Chapter 1700: , The eight-star peak

Seeing that the opponent's speed could increase, the two would collide again, and Chen Ping threw Pang Hu, who was resisting on his shoulders.
A battle is inevitable, Chen Ping turned around, and the flame wrapped fist blasted towards the person behind him.
Chen Ping's figure flew out to the rear, and this attack only slowed the person a few steps.
Feeling the pain in the wrist and the numbness in the arm, Chen Ping lamented how hard this man is.
No longer able to hide it, Chen Ping directly took out the Canglong Sword and the Xuanwu Tortoise Shell, ready to fight.
Seeing Chen Ping took out two treasures, the other person's eyes lit up and said, "Everything is good, I'll take it."
After all, Na Guo Nan raised his hand and rushed towards Chen Ping.
Chen Ping raised his shield and withstood the attack of the monster man. Chen Ping's arm was numb behind him. After every time he resisted the attack, Chen Ping wanted to raise his sword and slash at the opponent, but he could not help but the opponent's speed was too fast.
Seeing Chen Ping being suppressed by the son of the moon worship party, the group of people of the moon worship party shouted in unison: "The son is invincible! The son is invincible!"
"Invincible is a bit short."
Just before the attack landed on the turtle shell, Chen Ping flanked his side shield, and the man's fist slid through.
Seeing that this figure was not stable for a while, Chen Ping thrust his sword towards the opponent's ribs.
The sword stuck firmly on the man's body, and the man tilted his head to look at Chen Ping in shock.
I saw the sword submerged only two or three centimeters, and the head of the sword was not completely submerged. This was beyond Chen Ping's expectation, as well as the man's expectation.
Chen Ping thought, no matter how hard he was, how could he not be seriously injured by this sword.
What the man thought was how could anyone hurt him so easily.
The man grinned and said, "After so many years, you are the first to hurt me."
After that, the man jumped to the side and continued: "You have some patience. Give your name. I won't kill the unknown."
"Much."
Chen Ping frowned as he watched the man's wound healed gradually.
"Remember, my name is Feng Liuyue, don't forget it below."
As he said, the man slapped the floor with his feet and kicked over.
Chen Ping hurriedly transported the law of space, trying to block the attack before falling.
Feng Liuyue felt the strangeness on her legs and looked at Chen Ping in shock, but the law of space did not stop it like Chen Ping thought.
Chen Ping vomited a mouthful of blood, and the barrier was kicked to pieces by his foot, and the backlash of the law came in an instant.
Although Feng Yue's legs trembled faintly, Chen Ping's condition was even worse in the current situation.
Chen Ping secretly said that it was not good, he did not expect this eight-star peak physical training to be so powerful. Chen Ping was thinking about how to break the game, and the opponent's next round of attacks had already arrived.
"Xingyue Fist!"
I saw Feng Liuyue's right fist gathered a little bit of starlight, emitting a silvery white like moonlight.
This fist drove the spatial oscillation and shook it over. Chen Ping secretly said that it was not good, and flashed to the side, only to see the air from that fist knocking down the soil wall on one side.
If this punch hits the Xuanwu turtle shell, I don't know if it can be blocked, the snake imprint on Chen Ping's chest emits light, and a three-headed small snake with wings flew out, and the three heads bit the sealed moon.
"Ok?"
Feeling the decrease in cultivation base, Feng Liuyue's eyes became sharper and sharper: "Mu Chi, you have brought me too many surprises."
This suppression time lasted about a stick of incense, and I saw that Feng Liuyue's cultivation base fell from the eight-star peak to the early eight-star stage.
"A genius like you should die in my hands!"
Although the cultivation base of Feng Yue has been lowered, its momentum is still violent.
Chen Ping, who judged that he could not kill the opponent this time, gave up the idea of ​​using the Qilin Mark, and this Mu Chi was determined.
Chen Ping stepped away, put the Xuanwu tortoise shell away, closed his eyes and pinched the tactics, only to see the wind rolling in the cave, and a large blue array appeared in front of Chen Ping Ping with nearly a hundred sharp swords flying in it.
"Qingfeng Sword Formation!"
Chen Ping smashed the sword formation fiercely, and even threw the Canglong Sword in.
I saw Feng Liuyue standing in the middle of the sword formation, resisting bursts of sharp attacks, but how could he resist the hundred swords to attack together, there was no dead angle for Feng Liuyue to avoid.
The cyan long sword generated by Qingfeng Sword Formation can only cut through his skin, and the Canglong Sword hidden in it constantly attacks the vitals and weak points of the Sealing Moon, and the Canglong Sword can cause more considerable damage.
The people behind the Moon Worship Party, seeing the increasing scars on his saint son, screamed and rushed towards Chen Ping.
"Retreat to me!"
With blood on Feng Liu's mouth, she drew back from the crowd and said, "This is the battle between the two of us."
A crowd stopped not far from Chen Ping.
I saw that Feng Liuyue's body gradually slowed down, and Chen Ping's energy supporting Qingfeng's sword formation was almost exhausted.
The seal of cultivation base caused by Teng Snake suddenly disappeared, and it was time for a stick of incense.
Chen Ping withdrew the sword formation, and the lock moon standing in front of him was like a blood man who had just crawled out of hell, with several wounds on his body that were deeply visible.
Although the state of the lockdown month was not good, Chen Ping was also exhausted. Chen Ping believed that no one could kill anyone in the current situation, so he prepared to leave.
"That's it this time."
After Chen Ping said, he was about to turn around and take Pang Hu away.
"Want to go, impossible."
As soon as Chen Ping turned his head to say something, he saw Feng Yue raising his hands to form a triangle, and intense silver-white moonlight scattered from that hand.
This moonlight can make people violent!
Chen Ping wanted to take advantage of the last trace of reason to summon the door of space, but in this bamboo sword immortal's acceptance, the door of space of Chen Ping was broken by the rules as soon as he came out.
"You have no chance!"
Seeing Chen Ping's life-saving method was broken, Liu Liu laughed.
At this time, Chen Ping's eyes were red, and Pang Hu next to him reminded: "Mu Chi, close your eyes!"
But the voice came late, and Chen Ping fell into a violent state.
The two jumped up and collided in the air. Chen Ping's left arm bones cracked directly, but he just frowned and continued to fight Liu Yue.
But after all, it was still inferior to physical cultivation, and after a while, Chen Ping was beaten with blood all over the body.
Feng Liuyue blasted Chen Ping to the ground and yelled, "What was the momentum just now!"
Chen Ping, who had almost broken bones, wanted to get up and attack under the influence of the violent violent.
Pang Hu rushed over and hugged Chen Ping and said, "Stop fighting! We're not fighting!"
But then Chen Ping, regardless of whether he was the enemy or the enemy, raised his fist and hit Pang Hu on the back.
The attack was not painful or itchy, but Pang Hu had already cried into tears, and shouted: "We surrender! We surrender!"
Feng Liuyue walked over slowly, pulled Pang Hu away, and said, "How can a soldier surrender as soon as he surrenders?"
After that, he grabbed Chen Ping's head and picked him up.
A fist struck Chen Ping's chest, Chen Ping's chest was sunken, blood was vomiting in his mouth, and it seemed that he could not survive.
But just as Feng Yue threw it to the ground, Chen Ping's skin was tangled like magma, and the surrounding air began to heat up.