The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

This can be seen from the several knife cuts on the arms and waist of the blue Taoist robe. Although they are not very deep, they have more or less caused him some trouble. During the battle, he must be vigilant at all times, otherwise he will accidentally Will be succeeded by the soft sword.

After the two faced each other for dozens of rounds, the blue Taoist robe had already lost. Of course, Wu Mei was not much better. This tough battle was not easy.

"Qi piercing Changhong!" After the blue Taoist robe roared, it gathered the remaining strength in its body, its legs bent slightly, and then, like a bow full of strings, an uppercut directly blasted towards Wu Mei's jaw.

"The speed is too slow!" Wu Mei said, while dodging her figure again, after dodging the blow, she rushed to the opponent's rear at top speed.

The blue Taoist robe almost vomited blood from Wu Mei's words, thinking that he was a dignified high-level vigor man, how had he ever been teased like this, but his strength was limited, so he could only sulk himself.

After punching nothing, when he was looking for Wu Mei's figure all over the world, he suddenly sensed the dangerous aura on his back and turned around suddenly, but it was too late.

Bang!
Wu Mei punched the back of the blue Taoist robe with all the strength in her body.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the blue Taoist robe, and then he fell forward stunned. Just when he wanted to get up, Wu Mei's deadly soft sword had already stabbed him.

laugh!
With a flash of sword light, Wu Mei's soft sword pierced directly through his back, and then drew out the soft sword and put it on the back of the neck of the blue Taoist robe.

The only person in the audience who was more embarrassed was Gui Shou. Originally, his skill was slightly inferior to Prodigal Son and Wu Mei's, and his strength lay in hidden weapons, so it was difficult to display his full strength in this kind of close combat.

And the man in the dark green Taoist robe who was facing him was also a high-level vigor, which was a very big challenge for him.

In fact, during this process, Mantis wanted to go up to help a few times, but was stopped by the ghost hand, just like Cheng Feng explained, this is a rare opportunity to challenge himself, which cannot be easily missed.

After twenty or so rounds, the ghost hand's defeat has been revealed, blood has already overflowed from the corner of the mouth, and the speed of the figure's flickering has also decreased significantly.

"See how long you can last!" After the green robe shouted, he raised his hand again and punched the ghost hand's throat.

After the ghost hand sensed the power of this punch, its pupils shrank slightly, and after taking a deep breath, it was about to raise its fist, but was suddenly pulled away by a hand, and at the same time, a fist waved in front of its eyes, facing the green-clothed priest. fist away.

boom!
What surprised people was that the Taoist robe in green was sent flying four or five meters away by this punch, and at the same time, there was an irregular shape in his right arm, which was obviously dislocated by this punch.

"How is it possible?" After the green Taoist robe stabilized his figure, he looked around, only to realize that the one who was fighting with him was the prodigal son who had just fought against the gray Taoist robe.

It was indeed the prodigal son who held the ghost's hand just now. After packing away his gray Taoist robe, he came to the side of the ghost's hand to watch the battle.

After sensing the huge energy contained in the green-clothed Taoist robe's punch, the prodigal son knew very well that if the ghost hand that had already reached an exhausted state resisted the punch, he would definitely suffer a serious injury.

Therefore, the prodigal son no longer hesitated, pulled away the ghost's hand and punched it, and at the same time activated a layer of skill in the submerged way.

There was no suspense in the next match. The green-clothed Taoist robe, which was already at the end of its strength, was kicked in the chest by the prodigal son after three rounds and fell to the ground. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he immediately lost all combat power.

So far, only the black Taoist robe is left among the four Taoist robes. He is worthy of being a master who has stepped into the peak realm with half a foot.

Of course, judging from the situation at the scene, it is already at the end of its strength, and this has something to do with Cheng Feng's intention to borrow the other party to polish his submerged skills.

If it was just a simple battle of victory and defeat, under Cheng Feng's full blast, the opponent would probably lie down already. Although half of the opponent's foot has already stepped into the peak state, Cheng Feng also stepped into the second floor of the submerged path with half of his foot The presence.

Cheng Feng has been staying on the first floor of the hidden path for a long time. Through the continuous battle with Feng Jingquan and the two masters in black robes just now, Cheng Feng has seen the dawn of the second floor of the hidden path. He believes that it will not take long. I will soon break through the first level and enter the second level.

"Okay, let's end here, thank you for practicing with me for so long." After Cheng Feng finished speaking, he raised his whole body strength again, and a majestic momentum swept away towards the black robe like an overwhelming mountain.

puff!
The Taoist robe in black almost vomited blood from anger, Nima, no matter how I say it, I am a super strong man who has stepped half a foot into the peak realm, okay, but you are used to practice boxing, this is too irritating, isn't it?
Are you fucking unable to win and started to switch to psychological tactics!

However, when he sensed Cheng Feng's last aura, he lost his temper, and at the same time, a little fear rose in his heart, because the aura of the other party was so frightening that it seemed that the surrounding air was shocked, making him I couldn't help but shuddered.

"Shenlong wagging its tail!" Cheng Feng roared angrily, his body suddenly moved, and a fierce air vortex swept towards the black robe.

Bang bang bang!
The black Taoist robe had no time to dodge, so he could only stretch out his hands to block, but it was obviously ineffective. He was hit several times by Cheng Feng's whirlwind legs, and was finally kicked away by Cheng Feng's closing kick again.

Wow!
The black Taoist robe that fell to the ground spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately lost most of its fighting power.

"How about it, do you still want to fight?" Cheng Feng put his legs away and came to the black robe again.

"You have won, and it is up to you to kill or cut." The black-clothed Taoist robe looked at his other three companions, all of whom had lost their fighting power, so he said in a muffled voice.

"I'm not interested in your lives, but I want to take Shao Yundong away!" Cheng Feng walked towards Shao Yundong after speaking.

Shao Yundong had been ravaged badly by the mantis before that, and could barely stand up.

Objectively speaking, Shao Yundong's own kung fu is pretty good. Although there is still a certain gap with Fan Jialuo back then, his kung fu is at least equivalent to the third level of the middle class.

It's a pity that he faced the mantis, and he couldn't use his strength for no reason before he could fully use it.

Seeing Cheng Feng walking towards him, Shao Yundong said: "The winner is the king and the loser, you do it!"

"Don't worry, I still have a lot to talk to you about!" Cheng Feng said with a half-smile.

"Do you think you can get a lot of news from me? Don't do it in vain, it's impossible!"

Shao Yundong is worthy of being a hero of a generation. Even though he suffered a crushing defeat, his heroic spirit has not been decadent.