"Bang,"

The masked man's palm passed heavily through Chen Feng's body and landed on the main trunk of the peach tree, and the powerful force instantly turned the entire peach tree into powder.

A strange thing happened, I saw that Chen Feng, who was penetrated by the palm of the masked man's hand, did not shed a drop of blood, and even the expression on his face did not change in any way.

"Oh no, I was fooled. The masked man's face changed slightly, but he didn't have much worry in his heart.

Obviously, the Chen Feng who was penetrated by himself was just an afterimage. However, the existence of the afterimage also illustrates a problem, that is, Chen Feng was under the peach tree just now, but at the moment when he was about to hit him, he teleported away in time.

As long as Chen Feng is here, with his strength, it will naturally be easy to take down Chen Feng. After all, the realm that Chen Feng showed was only the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and he was the late stage of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortals, with two great realms in the middle.

The thought came to him in an instant, and when he understood the situation, the peach tree completely turned into powder, and was scattered in all directions by a huge blast of energy, as if it had rained a torrential rain.

However, at this moment, a black light flashed in the middle of the sawdust, and the speed was so fast that it was really as fast as lightning and silent.

"What is this. A strong sense of crisis struck, but before the masked monk could react, the black light had already shot above his face, and a "whoosh" sound penetrated through his nostrils.

The masked monk hurriedly tried to blow out the black light. However, as soon as the black light entered his nostrils, it kept drilling deep into the masked monk's nose, and in the blink of an eye, it had already penetrated into the deepest part of the masked monk's nose. When the masked monk blew his nose vigorously, a faint tingling sensation came from the depths of his nose, and then, something terrifying happened to the masked monk, he only felt that the black light was like a worm, looking into his body, and in the blink of an eye, it was into his meridians.

"Damn, what is this. The masked monk turned around abruptly and glared at Chen Feng, who was standing not far away with an indifferent face: "Tell me quickly, what is this damn black light?" ”

Chen Feng was indifferent and indifferent, there was endless banter in his eyes, and there was only a gloomy killing intent left.

"You'll find out in a moment. Chen Feng smiled coldly: "Soon, soon." ”

"What do you mean. The masked monk was about to ask again, but his face changed drastically, and his body trembled.

In his perception, he only felt that there was something swimming quickly in his meridians, and the direction in which it traveled was where his dantian was located.

"Looks like you've felt it. Chen Feng looked at the masked monk's panicked appearance and teased: "I really want to tear your face towel and see how timid you are under the face toil." ”

"You...... You are looking for ...... death" The masked monk was about to say something, but his face suddenly changed, and his bare brows wrinkled into a numb.

"It's not good, the immortal yuan in my dantian was devoured quickly. This...... It's a soul worm. The masked monk cried out in panic: "You...... Where did you come from, the Soul Worm? ”

"You think I need to tell a dead man so much. Chen Feng looked at the masked monk in front of him lightly and said disdainfully.

"It's naïve for you to think you can kill me with a single spirit worm. The masked monk's voice suddenly became cold: "Take you down, and my brothers will naturally find a way to relieve me of this spirit worm." ”

"Oh, you're sure you still have that faith. Chen Feng said unhurriedly: "Then, you can try it." ”

Saying that, Chen Feng actually held his hands on his chest, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Damn it, boy, take your life. Seeing Chen Feng despise him like this, the masked monk immediately let out a loud shout, and his body suddenly moved, and he was about to rush towards Chen Feng.

He was sure that with his own strength, he could definitely suppress the Spirit Worm for a while, and just for a while, it was enough to completely strangle Chen Feng.

But is that really the case?

After only three steps, the masked monk's footsteps suddenly stopped. His body twitched constantly, as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

"What's going on, why can't my immortal yuan be mobilized. The masked monk's eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Feng in horror and shouted.

"Nothing, just used some Feng Yuanxiang. Chen Fengpi said with a smile.

"Feng Yuanxiang. How could I have fallen for Feng Yuanxiang, you are talking nonsense. The masked martial artist said incredulously, "Besides, Feng Yuanxiang's medicinal power is definitely not so powerful. ”

Chen Feng smiled: "You're right, Feng Yuanxiang's medicinal power is indeed not so powerful, so I didn't expect this Yuanxiang to make you lose your resistance." But don't forget the Spirit Worm, Feng Yuanxiang makes you unable to call the Immortal Yuan, just so that the Spirit Worm no longer has any resistance power. ”

"So, you just die obediently......" As he spoke, Chen Feng's figure suddenly moved, and he didn't know when the heavy sword was already in his hand, and the three styles of Zhijian struck out violently.

"Damn. Damn it. In the face of Chen Feng's sudden move, the masked monk jumped like thunder. But Chen Feng's offensive was like a storm, and he had to deal with it head-on.

In the past, Chen Feng's attack could only tickle him, but at this moment, Feng Yuanxiang and the Spirit Worm restrained him together, so that he didn't have much strength left to face Chen Feng's attack.

Finally, he chose to retreat! As soon as his footsteps shrank, the masked warrior dodged and retreated, and this retreat was destined to be seized by Chen Feng. And this is also the beginning of the tragic end of the masked warrior.

Although Chen Feng's attack strength is not as strong as that of the masked warrior, the simple three styles are an extraordinary existence, although there are only three styles, but each style is ever-changing, extremely subtle, and the moves are directly to the point, even if the masked warrior is big, he does not dare not avoid it. Coupled with Feng Yuanxiang's medicinal power and the spirit worm, the masked warrior began to retreat.

Finally, a huge flaw was exposed.

"Now, let me die. A sword that breaks the sky. Chen Feng shouted suddenly, and the power in his body converged towards the heavy sword without hesitation.

The next moment, the sword broke through the sky, and blood flashed.

A desperate scream resounded in the sky, and the masked warrior's eyes were round, bloodshot all over them, looking at Chen Feng, resentful and annoyed.

"Whew,"

Slowly pulled out the blood-stained heavy sword from the masked monk's body, and with a slight swing, all the blood stains on the heavy sword shook off, and it was mixed with the peach blossoms on the ground, which seemed so harmonious.

"Bang,"

Along with the bloodstains, the masked monk's lifeless corpse was shaken off.