheng Feng was not afraid.

Emperor Cang Daoshu was used, and a stabbing shot passed.

Bang ~~~

The blade edge collided with the sole of the foot, producing a sharp shock wave.

The violent power raged away, dispersing all the heists.

At the same time, the shock of Cheng Feng stopped suddenly.

For single theory, Cheng Feng still can't compare to Zoutoushan.

"Is this the strength of the Five Patterns?"

Cheng Feng's hand holding the knife was a little numb: "My strength now is much worse than Wuwen Zhensheng."

"It is estimated to be equal to the Four Patterns True Saints, and at best it is slightly better than half a chip!"

In fact, Cheng Feng's strength is already horrible.

It has not yet entered the realm of saints, but it can be compared to the Four Saints.

This kind of strength, can not find the second one in the entire Tiancang holy prison.

"Thirteen consecutive kicks!"

While Cheng Feng was savoring the strength of the Zousou Mountain, that Mousou Mountain had launched a real attack.

The feet kicked out in a series, turning into the shadow of the sky.

Each foot is as heavy as Mount Tai, and can easily kick a Sanwen Zhensheng.

At this moment, he was kicking Cheng Feng overwhelmingly!

"Emperor Cangshu, Wanxing Tonghui!"

Zuotoushan used leg martial arts, Cheng Feng was under pressure.

Without delay, the strongest style of Emperor Cang Sword was directly used.

Recently, Cheng Fengxiu has surged. God communicates the nine-day stars, and now has more than 1,800 stars.

Now with the slightly brighter stars, the stars in the sky are shining, and thousands of dazzling stars have appeared.

As Cheng Feng lifted the scabbard of the Buddha's wood, thousands of stars fell.

Integrating with Cheng Feng's three pillars, it suddenly turned into a matchless sword light.

Bang!

Cut the heavy feet kicked by the head of the mountain, chopped it apart.

The remaining knife light hit the sole of Zuo Toushan, and a deep opening was made in the sole of his boot.

There is golden blood flowing, that is the blood of the sage, the blood of the saint!

With the help of Emperor Cangdao, Cheng Feng actually hurt Zuotoushan.

Although this is just a skin trauma.

"Zoutou Mountain, you really lived and went back."

Zaotoushan was wounded, and another said, "It was the shame of the warrior that the fifth sacred pattern was condensed but was injured by a magician.

"Yang Wudi, you fart."

Zaotoushan's face sank: "This seat has not yet acted. Once the power of the Holy Pattern is used, it is easy to kill this child!"

Zaotoushan is not bragging.

The holy print is the source of the sage's strength. If Zotoushan uses the power of the holy print, the combat power will soar several times.

"Hey, you still forget it!"

Yang Wuzhen sneered: "Cheng Feng, let Ben Sheng resolve it!"

As the words fell, Yang Wudi was like a ghost, blasting towards Cheng Feng.

"Yang Wudi, you asshole!"

Seeing this scene, Zatoushan was angry: "Cheng Feng is the prey of this seat, no one wants to **** him away."

In the fury, the light inside Zantou Mountain was flourishing, and a round of hot sun appeared.

The tyrannical sacred pattern spread and opened, making Cheng Feng's look aggravated.

"Is that ... this is the true strength of Wuwen Zhensheng?"

"It seems that there is still a big gap between me and these guys!"

With the real move of Zuotoushan and Yang Wuzhen, Cheng Feng clearly realized his power gap with Wuwen Zhensheng.

Although he has recently taken Qianlongdan, he has pushed Xiu Wei to a scary level.

But compared to Wuwen Zhensheng, it is still far behind.

And the enemies he currently faces, all of them are incredibly horrible, stronger than Wuwen Zhensheng.

This gave Cheng Feng tremendous pressure, and his urge to become stronger in his heart rose again!

"My current practice is to climb to the limit of heaven, but I haven't reached the perfection, and my strength can be improved."

Cheng Feng secretly said: "As long as you take Qianlong Dan, your strength will be able to grow again, catching up with the Five Patterns and even the Six Patterns."

"But this matter is not in a hurry, wait until the enemies of Zuotoushan are resolved!"

Cheng Feng currently has three of the strongest killing tricks, one is the Qiankun bag, the second is the Devil Sword, and the third is the six-grade god-level paintings auctioned from the Tianli auction.

Can cause fatal wounds to Wuwen Zhensheng, which is Cheng Feng's box.

But the Devil Sword is sharpening himself in the scabbard of the Buddha's wood. It is at a critical moment, and it is best to not use it.

Qiankun bag is a supreme sacred weapon, once used, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Therefore, the best choice is the six paintings of God-level painting Hell Lock River!

However, when Cheng Feng was about to use his killing tricks.

Huh! The third person suddenly moved.

The man, dressed in black with a doll mask on his face, looked very funny.

But the strength reached a scary point, just a flash, came to Yang Wudi's approach.

Stabbing ~~~

Fluttered past Yang Wuyi's side.

Immediately, Yang Wudi's body was split from the chest cavity.

The sacred pattern in the body was shredded by an unknown weapon, and a divine figure with five patterns is really killed.

"What? Yang Wuzhen actually ..."

Zuotoushan was attacking Cheng Feng, and suddenly saw the scene, scared on the spot.

Looking at the corpse of Yang Wudi, he was a little embarrassed.

As for Cheng Feng, he is also full of energy.

Looking at the doll mask, his eyes narrowed to the extreme.

"You ... are you a soldier?"

After Yang Wuzhen was beheaded, he did not die immediately.

His thoughts were still there, and at this time he was full of panic: "I and Bing Sheng never had a dispute, why did he kill me?"

"Is there any reason for killing the soldiers?"

The doll mask man made a hoarse voice.

At the same time, a hand shakes, an unknown sharp tool flashes.

噗嗤 ～～～

Cut Yang Wudi's thoughts into powder.

"escape!"

Seeing the ruthless methods of the doll mask person, Zuotoushan felt cold.

Without any hesitation, leaving Cheng Feng will flee.

Not only was Mount Zoushou, Cheng Feng turned around and retreated.

Because the person of the doll mask is too strong, killing the Five-Striped True Saints is like killing chickens, which is a bit scary.

Dealing with these beings, death is imminent.

Escape is the best choice!

"Tzutoyama, have I let you run away?"

Faced with the fleeing Cheng Feng and Zuotoushan, the doll mask person was light and light.

He turned his head to stare at Mount Tou, and made a cold voice: "I ran away without letting you run. This is looking down on me." "So, I will show you off the road!"