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Seeing him approaching, Chen Feng raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Four-character incantation, large oven."

In the next second, an oven with a volume of about [-] cubic meters appeared out of thin air, trapping the leader Huang inside.

This has been boosted by super equipment, otherwise it cannot be converted to such a large size.

At this time, the leader Huang, who was trapped inside, had a completely confused expression on his face.

"What kind of ability is this? Why is there such a big oven, Wuhun?"

"Chen Feng! Let the leader out! What kind of battle are you doing? You're cheating!"

Chen Feng sneered, "Master Huang, after all, you are also a strong gold man, how can you still say such things?"

"If you want to come out, you can do it yourself."

Then he started to control the oven and adjusted the temperature to more than 200 degrees.

Huang Jiaozhu felt the increase in the temperature inside, and began to attack the oven frantically.

He is also worthy of being a gold powerhouse, and his attack power is still very strong.

The oven was beaten out of shape all at once.

But at this time the temperature has reached the upper limit, and he still needs to consume a lot of spiritual energy to fight against the high temperature.

Otherwise, the skin would have burnt.

"what!"

Suddenly, he roared violently, and the oven was directly broken open.

"Ahhhh! Chen Feng, the master of this sect killed you!"

Master Huang came out of the oven and roared at Chen Feng with a fierce expression.

Although he was protected by spiritual energy, his skin was also burnt red.

There was a burning sensation.

Chen Feng looked at him with a smile, "Congratulations to Master Huang for successfully escaping, if you have one, please go to the next level."

"Four-character spell, large freezer."

In the next second, a freezer that was the same size as a large oven appeared out of thin air, trapping the leader Huang inside.

The severe low temperature made him unable to react for a while.

One second, the skin seemed to be on fire, but the next second, it was like hiding in an ice cellar.

very cold!

It's just two days of ice and fire!

"What the hell is this time? Chen Feng, is this a fucking martial soul?"

Master Huang's cognition of Wuhun was completely overturned.

Staying in the freezer is tantamount to being in the severe cold, and in addition to his thin clothes, he needs to consume more aura to fight against the severe cold.

And his subordinates were tormented by various physical discomforts, and they couldn't spare a hand to help him.

A full 5 minutes passed.

After he broke open the freezer again, his condition was not very good.

The consumption was huge, and the skin suffered burns and frostbite at the same time.

The lips were purple, but the face was red.

"Chen Feng, what ability do you have, just use it!"

Leader Huang looked at Chen Feng with resentment, his eyes full of killing intent.

He wished he could press Chen Feng to the ground now, and then cut Chen Feng's body with a big knife.

"Clap clap clap!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng couldn't help clapping his hands.

"Master Huang is very persistent. I respect you as a man, so I won't trap you anymore."

"Let's fight head-on next time."

Then he made a provocative gesture towards Master Huang, "Come on!"

In fact, Chen Feng cast the four-character spell twice in succession, which consumed a lot of aura.

After all, the release will last for a while.

The main reason is that this method is robust enough.

Now there is only about [-]% of the aura left in the body, and the opponent has only about [-]%.

In a head-to-head duel, the winner can be determined within 5 minutes.

Leader Huang narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you sure you want to fight head-on?"

Chapter 161 Why is there such a pervert like you in the world? The leader of Huang squinted his eyes and said, "Are you sure you want to fight head-on?"

Chen Feng smiled, "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Hierarch's body rushed towards him in an instant.

Although there is only [-]% of the aura left, but the strength is still a solid gold three stars.

His Wuhun is a sickle, not that kind of big sickle, but a small sickle for cutting wheat.

The attack distance is not long, which is really suitable for close combat.

No wonder he is so confident.

But seeing this Wuhun, the smile on Chen Feng's face became even bigger.

Although it is a martial spirit, the essence of the sickle is still iron.

"Four-character spells, powerful magnets!"

Then, a large round magnet with a diameter of half a meter appeared in Chen Feng's hands.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, a strong suction force directly sucked the sickle onto it.

The leader Huang was left with a confused face, his mouth was wide open, and his body seemed to be frozen.

"Chen Feng! What kind of tricks are you playing? Do you have a powerful magnet with you?"

He said in an almost roaring voice, his eyes were red.

There has never been a battle that has been so aggrieved.

Chen Feng smiled lightly and said, "What's the matter, don't you like head-to-head duels?"

"Are you going to fight head-on?" Huang Jiaozhu asked back.

"Of course, did I trap you?"

"No."

"Did I covertly use a ranged weapon?"

"......No."

"That's it."

Huang Jiaozhu is a little doubtful about life now, why is there such a disgusting opponent in this world.

"Chen Feng, don't fall into my hands, or I will brutally kill you!"

"Wuhun, take it!"

Since the martial spirit is no longer usable, then simply withdraw it from the body.

Then he continued to charge towards Chen Feng with his bare hands.

He raised his fist and hit Chen Feng's head like a war hammer.

This punch was very fierce and fierce.

After all, he is still a strong man with three gold stars, and his fists alone can make people terrified.

It's a pity that he met Chen Feng.

The latter smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his palm casually, and easily grabbed Huang Jiaozhu's wrist.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the other party, he twisted violently.

"Crack!" The bone broke.

"Ahhh!"

The severe pain made Master Huang scream out, and under Chen Feng's continuous exertion, he knelt down on the ground.

While gasping for breath, he said, "You... you... the great master!?"

"Yes."

"Why did you use this dirty method to force me out? To let me give you a good time?"

Chen Feng let go of his wrist, grabbed his elbow instead, and exerted force.

There was another sound of bones breaking, and the screams spread on the beach, and were finally covered by the waves.

"Huangjiao, do you still want to fight head-on? If not, then say goodbye to this world."

Master Huang raised his head, with a distorted expression on his face.

He laughed ferociously, and said, "Oh! Why is there such a pervert as you in the world!"

abnormal......

Chen Feng is indeed perverted, so strong that he is perverted!

In the next second, he slapped the palm of the opponent's eyebrows.

A fierce force directly hit the head.

Master Huang, die!

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng used the remaining aura to wipe out the rest of the pope.

After all, they are all in the silver stage, so it is very simple to clean up.

And they were tormented by the mold.

"Dear residents, I'm really sorry about what happened tonight, because I surprised you."

"It's safe now, everyone can go back to their homes."

The residents looked at each other for a while, and after confirming that there was no danger, they quickly left the beach.

After they left completely, Chen Feng and Lin Qingwan sat down near the beach.

"Qingwan, everything should be dealt with this time, let's go back to Guangdong City and resume normal life."

"Huh!" Lin Qingwan exhaled deeply, "Then it will indeed be calm for a while."

"But after this calm, it will be a disaster."

It has now entered November, and there is only more than a month left before the gate of hell is opened.

What will happen at that time, no one will know.

"That's right! It's very difficult for martial soul awakeners in the entire world to improve their cultivation.

After all, after the ghost king's invasion, the number of ghosts dropped sharply. "

Lin Qingwan stretched her waist, and couldn't help moaning, "Hmm~"

"Forget it, don't care, I haven't tasted a peaceful life for a long time, I must experience it this time!"

"I hope the relationship between you and Zimo can improve." Chen Feng said with a smile.

They talked.

Suddenly there was a small wave rolling in ahead.