Lei Tianli understood and quickly came to Liu Xiaoyue and said: "Miss Liu, if you continue to stay here, you will only hinder Chen Feiyu. If you are really worried about him, it is better to stay away from him."

Liu Xiaoyue's expression suddenly froze, and her struggling movements stopped.

Liu Zhan was overjoyed, gave Lei Tianli a look of approval, and pulled Liu Xiaoyue quickly back.

Lei Tianli stood not far away, protecting Liu Xiaoyue from harm.

Chen Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes were sharp, and the sword intent around him surged again. With the blessing of the purple sword light, both strength and speed were greatly enhanced. The purple sword light flashed and the sword shadow flashed, and he continued to attack Gong Tianque.

of vital importance.

Gong Tianque is not as profound as Musashi Banri, nor is he as fast as Sect Master Li. Facing Chen Feiyu's lightning fast attack, he can only parry with all his strength with golden sword energy and keep retreating.

Everyone around was shocked. No wonder Chen Feiyu could rise so quickly. In a duel, even the "late legendary" strong men could not parry his sword light. Sure enough, there are no virtual warriors despite his great reputation!

On the other side, Morris, the vice-pope of the Western Holy See, winked at March, the chief heretic judge beside him.

The next moment, Ma Qi strode towards Chen Feiyu. His burly body stepped on the ground, making a "rumbling" sound, as if there was an earthquake.

Despite his burly body, he was extremely fast. He rushed to Chen Feiyu in an instant. Yang Tian roared, clenched his fist as big as a casserole, and hit Chen Feiyu hard.

In an instant, the powerful punching wind caused Chen Feiyu's face to hurt, and he almost couldn't open his eyes. Long cracks appeared on the bluestone ground under his feet, extending towards his back.

Chen Feiyu frowned, gave up chasing Gong Tianque, and swung his sword horizontally, slashing at Ma Qi's fist.

With a "clang" sound, Chen Feiyu felt as if he had been chopped on a gold stone... No, even a gold stone would be split in half by the purple sword light, but if it was chopped on the opponent's fist, it would not cause any harm.

, instead there was a counter-shock force, which made Chen Feiyu's wrists numb and his body's energy and blood surged.

Startled, Chen Feiyu immediately stepped back.

Chen Feiyu moved his numb wrist for a moment. He remained calm on the surface, but he was extremely surprised in his heart. The purple sword light had surpassed all the magical weapons in the world, but it could not hurt Ma Qi even a hair, the heretical judge of the Western Holy See.

Long and physically strong to an incredible extent!

Ma Qi did not pursue Chen Feiyu immediately. Although he was not injured by the purple sword light, there were bursts of severe pain in the area struck by the purple sword light, which made him grin.

"Ma Qi is a super strong man that our Western Holy See has spent countless efforts to cultivate. Even within the Western Holy See, except for the Pope, no one is Ma Qi's opponent. No, to be precise, no one can hurt him at all.

." Morris seemed to see Chen Feiyu's doubts and said with a smile: "Chen Feiyu, just go ahead and capture him."

As if to confirm what he said, Ma Qi rubbed the red and swollen back of his hand, suddenly roared, waved his fist again and rushed towards Chen Feiyu "kick, kick, kick", as if he wanted to smash Chen Feiyu into a puddle of meat!

Chen Feiyu raised his finger, pointed the purple sword light at Ma Qi, and said with a frown: "I want to see if your body is stronger, or my sword is faster!"

He immediately jumped up and turned into a purple dragon!
Chapter completed!