The windless field in the east of the Saint Shallow Mountains is surging and has long disappeared. Seeing the mechanical women awaken, most of the strong people are even more excited to wait and see.

However, after the robot figure woke up, seeing the figure did not pose a threat to Chen Feng, causing the situation to change again, but instead showed intimacy for him. Most people who were expecting it would inevitably express unwillingness.

As Chen Feng's big hand brushed, the mechanical woman's long hair finally showed a rapid black change, which was different from the color of the blood armor inside the star diamond silk.

"Although I don't know if you are pretending, I don't regret it after awakening you. Let's call you Miaochan in the future." Chen Feng hugged the girl in his arms and gently patted her back.

"Um."

The robot doll girl actually nodded slightly and gave Chen Feng a response. The misty look in her eyes was much clearer.

"In this world of cultivation, there is really no secret. If you want to do something, it is not very acceptable. "Wrong "Yi, no matter where you go, you can see someone who wants to get a bargain." Chen Feng, who let go of the robot doll girl, suddenly became gloomy and glanced at the powerful forces from all sides of Miaoyuan Sea.

"Chen Feng, don't you think that killing Elder Jingbo will be insolvent, right?" Peng Yong took a step forward, his face also looked quite cold.

"The Tiansheng Sect will reach its current situation, not entirely because of my relationship. You have gained Qiu Tianjiu's foundation, but instead benefited from me." Chen Feng took out his jade cigarette pier and lit it. Although he smiled, some people felt invisible pressure.

"No matter how you were in the Western Ancient Spiritual Realm before, Miaoyuan Sea cannot help but run rampant..." Peng Yong was interrupted by Chen Feng's surging hand before he could finish his words.

"Who wants to deal with me, just stand up."

Chen Feng looked rampant and said with awesome smile at the powerful men of Miaoyuanhai.

"Master Mao first advises us. Our Yin organization is not so easy to deal with, and we are not afraid of death to stop watching." Chen Feng did not have any major problems in the windless field, and Mao San's momentum also surged. His words were not only a lot of toughness, but also a feeling of shamelessness.

"Your confidence seems to have no basis, so don't cause trouble here." Yasang also relaxed at this time and signaled Mao San.

"What are you saying? Don't grow ambition and destroy your own majesty. After so many years, I certainly have made great progress. There are many more amazing things that you don't know." Mao San couldn't help but feel embarrassed about Yasang's shattering.

"Why are you not talking anymore? Are you just letting these thieves stir up the wind and rain in Miaoyuan Sea?" Peng Yong was obviously dissatisfied with the inaction of other powerful people in Miaoyuan Sea.

"Chen Feng, it should be returned to the Miaozang card to our Bashi clan, right?" Ba Ming took a step forward and asked about his vital interests.

"You really dream when you get what you have, and you want me to hand over it again. Besides, this is a matter between me and Bazhe. It's not your turn to participate. If you want Miaozang Card, let Bazhe come here in person." Chen Feng grinned and said bluntly.

"You know that Bazhe is dead, but now you let him appear. You simply ignore the friendship of the past and want to take things alone." Ba Ming seemed extremely angry at Chen Feng's flat rejection.

"Since you are dead, there is no need. If you Bashi tribe is not doing well now, I can help you take care of you because of your friendship with Bashi in the past." Chen Feng laughed, without any scruples.

"Damn villain..."

Ba Ming couldn't help but curse Chen Feng's presumptuousness, but she did not bother her and took action. She knew that the moment was probably not a good time to ask for the Miaozang card.

"Don't you take action? Then I'm not polite, little slut, you seemed to be quite crazy just now, why are you shrank now?" Chen Feng looked at the young man holding a heavy sword in Miaohua Sect with malicious intentions and approached him step by step.

"Didn't you have to make a fuss out of control?"

Zou Qing couldn't help but wail at Chen Feng's behavior of causing trouble.

"Since you don't know how to advance or retreat, there is no need to be polite."

Feeling the oppression that Chen Feng approached his face, the young man tightened the heavy sword in his hand, and his eyes were cold and cold.

"If you kill these people, the opportunity to Miaoyuanhai will be our Yin. Zou Qing, you can deal with Peng Yong and Mao San. Your opponent is him." Chen Feng said later, pointing to the old man who was stepping on the cloud group of Miaohua Sect.

"I'm afraid a war will begin. I heard that Chen Feng was crazy before, but I didn't expect that he was so crazy that he wanted to challenge the major forces in the Miaoyuan Sea with a few evil members of the Yin organization?" Lang Yan retreated immediately and expressed his position of being out of the matter without hesitation.

When he heard that he wanted to deal with Peng Yong, Zou Qing's white and fat face showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

"I'll fuck that old bitch."

Mao Sandao did not completely shirk it, but remembered the old woman from Miaohua Sect's previous powerful pressure.

"Miaochan, you don't have to follow me for the time being. Just stay quiet and don't let outsiders approach you." Chen Feng smiled and made arrangements for the mechanical woman who followed him.

"Um."

The young woman seemed to be able to speak in one word, but she gave Chen Feng a response.

“It’s on.”

Chen Feng took out the Nine Nether Sword, and his feet were a little on the broken ancient stone floor, and his strong body had already jumped up gently.

"Boom~~~"

Compared to Chen Feng's lightness, Zou Qing, who had a wry smile, quickly attacked Peng Yong, and at the critical moment, he did not hesitate at all.

"You can kill people again. You can attack the powerful ones in one of the four secret seas so quickly. It seems that joining the Yin organization is really the right choice." The deer-headed rat looked very excited, just as if she couldn't wait to conduct a perverted death sacrificial ceremony.

"When I came out, I asked me to look at him a little. Just like this, how should I look at him!" When He Fengan thought of the advice of his sister He Nianshi and the other three heroines of the Chen family, he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

"Buzz~~~"

Chen Feng, who was leaping high, spread a pair of Shigu light wings behind him. A rapid gliding was already interspersed with the young man from Miaohua Sect who was dealing with the positive colors.

The shattered residue that broke out from the Nine Nether Sword and Wufeng Heavy Sword almost appeared at the same time as the sword explosion. Not only was a bloody mouth torn out of Chen Feng's right rib, but the wound that was cut on the right face of the young man in Miaohua Sect was even more deeply visible.

"presumptuous……"

For Chen Feng's fierce killer, the middle-aged man from Miaoyuan Sect had already thrown out a skull with fangs.

"Bang~~~"

Before the blood on his face could be done, the young man from Miaohua Sect stabilized his shocked figure, and the plump woman Ming Yue also quickly followed. He avoided a heavy sword tip he swung out and pointed his slender feet towards his forehead.

I saw a young man from Miaohua Sect holding his left palm and intersecting with the plump woman's toes. After his body suddenly sank, he tried hard to push the woman's delicate body that was stomping out.

“Woo~~~”

While Sen Yan's skull was enlarged, a gust of wind blew out of his mouth, carrying Chen Feng's figure and biting him straight.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

As Chen Feng pinched a sword technique with his left hand and brushed the extended Nine Nether Sword held in his right hand, the black long sword dispersed and turned into nine sword lights like spiritual snakes. The flow trajectory was mysterious, and it shot into the mouth of Yinfeng Skull.

"Boom~~~"

Chen Feng, who was relieved of the weight of the Tianyun Sutra, stopped quickly and got rid of the entanglement of the Yin wind. He turned around and returned to the young man of the Miaohua Sect, and had a golden Zen stick in his hand.

"Huh~~~"

Seeing Chen Feng and the plump woman taking turns to attack the young man, just as the woman from Miaohua Sect wanted to help, she was hit by a rolling impact like a large black iron ball.

"Master Mao said it long ago. To let you know how powerful I am, I must teach you a good lesson today." The rolling black ball exuded Mao San's crazy laugh.

"These guys resisted the powerful pressure of the Netherworld Legion a long time ago. After more than a hundred years, the Western Ancient Spirit Realm was completely lonely, but their combat power was no longer the same. They were so much stronger that they could easily use the combat power against the sky." Ba Ming, who was thinking about withdrawing from the battle circle, knew quite well about the members of the Yin Organization's small gang.

“Long~~~”

The woman of Miaohua Sect, wearing a tough silk glove, pushed her right palm hard on the rolling ball of Mao Sansuohua, but failed to knock it back. Instead, she burst into a fierce wind during her crazy rolling process.

"That fat man's treasure body is really strong enough. Facing the sharp cracked air silk, he actually chose to rush hard!" An old man from Xuanji Sect in the distance, when he saw Mao San's rolling sphere, pressing the woman of Miaohua Sect backwards step by step, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Chen Feng's combat power was predicted early in the morning. I'm afraid the problem will be in the confrontation between the fat white man and Peng Yong." Seeing Zou Qing pinch the ancient wood technique with one hand, the broken earth shook, and the thick vines rumbled and rolled towards Peng Yong, Tianlang Wang Langyan couldn't help but pay close attention to the changes in the situation.

"It seems to be smoother than I imagined. Although there are fewer people, they have the upper hand. Then I will deal with the middle-aged people of Miaohua Sect." I found that the forces in Miaoyuan Sea were only powerful people from Tiansheng Sect and Miaohua Sect who dared to fight with the Yin organization. Yasang quickly rushed towards the middle-aged people of Miaohua Sect who sacrificed the skull of the skull.

"Does go."

Chen Feng, who held the Zen Staff in both hands, jumped up like a ferocious beast, bent his feet and head backwards, as if he was holding a battle axe to buckle the young man in Miaohua Sect.

"Boom~~~"

Faced with Chen Feng's fierce attack, the plump woman Ming Yue had no room for action and rushed towards the figure of the young man in Miaohua Sect. She suddenly stopped suddenly and jumped back and shot out, breaking away from Chen Feng's force to break through the rivers and mountains.

The strong star explosion emerged as the young man held a heavy sword in his hands and set up a anti-Zen staff. The vast Sacred Mountains were shaking constantly, and the surging waves of force spread out in a circular shape.

The broken ancient stone land shattered into a vast huge pit, just like a collapsed out of a basin. The young man who stood a heavy sword, despite guiding part of the pressure into the ground, his right leg and knee still had an arc of light, unable to withstand the weight of Chen Feng's body of the Tianyun Sutra and the power of the power infused into the Zen Staff.

Seeing the young man kneeling on the ground of the ancient stone in the deep pit, Chen Feng smiled grimly on his face. While letting go of the Zen Staff, he turned around and kicked the young man's neck, kicking him up.

"With this little combat power, can you dare to show off? You are finished." Chen Feng sneered and did not jump up to chase the young man. Instead, he kicked open at the bottom of the basin and punched a fist in the empty space in front of him.

"Boom~~~"

Under the gaze of the plump women Ming Yue and Zhimeng, the figure of the young man who was kicked up was as if he was suddenly attacked inexplicably, and a half-finger-deep fist mark was sunken from the back of his waist.

"Is the Chaos Spirit Fist?".

Chen Feng's move, which seemed to be not hitting the young man, made the plump woman Ming Yue think of the scar-faced old man who is also a Pluto.

"No, Chen Feng's fist power does not have the mystery of disturbing consciousness, it is just a formless boxing. It is just a great power." Seeing Chen Feng at the bottom of the basin, like a martial arts exercise, continuously exerting various fist movements. Even forming a thick light column to gush up the young man kicked up, Zhimeng already felt the difference between his formless boxing and the strange fist power of Scarface.

"Boom~~~"

The old man from Miaohua Sect, who was hit hard by Chen Feng's Wuxiang Fist one after another, was imprinted one after another, and the old man from Miaohua Sect, who was hit by the clouds, could no longer bear it and reached out to grab Chen Fengxu.

A giant hand formed by the space medium was grasped in the basin. Although it interrupted Chen Feng's attack like martial arts, it was dodged by his body like lightning.

"Swish~~~"

The two ancient wings of light wings seemed to spray and flow as Chen Feng jumped into the air, giving people a very gorgeous feeling.

"Huh~~~"

However, just as he reached out to grab the old man who had not succeeded, he was swaying towards Chen Feng, he was blocked by the seemingly abnormal emotional thinking.

“Long~~~”

Facing the eyes of the deer-headed rat, the seemingly ugly Zhimeng, the old man who had left the cloud group flashed a few times. Without completely getting rid of the ghost-like Zhimeng, he had to slap his palm, but was hit back by the opponent's first palm force.

The rich corpse energy and space palm force impacted in mid-air, causing two powerful waves to squeeze each other.

"Old man, you can't get over it, don't underestimate me." It was not until this time that the deer-headed rat's mind was inspiring to reveal its surging corpse energy, which lies in the old man's superiority in the power of a palm.
To be continued...