Seeing that the opponent's speed could still be increased, the two of them collided again, and Chen Ping threw Pang Hu, who was fighting on his shoulders.

A battle was inevitable, Chen Ping turned around and blasted the man behind him with a fist.

Chen Ping flew out toward the back, and the attack only made the man slightly slow down.

Feeling the pain on his wrist and the numbness on his arms, Chen Ping sighed that this person is so hard.

He couldn't hide it anymore, so Chen Ping directly took out the Canglong Sword and the Xuanwu Turtle Shell and prepared to fight.

Seeing Chen Ping take out two treasures, the other party's eyes lit up and said, "The things are all good, I'll accept them."

After saying that, the man raised his hand and rushed towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping raised his shield and was attacked by the strange man. Chen Ping's arm behind him was numb. After every time he resisted the attack, Chen Ping wanted to lift his sword and slash at the other party, but he was helpless that the other party was too fast.

Seeing that Chen Ping was suppressed by the Holy Son of the Moon worship meeting, the group of people from the Moon worship meeting shouted in unison: "The Holy Son is invincible! The Holy Son is invincible!"

"It's a little short of invincibility."

The moment before the attack landed on the turtle shell, Chen Ping sided the shield and the man's fist hit the air.

Seeing that the man's figure was not stable for a moment, Chen Ping raised his sword and stabbed him under the other party's ribs.

The sword steadily pierced the man, and the man tilted his head to look at Chen Ping with a shocked look.

I saw that the sword was only two or three centimeters in, and the sword head was not completely immersed. This was beyond Chen Ping's expectations and beyond the man's expectations.

Chen Ping thought, no matter how hard he was, how could he not seriously injured if he continued this sword.

The man was thinking, how could anyone hurt him so easily?

The man grinned and said, "After so many years, you are the first to hurt me."

After saying that, the man jumped aside and continued, "You have some ability, please report your name. I won't kill the nameless."

"Muchi."

Chen Ping frowned and said, looking at the man's wound that was gradually repairing.

"Remember, my name is Feng Liuyue, don't forget to go downstairs."

As he said that, the man slid his feet and kicked him horizontally.

Chen Ping quickly used the law of space and tried to block the attack before it fell.

Feng Liuyue felt the strangeness on her legs and looked at Chen Ping in shock, but the law of space did not stop him as Chen Ping thought.

Chen Ping spit out a mouthful of blood, and the barrier was actually kicked to pieces by him, and the backlash of the law arrived instantly.

Although Feng Liuyue's legs were trembling slightly, Chen Ping's condition was worse as he was currently.

Chen Ping thought to himself that it was not good. He didn't expect that the eight-star peak physical cultivation could be so powerful. Chen Ping was thinking about how to break the deadlock, and the opponent's next round of attack had already arrived.

"Star and Moon Fist!"

Feng Liuyue's right fist gathered a few starlight, emitting silver white like moonlight.

This fist caused the space oscillation and swung it over. Chen Ping thought it was not good and went to the side. The air from the fist burst out collapsed all the earth walls on one side.

If this punch hits the shell of the Xuanwu turtle, I wonder if it can be blocked. Chen Ping’s Teng Snake mark on his chest emits light, and a three-headed snake with wings flew out, and three heads bit Feng Liuyue in one bite.

"Um?"

Feeling the decline in cultivation, Feng Liuyue's eyes became sharper and sharper: "Muchi, you have brought me so many surprises."

This suppression time lasted about one stick of incense, and Feng Liuyue's cultivation level fell from the peak of the eight stars to the early stage of the eight stars.

"A genius like you should die in my hands!"

Although Feng Liuyue's cultivation level has been reduced, his aura is still violent.

Chen Ping, who judged that he could not kill the opponent this time, gave up the idea of ​​using the Kirin Seal, and Muchi was determined.

Chen Ping walked away from the air, put away the shell of the Xuanwu turtle, closed his eyes and made a gesture. He saw a strong wind in the cave. A large blue formation appeared in front of Chen Ping, and nearly a hundred sharp swords were flying rapidly inside.

"Qingfeng Sword Formation!"

Chen Ping smashed the sword formation hard and threw the Canglong Sword into it.

Feng Liuyue stood in the middle of the sword formation, resisting sharp attacks, but how could he withstand these hundred sharp swords attacking together? There was no blind spot for Feng Liuyue to hide.

The blue long sword generated by the Qingfeng Sword Formation can only cut his skin, while the Canglong Sword hiding there continues to attack Feng Liuyue's vital points and weak areas, and the Canglong Sword can cause more considerable damage.

The members of the Moon-Worshiping Society behind him saw that the scars on his Holy Son's body continued to increase, and shouted and rushed towards Chen Ping.

"Retreat for me!"

Feng Liuyue had blood hanging on her mouth and drank everyone and said, "This is a battle between us."

The crowd stopped not far from Chen Ping.

Feng Liuyue's body gradually slowed down, and Chen Ping's energy supporting the Qingfeng Sword Formation was almost exhausted.

The cultivation seal caused by Tengshe suddenly dissipated, and the time for a stick of incense was up.

Chen Ping removed the sword formation. Feng Liuyue, who was standing in front of him, was like a bloody man who had just crawled out of hell, with several wounds on his body that could see the bones.

Although Feng Liuyue was in a bad state, Chen Ping was exhausted. Chen Ping thought that no one could kill anyone at the moment, so he prepared to leave.

"Let's just do this this time."

After Chen Ping said that, he was about to turn around and take Pang Hu away.

"It's impossible to leave."

Chen Ping turned his head and was about to say something, when he saw Feng Liuyue raise his hands and synthesize a triangle, and violent silver-white moonlight scattered out of his hands.

This moonlight can make people violent!

Chen Ping wanted to take advantage of the last bit of reason to summon the door of the space, but in the bamboo sword immortal's ring, Chen Ping's door of the space was broken by the rules as soon as he came out.

"You have no chance!"

Seeing that Chen Ping's life-saving method was broken, Feng Liuyue laughed.

At this time, Chen Ping's eyes were red, and Pang Hu next to him reminded: "Muchi, close your eyes!"

But the sound was still late, and Chen Ping fell into a violent state.

The two jumped up and collided in the air. Chen Ping's left arm bones cracked, but he just frowned and continued to fight Feng Liuyue.

But after all, he was not as good as physical cultivation. After a while, Chen Ping was beaten by Feng Liuyue and covered in blood.

Feng Liuyue hit Chen Ping with a blow and shouted: "What's the momentum just now!"

Chen Ping, whose bones were almost broken, wanted to get up and attack under the influence of violent storm.

Pang Hu rushed over and hugged Chen Ping and said, "I won't fight anymore! We won't fight anymore!"

But Chen Ping was inseparable from the enemy at this time, and raised his fist and hit Pang Hu's back.

The attack was not painful or itchy, but Pang Hu had already cried into tears and shouted: "Let us surrender! We surrender!"

Feng Liuyue walked slowly over, pulled Pang Hu away, and said, "How can the warrior surrender if he says he surrender?"

After saying that, he grabbed Chen Ping's head and picked him up.

A punch hit Chen Ping's chest, which became concave and kept spitting blood in his mouth, as if he was about to die.
Chapter completed!