Chapter 110: Fighting not on the same level

The old man stood still like a chicken, with a dull expression, a pale complexion, and a few scattered buns. The look of defeat was long gone, and the old Hefa Tongyan had disappeared. It was like a bad old man, and the old fairy wind bones no longer existed.
In the eyes of the old man, Feng Chen is very young. Now he can have such a practice. His qualifications are truly shocking. However, he is too young, no matter how good his qualifications are, his cultivation is also limited. For such people, he must be strangled in the trance. .
The old man's killing and anger filled his entire brain! At this moment, the old man's fighting spirit rose, and he wanted to kill Feng Chen and then quickly.
After a while, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes, and then a sneer sneered:
"Hum! Feng Chen, the old man wants you to survive but not to die. You forced me ...." The old man gritted his teeth and his teeth wrinkled and looked extremely embarrassed.
The old man laughed with a smirk, and his arms trembled with infuriating qi, and he slammed the sleeves out of the sound of gold and iron symphony. The dust stuck to him during the killing just slammed from his clothes. Fall, the action is arrogant and chic!
Then he took a dark green jade bottle out of his arms and carefully took it in his hand, with a cruel smile on his face, and his vicious eyes looked at Feng Chen and said to himself: Can die in the mystery of the soul valley. You can stare at the hands of the system of poisonous flowers.
After the old man finished speaking, the true energy of the 30% repair in the refining period was all motivated, a long sleeve waved, the mouth of the dark green jade bottle aimed at the sealing dust, a black gas spewed out, and flew straight Feng Chen, then the old man looked at Feng Chen with the same general look of the dead.
The old man had a sneer on his face. For him, Feng Chen is now the same as the dead. Since ancient times, he has not been able to survive in the hands of Qidu Qihua.
The poisonous flower is made from seven kinds of poisonous flowers, and the practitioners touch it, otherwise they are repaired without being slaughtered like a wasteful person, and those who are serious are whine, let alone ordinary people.
"Oh, are you? I want to see what the so-called poisonous flowers in your mouth can do to me"?
Feng Chen's toes were a little lighter, and fluttered up, three feet above the ground, stood, all over his body, emitting a burst of gas, the poisonous Qihua could no longer move forward half a step.
After talking about Feng Chen holding the tactics with one hand, he hit a magical wind spell, and a breeze struck. Under the breeze, the poisonous Qihua immediately turned into nothingness and dissipated in the air.
When I saw Feng Chen's ease, he could attract a breeze, and the old man was shocked. What kind of spell was this? What is this martial art? Has greatly exceeded the old man's understanding of the word Gu Wu.
The old man's old face twitched slightly, his fingers trembled, his eyes were full of panic, his pupils shrank for a while, and the power of poisonous flowers was no better known than him. He did not expect that his killing blow did not cause a trace of Feng Chen. It hurts, the lips are slightly half open, and a little bit sloppy: "Who are you in the end .... Are you the one above?"
The old man had a little fear in his heart, and his proud nirvana was useless in front of others. If Feng Chen is really what he thinks is the person above, except that he died on the spot today, Guigui said Maybe he will be uprooted. In his impression, the people above him are omnipotent, and he can take the enemy's first level with a wave of his hand, which is terrible.
In short, he is finished anyway. You can draw a gust of wind from scratch, which is a legendary technique, and it is ridiculous that you have to do it with such people.
The old man was still puzzled. He didn't understand that with his current strength and Feng Chen, he was not in a grade at all. Feng Chen wanted to kill himself, but it was too simple, but Feng Chen has not revealed anything to himself so far. Killing intention.
"You do n’t need to know who I am. You should n’t be the one who provokes me, unless you have something to buy, maybe I can let you go." There was a slight disdain in Feng Chen's eyes, Regarding the six-story cultivation during his base period as the practitioner facing the three-story cultivation during the refining period, he didn't even look at it.
The dust-sealing clothes squeaked in the air without any wind, snoring, and moved his mind, holding his hands and tactics. In the midst of it, swordsmanized by the real yuan swam around, spinning up and down.
The surrounding air became depressed, breathing became difficult, and the sharp sword horns burst into the air.
The sound of the rampant Jianming makes people unable to give up any resistance.
"Senior ..... rare life"!
The old man Li Deqing felt the power of this sword-mangling, and suddenly changed his color, and he uttered a whisper in his heart. He didn't have much time to think about it, so he begged for mercy, or he would die today.
"go with"! Feng Chen said softly.
With a hissing buzz, Jianmang swept out and flew towards the old man. Due to the speed of Jianmang, Jianmang's actually brought a trace of sword shadow behind him.
"Boom ..." Jianmang was about one meter in front of the old man. Jianmang collided with the ground, exploded, and the smoke was diffused. The strong force of Jianmang brought up a dust and formed a depth of about five feet. In the big pit, the old man was shaken by the strong power of Jianmang.
"Oh ..." The old man fell heavily on the ground, his face pale, blood spurting out, and his heart was horrified. Feng Chen was an understatement and he was hit hard. What kind of strength is this, Crush him completely.
If it wasn't for Feng Chen's mercy, he would be dead.
Feng Chen didn't care about him, and slid down slowly from the air. He strode to the old man and stepped on the old man's chest. "Don't think you are an old man. I dare not step on you. Not only can I step on you. , I can kill you! "
The sound of "clicking and clicking" was so infiltrating that the old man's face was painful, blood was flowing around the corners of his mouth, and the boss with his pupils open.
The old man finally understood his situation, thinking that Feng Chen had said before that he could buy his old life with things. Thinking of this, the old man quickly said: "Senior ... Don't blame me, I blame the juniors for being blind-eyed and offending the juniors and juniors. Willing to use all the net worth of the junior can change a cheap life, hope that the senior will be successful! "
Before long, Feng Chen had no intention to kill the old man now. The old man ’s cultivation will never be too low in Guigu Valley. It happens that he lacks too much. If he can get from the old man, Getting some information or some elixir is more useful than killing him.
It is only that he knows that to the extent that the old man cultivates, if he does not come up with something that scares him, the old man cannot be obedient.
Now the old man was deterred by himself, and now he took the initiative to offer it, nothing more than to save his life. He was in the middle of his own heart, sealed up and meditated, his voice was a bit cold: "Oh, then you talk about what you use to buy your dog's life , You know, I kill you as easy as killing a dog! "