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Chapter 1792

How could the Xuanyi sect not have firm control over a medicine man who had spent so much effort training him?

If there wasn't a reason why he had to do it, if the Xuanyi sect hadn't directly dispatched him by name, the medicine people wouldn't be willing to deal with a proud man who has a great reputation!

But among all the proud men of heaven, none of them are simple.

No one would provoke a well-known genius without any reason or preparation, unless there is something wrong with their brains or they are ready to kill him by force.

There is nothing wrong with the minds of the medicine people, and I don’t know if the Xuanyi sect has made such a plan. Everything is going on in such a confused manner.

They don't want to challenge Chen Feng, and no one wants to be a stepping stone for others, unless there is a reason to do it.

In fact, the black-robed medicine men have no right to choose at all, so they appear on the stage now and fight with Chen Feng with their lives just for the somewhat illusory promise.

The face of the "Eye of Formation" medicine man who rushed out became even more distorted with murderous intent. Coupled with the chilling atmosphere, he was like a messenger from hell, ferocious and strange.

The real murderous intention has arrived one step ahead, and has already swept up countless flying dust in the arena.

At this moment, Chen Feng's mind was blank, and he seemed to be in a daze. His dull eyes were staring at the increasingly dazzling fists, and he turned a blind eye to the actions of the black robe, completely immersed in himself.

In the study of the changes, even the fist that was about to come was regarded as air.

It's no wonder that Chen Feng completely ignored the "Array Eye" medicine man. It was because his own changes were too strange. Even if he was in a deep and dangerous situation, he had to understand the situation first!

When he used his pure power to control the Heaven-shaking Fist, his magical power changed strangely. Even before it was fully activated, the terrifying power was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.

Is this still the Heaven-Shaking Fist that I am familiar with?

Chen Feng began to feel uncertain in his heart. The Heaven-shaking Fist controlled by pure power turned out to be a bit more terrifying than the power in the victory posture.

Maybe this Heaven-Shaking Fist is a special magical power just for physical training!

Chen Feng felt a strong sense of crisis appearing in front of him, and he casually used the Heaven-Shaking Fist to attack him. It was not bad to simply test the power.

I saw Chen Feng casually swinging his hand in the direction where the medicine man was attacking. The terrifying fist force instantly penetrated the surface of the skin and exploded directly with the help of the violent fist wind. Then everyone saw the extremely terrifying fist wind and aimed at the medicine man.

People came forward to greet him.

"boom"

The medicine man's powerful punch seemed to be close to approaching Chen Feng. The actual murderous intention was stroking the ends of his hair, and he was stunned to be swept away by the sudden wind of the fist.

The domineering physical power penetrated directly through the body and began to erupt one after another in various parts of Yao Ren's body. The huge force also directly pushed him away.

Chen Feng's attention has been completely diverted, and he is not on the ring at all. This is the black-robed medicine man's last chance to defeat Chen Feng, and in this second, this opportunity has completely disappeared.

The sturdy figure was like a kite with its string broken, flying towards the eight-door golden lock array. The originally extremely strong body began to shrink crazily, cracks began to appear on the body, and blood instantly appeared.
Chapter completed!
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