Chen Feng was not afraid of these reed leaves, but he was not happy with Wen Suxin's obvious hostility towards him, so he quickly pinched a series of magic tricks in his hand, and the light of protecting the body suddenly spread out.

"Boom." The powerful body-protecting spiritual light was like a huge mill, not only suppressing the undulating lake surface in an instant, as calm as a mirror, but also contained in the spiritual light, the true fire of the sun spreads, burning large areas of reeds to ashes.

This is Wen Suxin's disadvantage. She can use reeds as flying swords, but these reeds are not flying swords after all, and they can only turn into ashes under the burning of the real fire of the sun.

Unless Wen Suxin turned against her on the spot and had a head-on conflict with Chen Feng, she would have to suffer the loss.

"Boom." Although Lan Changtai dodged with all his might, he was still one step slower after all, and was hit by Chen Feng's fist.

However, Lan Changtai is also an old-fashioned emperor-level powerhouse with rich combat experience. When he saw that he could not dodge, he used the giant shield he had used before and blocked him, and just took Chen Feng's punch.

With the shocking sound, the fist was like a tide, and it continued to hit the giant shield in a mighty manner, stirring up the layers of light on the giant shield and then collapsed. The giant shield, which originally flashed with a flash of spiritual light, became dim at a rapid speed.

Although Lan Changtai hid behind the giant shield, he was not absolutely safe. He was shocked by the powerful impact and retreated involuntarily. He waded through the lake with his feet and plowed out two ditches more than ten meters deep.

Until Chen Feng's punch dissipated, Lan Changtai had already flew out nearly a thousand meters away.

"Bang, bang." After the crisp sound, several cracks appeared on the giant shield, and then they broke out directly.

Chen Feng's fist immediately passed through the shattered giant shield and hit Lan Changtai's chest.

"Bang." As if the sound of a drumbeat sounded, Lan Changtai retreated back again.

Although he tried his best to stabilize his body, most of his body still penetrated deep into the lake, and a ravine of about ten meters and more than a thousand meters deep was revealed on the lake surface.

"Puff." Before he could stand firm, Lan Changtai suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Before the blood mist had spread, it burned into a curling blue smoke.

Although Chen Feng's punch did not kill Lan Changtai, who was also a powerful man in the imperial realm, was still enough to cause his internal organs to be injured.

Even if the power of the sun's true fire mixed in Chen Feng's fist only penetrated into Lan Changtai's body, it also made him feel like his internal organs were burning, and even the blood he vomited was spontaneously ignited without fire.

"Chen Feng, you guy..." Lan Changtai scolded. With the urge of his thoughts, the snake-shaped flying sword had already stabbed directly at Chen Feng, as fast as lightning, extremely strange.

Obviously, Lan Changtai, who had been beaten up before, knew very well that Chen Feng's boxing skills and knew that only by close combat would he be able to be completely abused by him, so he wanted to stab him while Chen Feng was not paying attention.

But how could Chen Feng not pay attention to Lan Changtai's every move?

"Swish." Before Lan Changtai's snake-shaped flying sword flew in front of him, the silk rain ring on Chen Feng's finger shone out, and sword threads gushed out, instantly twisted into a stream and stabbed towards Lan Changtai.

In terms of speed and ferocity, of course, Chen Feng, as a sword cultivator, is better.

As long as this sword really hit Lan Changtai, even if he has the strength of the Emperor Realm, he will still be ruined.

Lan Changtai obviously realized this and cursed despicablely, and waved another flying sword with his backhand to block the sword thread that was close to him.

"Shit, bang." There was a loud noise after the sharp sound of the sword blades rubbing against each other.

It turned out that after cutting off a hundred sword threads in a row, Lan Changtai's flying sword was also cut by the sword threads and finally broke open.

For Lan Changtai, losing a flying sword was nothing. What made him feel restless was that as his flying sword broke, the remaining sword threads stabbed towards him without any obstacles.

There is no long sword formed by hundreds of sword threads. What does it feel like to poke on your body? Lan Changtai doesn’t know, nor does he want to know.

In a critical moment, Lan Changtai let out a low growl and spit out several spells.

"Bang." A dazzling green light rose from Lan Changtai's body, covering half a meter around him, blocking the sword threads outside.

Two sword threads were faster, and had pierced Lan Changtai's clothes and was about to break his flesh, but they were still blocked by the green light.

As for the other sword threads, although they cast rapidly and were extremely sharp, they still failed to break through the green light. Instead, the powerful impact contained in the sword threads knocked Lan Changtai out again.

"Hahaha, I have the body protection given by the elders in the sect, which can block the attack of a powerful person in the holy realm. You only have the strength of the emperor realm, what can I do to me? Haha." Under the protection of the green light and ensuring that my life is worry-free, Lan Changtai suddenly became rampant.

"Of course I can kill you." Chen Feng replied coldly, pinching a sword technique with his right hand.

"Swish swish swish swish..." The sword silk that had originally condensed together suddenly dispersed, and then formed a one-yuan 100-eternal formation, surrounding Lan Changtai in the middle. The sword silks flew intertwined and poked towards him continuously.

Although these sword threads look thin and weak, they are tough and sharp. Especially under Chen Feng's urging, their lethality is no less than that of ordinary flying swords. Even in terms of attack power alone, they can definitely rank in the top ten among the flying swords at the first level of magic weapon.

At this time, under Chen Feng's control, these sword threads attacked Lan Changtai frantically. Each stab was a full-strength attack containing a powerful sword intent. The power of it can be imagined.

If it were someone else, how could he always have a full blow? After all, cultivators are also humans. Every explosion means a large amount of true energy consumption, and their strength will drop by 50% or 60% after up to three times. No matter how much it explodes, it will not be as powerful as it is at the cost of burning one's own essence, blood and life span.

But Chen Feng is different. As long as there is life energy in the Life Pearl, he can continuously transform into true energy.

This means that he has the ability to fight continuously beyond everyone. As long as the true energy can be replenished completely, Chen Feng can burst out with all his strength again and again, and every time he is in the strongest state.

For ordinary practitioners, this is absolutely unimaginable, and it can be called a cheating ability.

In the past, Chen Feng rarely encountered enemies worthy of his own doing, but now when facing Lan Changtai, Chen Feng felt it was necessary to let him know that even if there were so-called sighs of ghosts and gods, he should not be rampant. Zhang Yu

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." Hundreds of sword threads kept piercing on the green light that enveloped Lan Changtai, and hit a point each time. The continuous attacks made the green light less bright at a very fast speed.

Lan Changtai's face also turned dark because he understood that this meant that the inspiration emitted by the ghost and gods was being quickly consumed under Chen Feng's continuous attacks.

Perhaps Gui Shenting can block the attack of a powerful emperor who is one level higher than the Emperor Realm, but it does not mean that he can ignore the attacks of the Emperor Realm practitioners.

Even if the latter's attack power cannot be compared with that of the powerful emperor, no matter how powerful the defense is under repeated attacks, it will be blasted. After all, this ghost and gods are just a life-saving prop, and no matter how strong it is, it has its limits.

Lan Changtai was secretly shocked. Of course, he didn't want to be beaten like this again. Then he sang the shock drum and knocked it with a bang. The loud bang was shaking around, and lightning struck the sword threads, sending dense lightnings, illuminating the surroundings into a silver-blue color.

Although these lightnings could not cause any damage to the thunder thorns when they hit the sword threads, they burst out with extremely powerful power, which made these slender sword threads dance like willow branches in the strong wind, making it difficult to maintain the tightness of the formation.

"Bang." Lan Changtai waved the snake-shaped long sword, cut seven or eight sword threads in a row, and then escaped from the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation.

But before he could be happy for too long, his face turned dark, because not only was there a Chen Feng standing in front of him, but there were hundreds of sword formations formed by fire feathers around him again.

"Chen Feng, you can wait until my strength recovers before fighting." Lan Changtai said angrily.

"You are dreaming." When Chen Feng sneered, the sword technique was drawn, and the one-yuan 100-evil formation formed by the rain of arrows moved.

There is no momentum to accumulate and brew, and the one-yuan Wanxiang Formation will explode with all its strength.

Chen Feng has been closely guarding against Wen Suxin, preventing her from intervening halfway. In order to avoid trouble, he decided to fight quickly and kill Lan Changtai first. If there is any secret, he can inquire from Wen Suxin. If it really doesn't work, it's the same for searching Lan Changtai's soul.

As soon as the fire feather moved, there were thousands of golden lights, and the flames were instantly turned into a flame vortex of at least 500 meters in radius and stirred towards Lan Changtai, which was located. The vortex was still expanding, and its power was naturally rising.

Every flame in the vortex is emitted from the fire feather, even a fire feather, sharp and fierce, with the power to destroy everything.

Anyone or thing involved will be ruthlessly swallowed by the flames, and Lan Changtai is no exception.

He originally wanted to activate the snake-shaped flying sword to block it, but under the already formed vortex of flames, his flying sword was seriously damaged without supporting ten breaths and was on the verge of collapse.

This made Lan Changtai's face look extremely ugly. The only thing that made him feel at ease was that although the green light transformed by the ghosts and gods was dimmed, it was still intact.

But he was also unsure of it, and he didn't know how long this green light could last under the impact of this vortex of flame.

"Junior Sister Su Xin, are you really going to be desperate to save me and watch me be killed by a junior? I am here this time, but I come with the orders of the upper realm sect, and there will be benefits for you." At the critical moment, Lan Changtai didn't care about his face and shouted to Wen Suxin, who was watching from the wall.

Wen Suxin remained silent.

Chen Feng's attack became more and more fierce. The flames surging in the vortex were like fire dragons with fangs and claws, crazily hitting and biting Lan Changtai, smashing the green light outside him to the point of mottled.

If Lan Changtai had not been casting spells continuously, he also resisted a lot of attacks and even destroyed several top-quality magic weapons in succession for this, otherwise the situation would have been even more unfavorable to him.
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