I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

"How do you know if you don't try? You need to try everything."

"It's better not to." He Hua refused when she heard this, and then stayed away from Su Yao.

Su Yao shook her head, but the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

Saying.

Yang Fan, who had been suppressed and beaten, caught Chen Feng's knife with his mace and rubbed it to disrupt the force.

Then, take advantage of the force and give it away.

With the last blow, Chen Feng followed his own strength and threw himself out instantly.

But as he flew out, he dragged the knife back and swept his arm across the air.

The blade of the battle knife slashed along Yang Fan's chin, shocking him and indirectly breaking his pursuit of Chen Feng.

Because he didn't expect that Chen Feng could still fight back with all his strength.

After the two staggered, they stood still.

The battle between "meaning" was evenly divided, and Yang Fan spoke.

"How about playing with Lingwei? I won't be polite."

"Hey, can you show some martial ethics?" Chen Feng quit...

"You beat me at the seventh level of Zongheng, who is at the top of a thousand armies, and you still play Lingwei with me. If this is the case, I will give up."

"Admit defeat..."

Yang Fan sneered.

"If it were on a real battlefield, do you think the enemy would agree to admit defeat? Wake up!"

Yang Fan jumped into the air, floated, and began to accumulate strength.

"..." Chen Feng was extremely speechless: "It's this move again. You're bullying me into not being able to fly before I reach the Zongheng Realm, right? When I break through to the Zongheng Realm, I won't let any of you fly."

"what."

Yang Fan teased: "Then let's wait until you reach the Zongheng Realm. Take the move - you must kill Yanlong!"

The mace spins in the air.

Every time it rotates, the spiritual power is strengthened by one point...

The basic spirit power of Zongheng 5760th grade is million, which is enough power of five dragons.

As long as he casually hits ten times the burst, he will be fifty dragons, which is much better than the big long face swallowed by the little black snake.

but……

What he gathered was not the power of fifty dragons, but... a full eighty dragons.

This is no longer just for fun, but with the intention of killing people.

According to the Lingwei output formula, his blow was 12 times more powerful.

According to this situation.

Even if you beat Chen Feng to death, you can't stop him.

But he also has a trump card.

But others don’t know.

Zhuo Feifei was very worried: "Why are you still showing off the real fire? There is no need to be so big in the competition, right?"

"We don't understand the world of genius, but I believe in madmen." This is what Wang Hao said.

Lin Na poked Lu Mengning: "Can you stop me?"

"I can't stop it. This kind of power is too strong, even a hundred of me can't do it." Lu Mengning shook his head.

"Then do you think Chen Feng can block it?"

"You should be able to figure it out, he belongs to the perverted group."

The others heard these words and started laughing.

"Don't worry, everyone. Captain Chen Feng's trump cards are deep, and Captain Yang Fan is very careful."

Su Yao looked at Yang Fan in the air, and then at Chen Feng below, her beautiful eyes flashing.

Yang Fan's ultimate move has arrived.

The spiritual power energy column swirled downwards, really like a giant dragon winding down.

Chen Feng just raised his left wrist.

Something extremely speechless and helpless happened.

When the energy column reached five meters in front of Chen Feng, it began to decompose in an instant like ice and snow melting, and then was completely absorbed.

Yang Fan was dumbfounded and forced out a sentence through his teeth.

"Hang on the wall, you are cheating, cheating, I don't accept it!"

Chen Feng was happy.

"It's useless not to accept it. If you have the ability, continue."

"Hmph, I'm not going to play with Hanging Wall." Yang Fan quickly moved away after landing.

Others were also dumbfounded, and they all guessed what the creature on Chen Feng's wrist was?

It can actually absorb such huge spiritual power.

But.

Everyone also has a better understanding of the Zongheng Seventh Stage.

More importantly.

Everyone saw the perverted trump card.

Chen Feng put away his left hand and pondered inwardly.

"The little black snake's trump card has been leaked, and the sword intention has been leaked. I have to give myself another trump card. Otherwise, I didn't enter the Zongheng realm, and I would be at a huge disadvantage when encountering high-grade Zongheng."

"I'm thinking of something good..."

Many methods flashed through my mind one by one.

"They can fly. Why don't I play with the longbow, just like when I was a kid and hunted pheasants."

The thought flashed and was extinguished instantly.

"It won't work either. The protective tsunami in the Zongheng Realm is too strong. Pure physics is too difficult. With my current level, there is no chance if I don't get close.

If it doesn't work, just continue to temper your body. If you don't believe that your strength reaches its limit, it won't work.

With the blessing of the physical body, the basic spiritual power may be able to explode a hundred times as the old ghost said. "

"If it really comes to that point, even if I can't fly until I reach the Zongheng Realm, I guess this powerful spiritual power is enough for them to drink a pot."

"If you enter Zongheng... you will all have to kneel down and sing to conquer."

After the idea came to his mind, a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth.

Not a moment later.

Everyone packed up everything here.

Chen Feng gave the order and led everyone back to the camp.

to the place.

I only saw Su Yue here.

When everyone saw Su Yue, they were immediately impressed by her beauty.

But then, everyone became more convinced.

Su Yue said with a smile.

"Hello everyone, my name is Su Yue. I am a senior in history at Zhan Zhan College. I am at the pinnacle of Zongheng."

hiss~

Introduction comes out.

Everyone stared.

All the little thoughts in my heart were gone.

Also started to introduce myself.

But Yang Fan is autistic.

There is no need to compete at all, you know you are not your opponent.

Because the power of vertical and horizontal realms increases exponentially.

The basic spiritual power of Zongheng Seventh Grade is 5760 million.

The eighth level is 1.1520 million, which is the power of fifteen dragons.

The ninth grade doubled again, 2.2040 million.

The peak state is the combined total of eighth-grade and ninth-grade 3.356 million.

If there is a random explosion of ten times, that is, three hundred dragons, I will ask you if you are afraid?

It takes six Yang Fans to hold up as much as one.

Don't call it a fight.

You have to be careful what you say in the future.

I can't afford it, I can't afford it.

It seems that the ruins she is going to are definitely dangerous.

But what everyone wants to know more is.

How could Chen Feng, such a peerless beauty, make others willingly accept him as a team member?

After seeing everyone's expressions, Su Yue said with a smile.

"Don't be nervous, everyone, I don't eat people."

"Senior sister is joking, is it normal for us to be nervous? We are also nervous when we meet the dean. This is the innate human instinct to seek good luck and avoid evil." Yang Fan explained.

Sweeping the yellow sand piled here, he asked: "Senior, are you building a camp?"

"Why, Chen Feng didn't tell you?"

After Su Yue asked back, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Feng.

Chen Feng sniffed: "I forgot, senior sister, you can tell me. I'll take a break and give you some information later. You can take a look and give me some suggestions."

"Row."

Su Yue understood that Chen Feng was giving him an opportunity to get closer to everyone.

Said crisply.