After that, Chu Tianfeng spent more than two hours melting and refining all the star stones.

After resting for a while, Chu Tianfeng continued to go deep into the valley.

It seemed that his good fortune had run out when he encountered the Burning Sun Stone, and for several hours on end, he found nothing.

That night, he roasted an eagle, treated himself well, and got drunk until the next morning, when the sun was three, and then he got up slowly.

After washing up, Chu Tianfeng continued to go deeper.

On this day, the harvest was not bad, and I found a lot of formation materials.

In the next few days, there were more and more formation materials, and the grades were not low, all of them were medium-grade defensive formation materials.

By the tenth day, Chu Tianfeng counted it, and estimated that the materials he had collected were enough for him to arrange two or three medium-grade defensive formations.

His two rings were basically filled, and in desperation, Chu Tianfeng had no choice but to go home.

Of course, with the flying sword, he no longer has to walk honestly on his feet.

Stepping on the flying sword, that familiar feeling made Chu Tianfeng excited, and his heart was full of emotion.

There was not half a figure in the desert, and it seemed that he was the only one left between heaven and earth.

He can soar freely and fly freely.

About twenty minutes later, as he approached the edge of the desert, he saw two familiar gray shadows flying up and down in the desert.

The magic trick was played, and Chu Tianfeng floated down from the air leisurely, and after putting away the flying sword, he appeared in shape.

I don't know what the reason is, these two old men are fighting fiercely again, and the two of them come and go, and the fight is inseparable.

It's been a long time since he's seen such a wonderful fight, so Chu Tianfeng simply moved out a chair and picked up the soy sauce with peace of mind.

"Okay!" Seeing Wang Caizhang kick Mo Wannian over, Chu Tianfeng did not hesitate to applaud.

"Okay, your mother!" Mo Wannian had already discovered Chu Tianfeng, a malicious spectator, and scolded viciously.

"Old man Wang, he scolded me, beat him to death for me!" Chu Tianfeng poured out a glass of monkey wine and drank it with a smack.

Who knows, Wang Caizhang didn't give face at all, he shook his long sword and shouted: "Beat your mother!"

Chu Tianfeng didn't care, sometimes, he accumulated a little emotion on the set, and he also wanted to give the director the middle finger, he could completely understand this mood.

"Three, two, one, Action!" In order to prevent the two from cutting him to vent his anger, he also deliberately walked away, "Keep fighting! Don't give me face!"

"Giggle!" said Seiyako's coquettish smile from the sea.

Wang Caizhang really wanted to trouble him, but Mo Wannian played a real fire and bit him tightly, he couldn't find a chance even if he wanted to find Chu Tianfeng.

Rumble!

The two of them slapped each other again! The palm was so strong that the scene was dusty, and the figures were a little difficult to see!

"Pause!" Chu Tianfeng raised his right hand high and called a pause.

Wang Mo and the others ignored it and continued to fight.

Chu Tianfeng secretly complained that the actors are so conscious, so that the director is about to lose his job!

Boom! Boom!

The more the two fought in the field, the more exciting it became.

"If I can absorb their souls, I guess I can break through to the tenth layer of the foundation. Saiyako's voice rang out again.

Chu Tianfeng was embarrassed, usually others discussed how to cook him and fry him in front of him, but now he suddenly changed it to him discussing how to cook others and fry others, and he still felt a little awkward and unaccustomed to it.

The fierce battle continued.

These two seem to be opponents and will meet good talents.

A second ago, Wang Caizhang kicked Mo Wannian and took advantage of it. In the next second, Mo Wannian would inevitably return the palm to him, beating Wang Caizhang to staggering backwards.

"Okay!" No matter who is fighting whom, as long as it is fighting, Chu Tianfeng will give moral support!

After watching the battle for more than ten minutes, Chu Tianfeng became more and more familiar with the routines of the two.

Once, seeing Wang Caizhang being knocked back again, Chu Tianfeng immediately shouted: "Old Wang, beat him to the right!"

Wang Caizhang was originally going to dig out Mo Wannian's right, but when Chu Tianfeng called him through, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, kicked a few stones at Chu Tianfeng with his right foot, and then attacked Mo Wannian's left.

"Your uncle!" Chu Tianfeng Zhenyuan rolled up and waved all the stones away.

As soon as he looked up again, he saw that Mo Wannian was repulsed, and Chu Tianfeng shouted: "Old man Mo, come on!"

Mo Wannian glanced at him hatefully.

"What are you looking at, hurry up!" Chu Tianfeng threw the eagle bone in his hand, "Dead old man, hurry up! Don't hit your ghost idea, your ghost flag in broad daylight has no effect." ”

He had already used his divine sense to sweep the spirit banner in Mo Wannian's package, but he guessed that the ghost in the banner was of a low level and did not dare to run out in broad daylight.

"Little bastard!" Mo Wannian avoided the eagle bones and kicked out a few stones like Wang Caizhang.

"!" Chu Tianfeng knocked down the stones casually, and scolded at a moment's notice, "You two dead old men, if you want to act, you can act well, if you provoke the master, the director will not be right, rush up and kill you!"

Mo Wannian finally couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped out of the battle circle with a snort, and shouted loudly: "Brother Wang, you and I will put it aside in advance, and we will join forces again to clean up this little bastard, how about it?"

Wang Caizhang couldn't ask for it, and immediately agreed: "Brother Mo, I have this intention!"

Your uncle! Chu Tianfeng had no choice but to put away his wine glasses, chairs and other things, and even stuffed back the eagle meat he had just taken out.

Mo Wannian rushed forward first, and with a flick of his left fist, a majestic True Yuan roared out!

Chu Tianfeng flashed suddenly, his divine sense moved, the light of the ring in his right hand flashed, and the flying sword flew out with a bang, shooting head-on towards Mo Wannian!

Mo Wannian suddenly saw a flash of white light in front of him, and knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly moved the long sword in his hand to his side, and at the same time dodged to the side.

Poof!

The flying sword sliced his long sword in two and quickly passed under his armpit, scaring him into a cold sweat!

He was frightened, and just as he was about to pounce on Chu Tianfeng again, his divine sense suddenly caught that thing and flew back again!

What the heck?

Mo Wannian was shocked, his fists shook, and a True Yuan fist slammed out, trying to deflect the flying sword.

At the same time, he stepped back to the side, trying to see what it was.

However, the flying sword was completely different from Chu Tianfeng's previous secret weapons, it was simply the nemesis of all fist strengths.

Whoosh!

The flying sword broke through Mo Wannian's fist without difficulty, and penetrated through his back waist and out of his front ribs!

Mo Wannian suddenly splattered blood, snorted and retreated again and again.

Chu Tianfeng's hands quickly sealed, and the flying sword turned back again, shooting at Mo Wannian again.

"Flying sword!" Wang Caizhang's knowledge is not too bad, and he has already recognized this legendary weapon!

When Mo Wannian heard this, he was even more frightened.

He was already injured, his fighting spirit had been lost early, and there were only two words left in his mind: escape!

Whoosh! He endured the sharp pain, threw away the half of the long sword in his hand, turned and jumped backwards.

Wang Caizhang was not slow to see the opportunity, and when he saw Mo Wannian running away, he also hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and rushed in the other direction.

Chu Tianfeng snorted coldly, put the two fingers of his right hand together, and pointed at Mo Wannian's back.

Swish!

The flying sword shot out again!

Mo Wannian heard the sound of the wind behind him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged to the right.

Woooo

The flying sword passed through his left side, cutting a hole in his clothes.

Mo Wannian was drenched in cold sweat all over his body, and it was not until this moment that he really regretted it!

He regretted that he had not dissuaded Yu Zhigao on the highway at the beginning, so that the two sides had a grudge. I regretted that I was hot-headed at that time, and I actually rushed into the secret realm to chase and kill Chu Tianfeng.

However, the flying sword could not read his remorse, or rather, he had no time to take care of his remorse.

Swish!

The flying sword folded back again, and once again passed through his abdomen!

Ahh

Mo Wannian let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground!

Chu Tianfeng snorted coldly, and pointed at the middle finger of his right hand again.

Swish!

The flying sword folded back again, and fiercely passed through Mo Wannian's back, bringing up a canopy of blood rain!

Yes!

Mo Wannian didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground.

Chu Tianfeng did not hesitate, sacrificed the Soul Flag, and temporarily included his soul in the Soul Flag.

Subsequently, Chu Tianfeng did not stop, and quickly chased after Wang Caizhang.

also deserved Wang Caizhang's bad luck and ran into an opponent like Chu Tianfeng.

He tried his best to eat, but he only ran less than two miles.

Chu Tianfeng's imperial sword flew, and he had already rushed in front of him in an instant, and the two fingers of his right hand pointed again, and the flying sword suddenly shot out!

Seeing Chu Tianfeng appear in front of him, Wang Caizhang had a faint feeling in his heart that today next year might become his death day!

Swish!

The flying sword is coming in an instant!

Wang Caizhang subconsciously lowered his head, and then dodged to the left.

Whoosh!

The flying sword slashed through his right cheek, and his face was suddenly drenched in blood, which was extremely terrifying!

"Wait!" Wang Caizhang stood firm and looked at Chu Tianfeng fixedly.

Chu Tianfeng landed on the ground, with a hint of banter on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't it cool?" With a turn of his right hand, the flying sword quickly folded back, and shot towards Wang Caizhang's heart!

"I'm cool to your mother!" Wang Caizhang finally started scolding, punched back, and then dodged to the right.

Swish!

The flying sword pierced directly through his fist and shot at the back of his heart again.

Wang Caizhang didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly rolled on the spot!

Boom!

The flying sword cut a long hole in his back clothes!

Chu Tianfeng raised his eyebrows, and his hands flew again.

The flying sword turned around and shot straight at Wang Caizhang's heart!

Wang Caizhang hadn't fully stood up yet, and he had no choice but to dance the long sword into a sword curtain, wanting to resist the flying sword.

Poof!

The flying sword also slashed his long sword, and the aftermath did not stop, still shooting towards his heart!

Wang Caizhang hurriedly rolled to the side.

Cha!

A flying sword flew over his left shoulder, and a left arm danced in the air!

Ahh

Wang Caizhang's screams almost resounded over the entire desert!

"Hmph!" Chu Tianfeng snorted coldly, his hands kept dancing, and the flying sword turned back again, shooting at Wang Caizhang's back heart!

"I'll fork your mother!" Wang Caizhang scolded again, threw his broken sword at the flying sword, and then rolled to the side.

Scold!

The flying sword swung away Wang Caizhang's broken sword, and still shot at Wang Caizhang!

Ahh

Wang Caizhang was already seriously injured, and he didn't have time to dodge.

And so—

With a bang, the flying sword passed through Wang Caizhang's heart.

"You, you-" Wang Caizhang's mouth also overflowed with blood, pointing at Chu Tianfeng, "You-"

Before the words fell, he fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no more sound.

Instead, the blood attracted several poisonous scorpions nearby, and quickly crawled towards Wang Caizhang's corpse.

Chu Tianfeng took out the soul banner again, played a magic trick, and put Wang Caizhang's soul into the soul flag.

Wang Mo and the others' packages were very light, there was basically nothing in them, Mo Wannian had a set of silver shining clothes, which made him very strange, so he put them away casually, and as for the rest of the items, they were all burned by him with a real fire.

After packing up a little, he stepped on the flying sword again, triumphantly.

It took him less than three minutes to fly out of the desert.

Then, he saw the grassland, and saw the five Du Renzhi walking on the grassland.

Chu Tianfeng did not choose to meet them, but played a stealth trick and sped up his speed to pass over the heads of Du Renzhi and the others.

After entering the Medicine Valley, Chu Tianfeng slowed down and slowly looked for Du Jingjing and the others.

Sometimes, fate is so, you want to be east, but what you get is west, you want west, and what you put in front of you may be a large group of east.

After more than an hour of searching, Chu Tianfeng saw the martial artists of various major sects, including Wang Lianyao, the disciples of the Huangshan faction and the Hengshan faction, and even the disciples of the Huashan faction who sold him a photo album.

Chu Tianfeng still did not show up, nor did he harass Wang Lianyao and the others.