A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 1175: Oriental inflammation! Kill!

The first thousand one hundred and seventy-five chapters Oriental Yan! Kill!

He looked extremely excited, tears rolling in his eyes.

Chen Feng patted her hand lightly, smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm fine, how long is it now?"

Hua Ruyan said softly: "Three days have passed."

Chen Feng sighed softly: "Three days have passed."

He didn't expect that he would be in a coma for so long, and the words of the two quarreled Jiang Yuechun.

His eyes are still a little confused, but instinctively his hands stretched into Chen Feng's arms, hugged him tightly, his ears pressed against his chest, and he muttered:

"Master, you are awake. When you wake up, I will feel at ease."

Chen Feng rubbed his head lightly, and said softly: "Silly girl."

Chen Feng struggled to sit up, although his whole body was still in severe pain, but at the very least, he was able to move.

The two girls were tired, so Chen Feng drove them out and told them to go to bed quickly.

Then got out of bed by herself and walked gently for two steps.

At this moment, his body is weak, the ocean of true essence in his body is extremely dry, and there is still no drop of true essence.

Chen Feng showed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, then took out the beeswax, swallowed a large amount, and sat cross-legged, and the nine-yin and nine-yang magical arts began to work wildly.

But this time when he was practicing, he felt that the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Art was very stagnant.

The true essence flowing in my body is also very stagnant, just like a rusty machine, it becomes smooth again after a long time.

But there are many places in the body that are painful, and there are always some uncomfortable feelings in some places.

Chen Feng felt that the speed of his cultivation seemed to be much slower than before, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

An old man appeared next to him at this time, looked at him for a while, and said softly: "Does you feel like your body is about to rust? There is always some stagnation in cultivation?"

Chen Feng nodded and said: "Yes."

An Lao sighed and said: "Because you have been injured too many times, and you have been seriously injured and dying too many times. Even if it can be healed, your body will not reach the original level."

"And this time you were injured, especially deep, almost only the bones and internal organs were left, and the skin and flesh were lost about 60%."

"Even if it fully grows back, it will have a considerable impact on spiritual practice."

"You were originally a god-given divine body, but you can't stand such a bad practice."

He looked at Chen Feng and smiled faintly: "If you come back so many times, you will need to reconsolidate your body."

Chen Feng only treated him as a joke, and didn't take it to heart. He laughed and said: "Then I will gather together."

In the Tulong Mountain Range, Chen Feng is hurried on his way.

There is a shortcut through the Tulong Mountain Range, leading to the Ziyang Sword Field.

Chen Feng was anxious to go back now, so he found this shortcut.

This is a long gorge, and Chen Feng is rushing through it.

Half a month has passed, and Chen Feng has been recuperating for half a month, which is to say, he has recovered to 30% of his strength in the past.

He knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the golden bee queen in a short time. It was a fluke to escape this time.

If you go again, maybe you will save your life.

Before leaving, Chen Feng looked at the direction of the valley from a distance, and whispered in his mouth: "Wait, I will be back eventually."

"At that time, I will take out the Jin Jingyuan in your belly, and the ancient treasure under your lair that may be made of metal, and it must be in my bag!"

Although he is on his way, he is still practicing.

Although he hasn't reached the Soul Condensation Realm and cannot fly, he is extremely fast.

With a light touch on your toes, the ground swept out a full tens of meters, like a white lightning.

The cold wind rushed towards him, blowing Chen Feng's face, and the wind swelled his clothes.

Chen Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth suddenly, and began to use the Heavenly Dragon Step. With a single stroke, he swept hundreds of meters away.

Then the dragon step reappeared, and with a sigh, it swept hundreds of meters away.

Chen Feng is equivalent to practicing his own Tianlong Step!

Suddenly, just as he performed the Dragon Step again, and his figure was about to reach the next node, an extremely powerful pressure slammed his head down.

With a ‘bang’, Chen Feng fell directly to the ground and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

As for this one, he is already seriously injured.

The injury on his body is still not healed, and it is getting worse at this time.

Chen Feng was extremely shocked. This man didn't do anything at all, just relying on his aura to crush himself like this!

The strength of this person is definitely far better than himself. He has reached the Soul Condensation Realm and is not low even in the Soul Condensation Realm.

Chen Feng didn't stay at all, and ran away in the other direction, exhausting all his true energy.

Tianlong step to extreme play!

At this time, a chuckle came: "I came to the door, still want to run? You are dreaming!"

Then Chen Feng suddenly felt the air in front of him condense directly, and with a bang, he hit the air hard.

At this time, the air actually condensed like a huge wall.

Chen Feng hit it, feeling as if he was hitting an iron mountain, and was immediately bounced back tens of meters, spurting out a big mouthful of blood!

Chen Feng didn't hesitate at all, and immediately got up again and used the Heavenly Dragon Step again.

Swish, and swept directly hundreds of meters away.

But this time, when he was about to reach the next node, the air in front of him once again condensed into a tall iron wall.

Chen Feng hit it again this time, and vomited blood again.

Until then, Chen Feng slowly stood up. He took a deep breath, and his gaze revealed an awe-inspiring look.

It was a desperate determination.

At this time, his expression was still calm, and he said faintly: "Come out!"

A figure in a purple robe slowly leapt down from the cliff in front.

He jumped down from above ~IndoMTL.com~ but did not land quickly, but fluttered like a feather, flying over thousands of meters in the air, and came to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng saw that this was a middle-aged man in his forties.

High nose and deep eyes, looks a bit weird, with red hair like fire, and his robe is as brilliant as fire.

With a few tens of meters away, Chen Feng felt that his body was extremely hot, and the huge heat rushed toward him directly.

Chen Feng looked at him coldly, and said lightly: "Who are you? I don't remember having a grudge with you."

"Remember my name, I am Dongfang Yan!"

Dongfang Yan said lightly: "Yes, you and I have no grudges, but today I want to kill you."

Chen Feng said coldly: "Why?"

(There are two more chapters in the evening.)

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