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When Song Tiannan stepped on the ground, there was the sound of wooden planks of the rope bridge, but when Tie Yan stepped on it, there was the sound of stones.

Every step he takes happens to be the sound of his partner's footsteps, creating a strange rhythm.

The murderous auras of the two men worked together, filling the sky and covering Chu Feng.

Like a fisherman tightening his fishing net, he pressed towards Chu Feng step by step.

An ordinary ninth-grade master would have gone crazy under the pressure of these two people.

But for Chu Feng, this kind of coercion was like a breeze blowing on his face, not enough to scratch his itch.

When they came within ten feet of Chu Feng, Song Tiannan and Tie Yan shouted loudly at the same time without any sequence, and their voices sounded like one person.

The iron flame and iron spear went from bottom to top, straight to Chu Feng's throat.

Song Tiannan's sword turned into green light, leaped up, and thrust it towards Chu Feng's head.

Chu Feng turned his back to Tie Yan, pointed with his left hand, and hit the tip of Tie Yan's spear. With the power of the spear, he struck Song Tiannan with his sword.

The swords and swords intersected, and Song Tiannan's long sword was broken every inch.

Song Tiannan felt the familiar internal force rolling in.

He instantly understood that Chu Feng had used his unparalleled miraculous skills to transfer Tie Yan's lifelong skills to him with one blow.

Coupled with Chu Feng's own unparalleled magical power, he was equivalent to being attacked by two masters at the same time.

Song Tiannan was so frightened that he used the escape method taught by Bashiba and crouched like a turtle.

As soon as blood appeared on his back, Song Tiannan rolled back like a big ball.

Blood was spurting out from his mouth all the way, trying to use this turtle-shrinking technique to get rid of that fatal sword and regain his life.

Unexpectedly, the energy coming from his body far exceeded expectations.

Song Tiannan rolled all the way along the crossing bridge. After crossing the river, his speed did not slow down at all, and he crashed into the cliff on the opposite side.

Just like a piece of dough, slap it on the panel and instantly become a pie.

He was already curled up into a ball, but now all parts of his body were squeezed together, making it even harder to distinguish his limbs and torso.

Only blood flows down like a spring, gurgling.

[Ding, to kill Song Tiannan, please choose the opponent’s martial arts. 】

Tie Yan stabbed Chu Feng's finger with a spear, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

He thought that with this lightning strike, the enemy would be killed on the spot no matter what kind of protective skills he had.

Unexpectedly, when a spear pierced his finger, he was shocked to find that the place where the spear tip touched not only did not feel any puncture, but was instead as soft as cotton.

He struck with all his strength and was carried away by Chu Feng with the Great Shift of the Universe, like a mud cow falling into the sea.

Tie Yan shouted and thrust out the second spear immediately.

Chu Feng struck back with another sword.

Tie Yan only saw that the enemy's sword tip happened to be right on the tip of his own spear.

In an instant, a powerful force came, and the steel spear was as fragile as a stick, broken into pieces.

Only then did Tie Yan realize that the other party's internal strength far exceeded his imagination.

In shock, he threw away his spear and rolled away.

He did not dare to escape in the direction pointed by Chu Feng's sword, but rolled to the side. Unexpectedly, he fell into the air and rolled down the cliff.

Suddenly, a [-]-foot-long rope flew from the opposite bank, wrapped around Tie Yan, and pulled him over.

Chu Feng turned his head and looked.

I saw an ascetic-looking Tianzhu man on the other side waving a long rope.

The entire long rope was filled with real power. It was retracted and released like a spiritual snake, pulling the iron flames and flying towards the other side.

Chu Feng didn't ask any questions. He pointed his long sword in the distance, and a powerful force came out from the end of the sword, instantly penetrating Tie Yan's body in the air, and even hit the tip of the rope.

[Ding, to kill Tie Yan, please choose the opponent’s martial arts. 】

The Zhu people on that day were naturally the Hittite demon. He had extremely long weapons, so he lay in ambush on the other side, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Unexpectedly, one of them was already dead and the other injured before they even exchanged two blows.

If he didn't take action, Tie Yan might not be able to escape death either.

That's why he tried to help him, but he still couldn't save Tie Yan after all.

Chu Feng's force hit the tip of the rope, and He Renmo felt a strong force pouring into his body, as if he was struck by lightning. He suddenly took five steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was on the other side more than ten feet away, using a long rope, so he thought there would be no danger.

Little did he know that the enemy was so powerful that he could still kill people with just a sword strike from a distance. He couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.

Seeing Chu Feng walking towards the bridge, the He demon did not dare to escape along the mountain road.

He gritted his teeth and jumped out of the high cliff into the rapids fifty feet below.

His long rope stretched along the cliff, constantly hooking up on the rocks.

There was a crash, and no one knew how much gravel was swept away.

The figure fell down at a constant speed.

The He demon had been down for more than ten feet, then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked up.

At this sight, he was stunned and his whole body felt cold.

I saw Chu Feng coming down from the ferry bridge at some unknown time, flying in the air, and slowly falling.

He held his long sword behind his back, looking like an immortal, and he was extremely free and unrestrained.

I don't know how many times better than the Hittite demon's hand to use the long rope to climb down the rock.

The Hittite demon did not dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly accelerated its fall. A few feet away, it withdrew its long rope, escaped from the cliff, and fell straight into the river.

The Hittite demon fell into the rapids of the deep stream and rushed downstream, barely holding on to a breath of energy to protect himself so as not to be injured when he hit the rocks.

After being rushed out for more than a hundred meters, he turned around and was horrified.

I saw that Chu Feng stepped on the surface, as if walking on flat ground, drifting with the current, and there was really no trace of his steps.

The level of Qinggong is simply astonishing.

The river here was very fast, and the Hittite demon was carried down five or six miles by the rapids in an instant.

Finally I found an opportunity, climbed up a branch of a big tree, and climbed to the shore.

After a while, Chu Feng also came riding the waves and landed on the beach.

At this moment, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, lightning flashed, and a heavy rain came down. It turned out to be a heavy rain.

Chu Feng looked at the sky and couldn't help but frown slightly.

The tracking just now was all based on the newly obtained method of transforming the earth into the sky and striking the earth.

It's just that this method is mysterious and unusual, and Chu Feng is not very skilled in using it.

In such thunderstorm weather, it is impossible to sense the trace of the other party.

Chu Feng was not in a hurry, looked at the direction, and went ashore.

After leaving Li Xu, a large temple appeared in front, with a faint light of fire.

At this time, there was a thunderstorm and the sky and the earth were dark.

Under the reflection of electric light, you can catch a glimpse of high mountains, swaying trees and swaying grass.

Chu Feng's heart moved, and he secretly thought that if he wanted to find someone in such a deep mountain on such a rainy night, he would undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.

It's better to enter this ancient temple and sit back and wait.

There is no place to hide from such a heavy rain, and the enemy may also enter this temple to take shelter from the rain to heal his injuries.

In the worst case, you can wait until the rain stops, then go out to track and use your mental power to search, so you don't have to worry about the enemy escaping.

He turned and walked towards the ancient temple.

In the flash of lightning, the ancient temple has a solemn atmosphere.

There is a horizontal plaque on the door with the words "Kongshanling Temple" written on it.

Chu Fengzhi is one of the eight wonders here, but now it is overgrown with weeds and has been abandoned for a long time. The door of the palace is ajar, and there is firelight inside.

Pushing the door open, there is a patio inside.

Beyond the patio is the Main Hall, from which the firelight shines.

Chu Feng walked straight towards the Main Hall.

Under the thunderstorm, the courtyard at the entrance of the ancient temple was almost covered with water.

Chu Feng walked, the soles of his shoes were not wet, and strode into the main hall.

There is an extremely strange scene inside.

In the large space of the Mahavira Hall, which has been in disrepair for a long time, there is a long table in the center of the hall.

On the table was placed a main tablet about two feet high, and a row of burning incense candles was enshrined.

The candlelight shrouded the entire hall in the flickering firelight, and I could see a few gold-lacquered words written on the sacred tablet.

A petite woman sat on the ground.Wearing a cloak and lowering his head.

The other seven men in gray gathered around the long case.

The ages vary, with the oldest in his fifties and the youngest in his twenties.

Several men in gray clothes facing the door stared at Chu Feng, looking a little nervous.

There were three people scattered around the main hall. One was a thin scribe with a long sword stuck on his back.

The other was a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman, with a long sword in his hand already unsheathed.

There was also a tall and imposing man with a long black whip wrapped around his waist.

A man in gray in his fifties with a beard said: "My friend seems to be a passer-by. This place tonight is the place where life and death meet in the world. Friends, please get on your way immediately."

This man seemed to be the leader of the men in gray, and his tone was very polite.

Maybe it's because the enemy is difficult to deal with and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

Chu Feng smiled and said: "It's raining too much outside, don't worry, I don't like to meddle in other people's business."

Another man in gray clothes, about [-] years old, young and energetic, couldn't help shouting: "My friend, if you don't want to die, please leave immediately." People.

Chapter 216 The weak beauty who is not afraid of death

Everyone in the hall, except for the woman in gray with her head lowered, showed unfriendly expressions.

Only the big man with the whip around his waist frowned.

Chu Feng saw it and knew that this person had the best eyesight in the room.

He must have noticed that Chu Feng was good at martial arts.

Chu Feng didn't answer and walked slowly to a deserted corner.

A strong wind suddenly rushed from behind. Chu Feng's true energy shrank and inflated, and the two men in gray who made a sneak attack were knocked backwards by him.

Then there was the sound of weapons being unsheathed, and except for the woman sitting on the ground, the remaining five men in gray had surrounded Chu Feng.

But the scribes, merchants and big men still watched from a distance.

A soft voice sounded at this moment: "Sir, you insist on staying. We dare not force you. We also hope that what we saw and heard tonight will not be told. We are very grateful."

Chu Feng saw the woman raise her head to speak, revealing an extremely beautiful face.

Her fair skin, illuminated by the firelight, had a beauty that was not in this world.

When the woman saw Chu Feng staring at her, there was an indescribable honesty in her eyes.

So even though "[-]" was being stared at, there was no trace of anger rising in his heart.

Chu Feng looked around and saw that most of the people in the palace were focusing on that woman, as if she had a magnetic force that captured their attention.

He nodded without saying anything, walked to a corner, sat down casually, closed his eyes and meditated.