A Paragon of Wuhun

The 18th chapter of the bright big hand in the second!

Chen Feng made a crazy scream, just like a hurtful lone. He struggled, but the more struggled, the whip was tighter.

"Useless!" The middle-aged bunch of blue shirts: "My whip is the most popular Wujin casting of Millennium Zikkhai, you struggle! Unless you arrive in eight weights, you can struggle with the power of 10,000 pounds, otherwise struggling at all not open!"

Chen Feng is crazy, in fact, it is very calm, thinking about it.

Suddenly, his hand touched the three-piece Chinese Lingshi.

Chen Feng took three Chinese Lingshi in his hand, and then runs the Bedolro's gold. The real gas is all over the palm, and the three Chinese Lingshi will disappear.

Chen Fengdan field, three Chinese Lingshi were absorbed by Gu Ding, after a moment, I was sprayed out of the ancient aura. As an example, Gu Ding did not receive a general aura, but even if this, the sprayed aura is also equivalent to a half-median spirit stone, seventy-five items of Lingshi, very vast!

The atrial transformation is true, Chen Feng's power is climbing.

Three thousand five hundred pounds!

3,700 pounds!

4,000 pounds!

But I can only go here, three Chinese Lingshi, after all, too little, can't let him reach higher realm.

Just when his power reached four thousand pounds, he suddenly, he felt that there seems to be in the mind.

A simple understanding of the bright big handprints on his heart.

"I understand, I understand, it turned out to be like this! It turns out that the bright big hand is in the second weight, and it is really started. It is just getting started! The second weight of the bright big handprint is actually this!"

Chen Feng closed his eyes, and he was so excited to understand that silk.

At this time, you can kill Chen Feng in the middle age of the blue shirt, but he wants to torture the martial arts cheats from Chen Fengkou, so there is no further handle, just standing in a constant words and humiliation of him. He saw Chen Feng's eyes closed, thinking that he didn't want to accept his humiliation and smiling: "You are close to your eyes ..."

So he did not notice that Chen Feng's hands were active in a small range, knot a small sheet of paper.

Chen Feng is constantly understanding according to a rigorous understanding of the mind, and the hands unconsciously forms this procedure. Just a moment of labeling, in his dual-management, it was printed as a center, and suddenly a sharp strength was distributed. This power is the defense, there is no attack, but it is very thick.

Soon, this power has formed a buckled clock-type protective hood around Chen Feng, and the cover is in the middle and then continuously extruded. Originally tiered Chen Feng's whip was evolved, even giggling, finally, a loud sound, the whip didn't be collapsed directly, I broke it to two!

"Ah!" The middle age of the blue shirt made a distressed scream, and the heart was shocked, and he did not dare to pay attention to Chen Feng.

He absolutely didn't think that Chen Feng actually had a strength to cracize his whip, to know, this whip can bear the power of 10,000 pounds!

"How is it possible? How can it be?" He called: "How? How can you break free? How can I crack my whip?"

He has been stimulated.

"Let Xiaoye come to tell you how it is possible!" Chen Feng opened his eyes, laughed, and won the free, he was unrecognizable, and the golden big handprint continued to condense. Just, unparalleled, strong Drop in the middle of the blue shirt.

The mid-auger in the middle of the blue shirt is basically in the flaw. At this time, the whip is abolished, and his strength has been 80%. It is not Chen Feng's opponent. After the hit, the wolf is retired, and it is tired.

If it is carefully observed, you can find that Chen Feng's big hand print is still the old tyrant, but it has a little mysterious change, it is more difficult to deal with it.

Finally, the middle age of the blue shirt was bombarded in the lower abdomen, and the mouth spitbied.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The middle-aged middle age of the blue shirt is on the ground, and I am crying, I am still awkward, I have been embarrassed to Chen Feng, and I am like a dog. On the ground, Chen Feng high raised his hand.

Chen Feng does not move, continue to approach.

The middle-aged rocky shirt said: "Don't kill me, I will give you the martial arts cheats ... I put ..."

Chen Feng looks on him, watching his ugly, the heart is incomparable, cold smile: "I am not rare!"

The palm is slamming the sky!

He took a deep breath and knew that this place should not stay in a long time, and some collected in the middle of the blue shirt. The harvest is quite abundant, got ten Chinese Lingshi and an old line-old line, should be the runture of the rock thirteen ".

Chen Feng is not looking for, collecting these things, putting it in the wolf scorpion of the pig bones, and quickly squatted.

......

Here is a cliff to the wall, the wall is standing thousand, the pen is straightforward, and the bird is difficult.

Here, he has deeply entered the Salen Mountains, almost separated from the range of the periphery of the Yumble Mountains, then goes into it, there will be very powerful monsters, and the danger is not tested.