"Bang~~~"

The force of fists surged over the basin swamp. Chen Feng's right fist crossed, and the air swept through the air and made a harsh sound, hitting Feng Zhenbin's left arm, just like a heavy cannon bombardment, revealing the surging waves of force.

"What a great power!"

Seeing Chen Feng's free and unrestrained fist wind sweeping through his power, his might even shake and solidify the space, Chen Chong's brow jumped and couldn't help but look horrified.

In Chen Chong's view, Chen Feng's maximum power is even greater than Chen Meng in the middle stage of Tongxuan.

However, compared to Chen Meng's power of treasure, Chen Feng's terrifying power comes from himself, and his achievements in boxing are definitely more than one level higher than him.

Chen Feng's fierce and unrestrained offensive was free and agile in the eyes of others. He seemed to have not brought much strength and his power was far from comparable to his mysterious boxing skills, but the explosive power generated when it fell on Feng Zhenbin was extremely terrifying.

Huang Wen's eyes were shining brightly: "The texture nodes that flashed through Chen Feng's body can effectively absorb and disperse, and act on the body with a little external force. He used his physical magic power to swallow Tonghao's fist explosion, and then released this external force through free and unrestrained boxing and hit the little bastard!"

"I'm afraid it's not stopping. Chen Feng did swallow Feng Zhenbin's fist explosion, but in the process of releasing this external force, there was a big change. Have you seen the fist force that flipped on Feng Zhenbin?" Jiang Tianlang observed the body surface of the young man in the late stage of Tongxuan, like a dimensional flip.

"The fist power did not dissipate, but gradually poured into Feng Zhenbin's body from the orifices, causing damage to his cultivation foundation, like violent alien forces that kept causing backlash in his body. This is also the reason why he was in a careless manner and was at a disadvantage soon and had no room for change of hands." Li Zhen smiled on his face, as if he mocked the cowards of the late-stage young man in Tongxuan.

"It's really a bit beyond my expectations. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng's mastery of power has become more and more simple and profound in more than 30 years. Do you still remember that Wanwu Sanshou has another title? I think that Feng Zhenbin didn't want to fight back, but was completely dragged into the abyss by a fierce attack!" Zi Hanying's face tightened and looked a little solemn.

"Is the Crazy Demon Fight? Maybe Chen Feng hasn't really entered the state yet..." Huang Wenji expressed his premonition, which changed his expressions from the group.

"Boom! Boom! Boom~~~"

Chen Feng's body was like a ghost, approaching Feng Zhenbin, who was like a tumbler. His fists were extremely stretched and hit the opponent with unruly and unpredictable fist style.

"To fight back..."

Feng Zhenbin, who had been gritting his teeth to defend and enduring the strength of Chen Feng's fist, caused painful damage to the body of the meridians, was anxious, but it was extremely difficult to accumulate strength.

"Bang~~~"

With cracks appearing on Feng Zhenbin's arms protecting his head, Chen Feng made a heavy uppercut, which completely broke the blocking style.

"It's over..."

When he found that Chen Feng's eyes were fierce and his strong body turned into a twisted light and shadow, and his left fist with a strong sense of concealment was hit by Feng Zhenbin, who was opening the empty door. Some powerful people with keen eyes were amazed in their hearts.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

In a critical moment, Feng Zhenbin's series of handprints even made many people's perception pause for a moment.

"Boom~~~"

When some people found that Chen Feng's left fist was poured hard on Feng Zhenbin's face and burst his head into a cloud of smoke, a bright hand photocopy burst out and was branded on Chen Feng's chest.

The two figures of close-kick attack separated and retreated backward almost at the same time.

“Woo~~~”

It was not until this time that the weight of Chen Feng's body of the sky appeared, and he stopped his chest from being blasted by a blow of handprints.

"Induce the Void and the Sun!"

Chen Feng, who stepped down from his feet, stepped out a burst of light and took advantage of his arms and made a powerful move to pull the bow.

A wave of dazzling lightning shot out from the nine heavens, and the spiritual energy and chaotic force of the entire world were all pulled by Chen Feng's momentum, forming a large radiant bow.

During the gathering of spiritual energy in the sky, Chen Feng's mysterious texture nodes flowed even more brilliantly, and he quickly diluted the bright handprints on his chest.

Seeing Chen Feng pulling the bow's hands and guiding the destructive power of Feng Zhenbin's handprint into the wind's eyes when the big bow lit up, the old man from Xuanmingzong's rosacea's face couldn't help but feel a little strange.

On the other hand, Feng Zhenbin, whose head was blown out by Chen Feng, not only did not lose his damage, but Yan Hua, whose head was exploding, gathered again with difficulty, and appeared to be transformed into flesh and blood.

"Immortal Body?"

Chen Meng, who was in the sky barrier, looked nervous. In his opinion, Feng Zhenbin's mastery of the immortal body was even more exquisite and ethereal than that of the imperial literary master, and his recovery from trauma was much faster.

"Swish~~~"

Faced with the changes of Feng Zhenbin in the late Tongxuan period, Chen Feng's eyes fluttered, and the full-blown gaze still let go, shooting out the Fengyan arrow.

"Boom~~~"

Before Jiantao could fully unfold, a big explosion occurred on Feng Zhenbin.

The light explosion of arrows was like countless torrents surging, forming an extremely small black hole, constantly drilling into Feng Zhenbin's chest, who had transformed into a misty smoke, causing the space to be slightly distorted.

The spiritual power and the crazy energy between heaven and earth seemed to have been suddenly taken away, becoming particularly quiet.

Chen Feng, who had shown his appearance, had a flushed skin and a faint white aura, as if he had just been taken out of the steamer.

Feng Zhenbin's body turned into Yan Hua. Although it seemed extremely resilient, the arrow-turning hole in his chest never dissipated for a long time, making Feng Henian, an old man from Haoyan Valley, look extremely ugly.

"Something is wrong!"

Huang Wenji, who had been observing the changes in the situation, murmured in a deep voice as he patiently fought in his heart.

"Although the monk from Haoyan Valley is doing well, Chen Feng is still stronger, especially when he is caught in close combat, this gap will only be magnified continuously. Even if it is turned back through the mystery of the Immortal Body, it will be too late!" Jiang Tianlang shook his head and said regretfully.

"Feng Zhenbin's body changes cannot be called an immortal body. At best, it is just a prying eye to the foundation of immortality and a falseization produced by supernatural powers and methods. If he was not so careless at the beginning, he might be able to deal with Chen Feng with the treasure." Li Zhen's vision was quite tricky.

"I think Chen Feng is just warming up. With his own strength, he would not have a chance to kill the young man in Haoyan Valley in the previous round of unrestrained offensives. Even if he really wanted to kill the young man in Haoyan Valley, he would not have had a chance, even if he truly forged an immortal body. After all, the immortal body is only relative. If he can truly immortal, there would not be so many cultivators with extraordinary foundations buried in the torrent of time." Zi Hanying said with a faint smile.

"That little bastard has no capital for arrogant. I don't care whether he is dead or alive. What I said is wrong. It's Chen Feng's Lingyuan..." Huang Wenji narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Chen Feng has also revealed his spiritual essence before. Is there any problem?" Jiang Tianlang cast an inquiring look at Huang Wenji.

Among the four, only Huang Wenji had the body of aurora and was a pure immortal foundation monk. In comparison, he also knew Chen Feng best, who had created a body of dryness.

"As a cultivator, it is normal to cultivate spiritual energy. The withered aura revealed by Chen Feng before is not his own spiritual energy, it is the power of the treasure he possesses. But look at Chen Feng's spiritual energy now, its spiritual power is not as good as before, and its aura has also changed a lot!" Although Huang Wenji was unwilling to face reality, he had the idea that the gap between Chen Feng and him was widening for the first time.

"The breath has indeed faded a lot. I remember that the withered aura revealed by Chen Feng was black, but his current evaporation essence is brilliant, and it is different from his previous essence. The cultivation aura of the ninth level of Qi Refining is becoming clearer!" Li Zhen looked at Huang Wenji with a little suspicious look.

"What's going on? Are you different from him now..."

As Huang Wenji's dual cultivation partner, Zi Hanying had a vague premonition and asked him with concern.

"I am a fellow practitioner of human tools now. To put it bluntly, I use the power and breath of the treasure. Perhaps at the beginning, I was far superior to those of the same level and had powerful means, but the later I went, all kinds of disadvantages would appear!" Huang Wenji looked at Chen Meng and others and said.

"Then they..."

Li Zhen seemed to care very much about the two girls Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun.

"I'm afraid the same is true. For some reason, those three people brought me a sense of ancient and ordinary. Among those people, Chen Meng was still using the power of the treasure." Huang Wenji looked like a torch, observing the situation and sighed.

Just as many cultivators were talking about it, Feng Zhenbin, who had transformed into Yanhua, gradually recovered and stabilized after being hit by Yinxu Guanri.

"Chen Feng, you haven't mastered the domineering intention yet. It's impossible to severely damage me." Feng Zhenbin, who transformed into a physical body, had his arms cracks completely recovered.

"Is that so? But it's really a bit beyond my expectations for you to be alive now." Chen Feng smiled evilly and his eyes were fixed on Feng Zhenbin's chest.

It seemed that the expressions of the many monks around him were a little wrong. Feng Zhenbin, who had transformed Yan Hua into a physical body, then lowered his head and looked at his chest.

The crystal-clear arrow hole, which was thick in Feng Zhenbin's chest for a long time, could not be calmed down. The wound was like a rock section, which penetrated deep into his chest.

I don’t know if it’s due to psychological effects, but after I found that the arrow hole in my chest could not be recovered, a trace of blood was quickly printed on the corner of Feng Zhenbin’s mouth, and even his breath was rapidly weakening.

"This is just the beginning. Don't just fall down like this. Next, I will break your bones inch by inch and make a leather lantern to put them on." Chen Feng kept clenching his fists and let go, and he couldn't wait.

Before the Haoyan Valley's strong cultivators took action, Feng Zhenbin's face showed a fierce smile: "Your physical skills are indeed very strong, but you can only get here."

When Feng Zhenbin opened his mouth and bleeded blood, bringing out an exquisite jade gourd. Chen Feng showed a playful smile on his face, and his right hand touched the micro-carved letter ring. The dazzling metallic luster had shone between the world.

Seeing what Chen Feng sacrificed, not only Huang Wenji, but even Ruan Yun's expression suddenly changed.

A puppet with a metallic luster all over the body and a blurred face that cannot tell the difference between men and women. Even if there is no spiritual power fluctuation, it has overwhelming pressure.

"If you want to compete for the power of treasures, you don't have a chance. I can announce now that you are finished." Chen Feng's body turned into a sealed light and actually merged into it from behind the metal puppet.

"That's the first Qingtian Peak..."

Zi Hanying could no longer control her emotions and said in surprise.

"No, it's just a shell. I have heard that the body of the head of Qingtian Peak is originally a puppet, and the soul scroll sealed in the puppet is crucial." Huang Wenji said with a positive look on his face.

"If it is really like you said, the first soul scroll on Qingtian Peak sealed in the metal puppet's body should no longer exist. The reason why Chen Feng was able to control the puppet was because of the mystery of the seal engraving technique." Jiang Tianlang's words were heavy and deflated.

"I have heard that Qiu Hong is practicing a strange martial art. Chen Feng used it once in the confrontation with the disciples of the six major sects, and it seemed to be attached to the other party's body. This kind of martial art with the incarnation mark integrated into external things is really a big threat." After the turbulent mood, Zi Hanying gradually calmed down.

"It seems that that guy has really obtained the inheritance of the Tianjun Peak lineage. In fact, compared to the hypocrite Tian Zhenxiong, Chen Feng is more suitable to be the first in the Tianjun Peak lineage!" When Jiang Tianlang sighed, his feet had already begun to retreat.

"I've asked about that old and unreasonable guy Qiu Hong is practicing three major tricks, one is Wanwu Shou, the other is the seal engraving technique, and the last trick is Mi Fangzhu. I have seen Chen Feng perform the first two tricks, but I don't know how strange Mi Fangzhu is. I haven't seen any detailed records of these three tricks in the Sutra Peak." Huang Wenji showed his special attention to Chen Feng until this time.

"If there are records in the Sutra Peak, the three strange lessons will not be considered the unique inheritance of Qiu Hong. Looking at Chen Feng's practice of Wanwu Sword and the seal engraving technique, it should be just a first look at the way, but when his cultivation continues to grow stronger in the future, his combat power may become more and more terrifying." Li Zhen, who had a premonition that something was wrong, also began to follow Jiang Tianlang to escape to the distance.

Just as the metal puppet was moving its limbs and seemed to be adapting, Feng Zhenbin, who spewed out the jade gourd, had already opened the gourd's mouth.

“Woo~~~”

The fanged figure accompanied by the flashing surface of the jade gourd. The ancient evil spirit has been released from the mouth of the gourd.

Seeing the fog surging, the jade gourd actually released an extremely terrifying and huge giant figure, and even Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly complain.

The huge giant figure, without feet, was mostly majestic, connected to the jade gourd through a huge smoke, and the overwhelming pressure was released, making the entire Qianqu swamp seem to be alive, from mud to turbulent waves.

Faced with the pressure of the giant's figure and the surging mud waves, many cultivators on small stone hills outside the swamp basin showed their own abilities and retreated to the distance.

"Damn, what did that little bastard take out? How could there be such a terrible treasure in the cultivation sect of the Great Yan Dynasty..." Huang Wenji's eyes were intertwined with greed and jealousy, and he seemed a little unwilling to admit that he underestimated the rustic bun.

Compared to the terrifying giant figure that surged out of the jade gourd, the metal puppet that Chen Feng possessed was much smaller.

"Do you still dare to speak loudly now? Not only you, but today, your Chen clan will also be wiped out in this thousand-curve swamp." Feng Zhenbin, holding a jade gourd, gave people a feeling of returning to the fire.
To be continued...