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"Split!" A deep voice suddenly came from the sword array, and the next moment, Chen Feng saw a gap in the ** sword array without warning, and a middle-aged body surnamed Tie stepped out of it awe-inspiringly.

"Back!" Almost instinctively, there was a flash of thunder under Chen Feng's feet, and his figure flew towards the distance like a shooting star.

"boom--"

Just as Chen Feng left, the space where he was standing before suddenly shattered inch by inch, and a figure slowly appeared outside the shattered space, it was the middle-aged man surnamed Tie.

But the figure that was stepping out of the gap in the sword array was still walking slowly, and gradually dissipated after a few breaths.

"Okay, it's really interesting to see through my 'Shadow Splitting Technique'!" Outside the Shattered Space, the middle-aged man surnamed Tie looked coldly at Chen Feng in the distance, his eyes were cold: "You should be proud of being able to compel I have to use such a hole card, below the Mahayana period, you are the first!"

"Proud, you alone are not worthy of making me proud!" Chen Feng laughed, but his eyes were surprisingly solemn.

"The Tyrannical Dragon Sect is indeed a behemoth that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Its foundation is unmatched by a rising star like the Cen family. The technique of splitting shadows, the Tyrannical Dragon Art, and even the Tyrannical Killing Fist all make the cultivators of the Tyrannical Dragon Sect His fighting power is much stronger than that of ordinary monks!"

In the blink of an eye, thoughts in Chen Feng's mind continued to flow like water: "I can't spend it with him, who knows what powerful moves he hasn't come up with yet, we must fight quickly!"

"The art of splitting shadows, the art of thousands of shadows!" The middle-aged man surnamed Tie was affected, and his body split apart rapidly. In an instant, thousands of middle-aged figures surnamed Tie appeared in front of Chen Feng. .

These thousands of figures are all extremely solid, with violent breaths, and it is impossible to tell which one is the main body and which is the phantom.

"Boy, let's end it here!" Qian Dao's figure said in unison, the voices were uniform.

The next moment, Qiandao's figures moved violently, each of them wielding the Overlord Killing Fist, all of them were astonishingly powerful.

With wretched eyes, Chen Feng stared coldly at the figure of Qian Dao rushing towards him.

He wanted to find out the real body quickly before the attack came.Choose one out of a thousand, this is a difficult choice, as long as there is the slightest mistake or omission, it will bear the blow of the violent storm caused by the old man surnamed Tie. Such a blow is fatal!

Powerful spiritual power swayed across the sky, and every detail of Qian Dao's figure was clearly in Chen Feng's mind.

Chen Feng secretly rejoiced that he had the mental power of the late Mahayana stage, otherwise, there would be no survivors in this round.

Chen Feng's mental power is like a high-speed machine, quickly scanning all the details and analyzing them meticulously.This is a race against the god of death, and only by finding the real body of the other party before the god of death arrives, can Chen Feng defeat the enemy.

"Go to hell!" All of a sudden, thousands of figures came together in front of Chen Feng, shouted in unison, waved their fists in unison, and unleashed a killing blow.

Intense power fluctuations hit the sky and covered the earth, making Chen Feng unable to tell the truth from the fake!

At the same time, Chen Feng's eyes lit up suddenly, and a strong fighting spirit shot out crazily!

"Green clothes, help me!" Chen Feng yelled frantically in his heart, and the Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand crazily stabbed violently in a certain direction.

At the same time, a wave of green power crazily gushed out from Sword Spirit's green body, and poured into the Potian Sword.

"call out--"

The sound of howling swords shook the monks in Lincang City. For a moment, all the monks below the Nascent Soul stage squatted on the ground in pain, and tried to cover their ears with their hands, but blood was still gurgling.

"Breaking Heaven Sword, Exterminate!" Chen Feng's roar followed the roar of the sword, and a burst of three-color sword energy suddenly shot out from the Sky Breaking Sword, carrying the energy of destroying the sky and destroying the earth towards the sword. One of the thousands of figures shot away quickly.

Victory and defeat are all in one fell swoop, if Chen Feng misjudged and inspired him with the Potian Sword, he would no longer have the ability to fight against the middle-aged man surnamed Tie, and could only be mermaid, doomed!

"hiss--"

The sword light shot rapidly, quickly drowning that figure, as if covering an insignificant point in the sky.

"No!" However, this insignificant figure uttered a sound of despair at this moment, like a howling before death, extremely desperate.

Hearing this figure, Chen Feng knew that he won the bet!

In the nick of time, Chen Feng accurately grasped the one-thousandth chance and successfully hit the middle-aged Tie's body.

Except for getting the figure, all the tricks of the other 99 figures fell on Chen Feng, but Chen Feng didn't even frown.

I saw that the move that landed on him didn't feel the slightest at all, and after the move was implemented, those figures quickly disappeared without even a trace.

All the figures disappeared, and in the originally "overcrowded" sky, only Chen Feng was left standing empty in midair, holding a black long sword, majestic.

But the middle-aged man surnamed Tie couldn't even find any bones. Under Chen Feng's piercing sword, the middle-aged man surnamed Tie had no bones left.

"Father!" Tie Biqiao wailed, her eyes were blood red, and she rushed towards Chen Feng like lightning, as if she wanted to avenge her father.Judging by this woman's aura, she turned out to be a late-stage monk.

"Hmph, overestimate your own strength!" Chen Feng casually slashed away with the three-color true essence in the Potianjian.

Although Potian Yijian emptied most of his true energy, it was still possible to casually kill some monks who hadn't even crossed the tribulation period.

The sword light flashed, and Tie Biqiao's figure was completely engulfed. With the sword light, the only thing left in the air was a corpse that had been cut in half.

Tie Biqiao, the lady of Lincang City, dies!

"Who else wants to come and die?" Chen Feng looked at the people on Yi Canglong's side in the sky coldly.

"Gulu—" Everyone swallowed, their gazes flickering as they looked at Chen Feng.

Even the strongest middle-aged man surnamed Tie was killed by Chen Feng, what capital do they have to fight Chen Feng?

"Chen Feng, do you know that the person you killed was Elder Tie Jue of the Tyrant Dragon Sect. Elder Tie Jue is highly respected in the Tyrannical Dragon Sect. If you kill him, you will definitely be hunted down endlessly by the Tyrannical Dragon Sect!" Yi Canglong He drank coldly, but his eyes were a little dodgy.

He was really afraid of Chen Feng, he was afraid that Chen Feng would kill him if he didn't like him.

"So what?" Chen Feng smiled lightly, his eyes full of determination: "Whether it's the heavenly king or the hell devil, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me."

As he said that, Chen Feng looked at those people seriously: "You guys, do you want to kill me?"

ps: Don't keep everyone waiting, these three chapters have been released together.Would you like some flowers to support me?