A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 57: Human face and animal heart

Chapter 57 Human Face and Beast Heart

He nodded slightly: "Okay!"

Su Shaoyou smiled gently: "Then I will come first!"

He used a sword, an epee, one full person long, one foot wide, like a door, it was huge and heavy. Chen Feng estimated that it would weigh more than two hundred catties.

He looks clean and beautiful, but his swordsmanship is extremely fierce and bursting. It doesn't look like a swordsmanship, but rather like a hammer and axe. With a wave of the big sword, he cuts down at Chen Feng, like It's like opening a mountain and cracking the ground, the momentum is extremely vicious!

Chen Feng laughed: "Good job!"

The King of Fudo Ming smashed out heavily. After a huge sound of gold and iron, Chen Feng stayed still, Su Shaoyou's great sword was swung away, and he took a step back, and the tiger's mouth was also shocked and bleeding.

He smiled heartily: "Come again!"

"Come again!" Chen Feng smiled.

After the impact just now, he estimated that Su Shaoyou's strength was about 5,000 jin, which was equivalent to the level of the 7th layer of the day after tomorrow, and it was the strength of ten tigers.

But compared to him, it's still far behind.

Su Shaoyou cut down with another sword, and Chen Feng did not move Mingwang's seal to condense and knocked him back again.

So, the two slashed out seven swords and seven palms. After one stroke, Su Shaoyou took a step back. After seven strokes, they had already pushed to the edge of the ring.

Chen Feng was so successful that he laughed loudly: "The eighth trick!"

After the eighth stroke of the collision, Su Shaoyou seemed to run out of strength, and the big sword flew out directly, the middle door opened wide, too late to escape.

Chen Feng came to him lightly and patted his chest with a palm.

Originally, Chen Feng's offensive was heavy, but he changed his mind, regained his strength, and changed to a light push, ready to push Su Shaoyou off the ring.

But at this moment, Su Shaoyou's eyes flashed a bit of bitter resentment.

He played a yellow jade card.

This jade card looked unremarkable, but it gave Chen Feng a very dangerous feeling, and he hurriedly drew back.

But it's too late.

With a loud "bang", the jade card burst open and turned into a fireball the size of a house.

And Chen Feng was right in the middle of the explosion.

He was hit by a fireball, flew out heavily, hit the ring, scorched all over, motionless, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

There was a huge exclamation from the crowd, and someone shouted: "It is a talisman. It turned out to be a talisman!"

Longmai Continent has many professions. Among the warriors, there is a circle of people who specialize in making talisman tools, called talisman masters.

According to different levels, the power of the talisman refiners is different.

Su Shaoyou's talisman has a power equivalent to a full blow of the Nine Layers of the acquired day, and its power reaches 20,000 catties, which is very terrifying!

Su Shaoyou let out an extremely arrogant laugh. The gentleness on his face just disappeared. Because of the excitement, his face became distorted.

He walked to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's body was scorched and blue smoke was still emitting from his body. The skin on his body was exploded and blood leaked out. A huge hole was blown in his thigh, and his right thigh was almost broken.

He didn't move, he looked like he was dead.

Han Cong was frightened and said: "Despicable, you actually use talisman?"

"Why can't I use the talisman?"

Su Shaoyou laughed wildly and yelled arrogantly: "Zongmen Dabi, no one stipulates that you can't use talisman! As long as you have the ability to get talisman, you can use it too! Hahahaha! "

Zongmen Dabi can indeed use talisman, but Su Shaoyou's victory in this way is indeed extremely contemptuous.

Many people in the audience looked at it, and they were disdainful.

Many people sympathize with Chen Feng.

Zhao Ruoxi was extremely happy, with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Nephew Su, good job!"

He said triumphantly at Han Cong: "Let me just say, Yan Qingyu's apprentice will definitely die here today."

He shouted at Su Shaoyou: "The trash is still there, Nephew Su, Yijian understands him."

Su Shaoyou stepped Chen Feng's face under his feet, watching that handsome face deform under his feet, he was extremely happy and laughed wildly.

"This piece of talisman, Xiaoye, was taken at a high price at an auction three years ago! Do you know how much it cost Xiaoye? Tell you, five hundred middle-grade spirit stones!"

"I used to keep this for my life! Who would have thought ~IndoMTL.com~wasted on you!"

His face was full of resentment: "You bastard, trash, you waste a piece of talisman paper, what are you? A hundred of them are not as valuable as this piece of talisman paper!"

As he said, he pressed his feet to crush Chen Feng's head.

"No!" Han Cong shouted, wanting to jump out of the stands to rescue him.

"Want to save people? Dreaming!" Zhao Ruoxi yelled and blasted out a palm, forcing Han Cong to save himself.

The referee sneered on the side, regardless.

At this moment, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes bursting brightly.

A huge golden handprint the size of a round table appeared out of thin air, and bombarded Su Shaoyou's body heavily.

Su Shaoyou let out a scream, he vomited blood and flew out and fell into the ring.

Chen Feng showed no mercy, jumped up, chased and killed, another big handprint blasted out.