"Boom boom boom..."

The whistling sound outside the Tiemu City kept coming.

Inside the city.

Professionals looked up and watched.

The battle of the holy level is very disguised.

The power of the holy power is extremely powerful and the destructive power is terrifyingly strong.

There is an essential difference between fighting below the holy level.

moment.

The professionals in the city changed their faces and started to talk.

"This is the battle of the saints, who is fighting?"

"Will their battle affect Temu City?"

"Why didn't the president of Longteng come out?"

...

The Longteng Club is the overlord of Tiemu City.

In the eyes of the professionals in the city, if he doesn't show up, he doesn't feel much security at all.

soon.

The professionals in the city made a decision.

Someone left the city and went in the opposite direction where the battle was.

Some people also hid in the houses in the city and did not dare to go out again.

There are also many bold professionals who touch the battle.

...

For a moment.

The entire Tiemu City became quieter, and few people talked about it or whispered again.

The power of the holy profession.

They are very afraid.

I was afraid of talking too much, so I would settle the score with them.

...

At the edge of Longteng Club Camp.

Inside the house of the small building.

Chen Feng raised his head, looked at the battle, and whispered with a chuckle, "It seems that I have calculated a little bit wrong. I originally thought that I would fight in the city, but I didn't expect that two holy-level pros ran to the outside of the city to fight. This is the mistake."

The saint-level profession is not a cabbage.

Even in the chaos, it is rare. Near a small town, two holy-level pros can fight.

Who else can besides the president of Longteng Association and another hidden holy-level profession?

As for the passing holy professions.

That's almost negligible.

Aside.

Ghost Knife asked, "Master, what should we do now?"

"Of course I'm going to see the situation." Chen Feng withdrew his gaze from outside the window and waved his hand: "Let's go, go out of the city and go take a look."

“Yes, master.”

The two of them pushed the door open and headed for the battle outside the city.

Along the way.

I met many professionals, who were all interested in watching the fun or wanted to go and have a look, but there were no professionals who could pick up the cheap ones.

There are not many of these professions.

Calculate it all over the place.

There are about two or three hundred professionals who dare to go to the battle. Among them, third-level professionals account for most, and only a small number are fourth-level professionals.

certainly.

This is enough.

At least, Chen Feng and the Ghost Knife are mixed with a group of professionals and are inconspicuous at all.

soon.

The two followed the professionals who came out of the city to the battle, ten miles away.

At this time.

The onlookers scattered and hid in the ground. However, the sight in their eyes did not leave the air, where the two saints fought.

Chen Feng and Ghost Knife looked at each other, then found a mountain, stood silently on the mountain, and looked at the battle between two holy professions in the air.

The battle is very fierce.

Xiao Luoye and Han Tiemu, the holy power of the two, kept bombarding out like money.

The sound is loud.

The air waves are rolling.

but.

After watching for a while.

Chen Feng shook his head and whispered: "The two of them are far worse than Long Biao."

These two people.

It was not used, and the rest of the means were attacking with pure holy power, relying on the destructive power of the holy power itself.

There is no existence like a skill.

In this way.

The combat power will be greatly reduced.

certainly.

Even so.

Chen Feng did not take action easily, what if the two of them had hidden means?

Then it's all over.

Ignore it.

Chen Feng stayed quietly on the mountain, watching the battle between the two in the air.

Aside.

The onlookers also saw clearly at this time, and the two sides in the war started to discuss again.

"What's going on? Why did President Han fight with Lord Xiao again?"

"It's rare and weird. This is not the first time they have fought. Isn't it normal for them to fight?"

"It seems that too. If you don't fight a few times a year, you won't be able to settle down."

"Oh, I thought there was something to take, but now it seems that it was probably a waste of time."

...

Accompanied by the discussion.

Many people turned around and headed into the Iron City.

The professions who remained there were less than thirty, and all of these people's expressions relaxed.

I also lost the intention to get a bargain.

It's just to see the strength of the saint-level profession.

after all.

The strength of Han Tiemu and Xiao Luoye are not much different. In their opinion, it is basically an extremely difficult thing to decide the outcome.

...

The battle continues.

Half an hour later.
To be continued...