I Draw Red Envelopes in All Worlds

Wei Zhuang's body exuded a cold and powerful aura, and two cold rays of light shot out from his eyes, like a sharp sword unsheathed, straight into the sky.

This person is really too arrogant, he is already angry.

Zheng!

draw sword.

The cold light shot out, and a shocking murderous aura rushed out, Wei Zhuang disappeared in an instant, and turned into a sword light and slashed over.

This extremely fast speed was completely captured in Chen Feng's eyes. He looked at the sharp sword that came from the lasing, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he pressed down with the palm of his white infuriating energy.

At the same time, the air in front of him fluctuated slightly and was cut open by a sharp blade. Wei Zhuang appeared with his sword, and the sword that contained his full blow fell.

when!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and he really blocked Wei Zhuang's sword with his bare hands, and his palm was unscathed, really like gold and iron.

With a slight push on his hand, Wei Zhuang was shaken back uncontrollably, the clanging sound on the sword continued, and a faint trace appeared.

"What a strong and terrifying body, what kind of horizontal training method is this, and the body has been trained so strongly."

Wei Zhuang glanced at the body of the sword warily, but was not discouraged by the blow, dragging the long sword, more powerful air flowed from his body, his hair fluttered, and his eyes were like electricity.

brush!

He made another move, turning into phantoms, attacking from different ways.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful the horizontal training body is, there are still flaws. Once he finds it, it can break Chen Feng's horizontal training.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Because Chen Feng not only practiced one set of horizontal training methods, but several sets, after merging with each other, there was no obvious door in the body.

If there is, it is only some parts that are relatively fragile, but Chen Feng's whole body is protected by infuriating qi. If he wants to break it, it is as difficult as going to the sky.

"Ugh……"

Seeing Chen Feng fighting Wei Zhuang with his bare hands, without even using any weapons, Zi Nubiao knew that this battle would be difficult.

If Chen Feng is just a strong body, it is a living target for Wei Zhuang.

But its own reaction speed is also very fast, and it can completely see through Wei Zhuang's figure. Every attack is easily dismissed by the opponent. In this case, it is almost invincible.

The most terrifying thing is that Chen Feng is only passively accepting Wei Zhuang's attack at the moment, and he does not take the initiative to take action.

Dangdang!

The level of sword qi was horizontal and vertical, tearing the ground and smashing the grass and trees, but Chen Feng was not injured at all, even his clothes were not touched by the sword qi.

Chapter 132 Sharktooth Ghost King

The dense infuriating energy spread all over his body, turning it into a barrier, blocking all the sword energy out.

The strong and sturdy body, the pure infuriating body protection, and the two barriers left him basically without flaws.

The greater the pressure, the stronger Wei Zhuang's fighting spirit became. With one step, the powerful internal force exploded, forming a circle of waves.

He rushed out with a sword, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye under his feet, overwhelmed the vegetation along the way, and the long sword slashed horizontally, and the sword intent was unparalleled.

The descendants of Guigu, one vertical and one horizontal, Gai Nie travels the world, Wei Zhuang is domineering.

Chen Feng's eyes brightened, he controlled his cultivation, jumped up and flicked his fingers, and hit the sword with a bang.

when.

The sword body suddenly bent, and the force of the collision turned into a wave that rippled out, sweeping all directions in an instant, and all the grass smashed along the way.

"What a powerful force."

Wei Zhuang's expression changed, and he only felt an incomparably fierce and unstoppable force coming from the sword, forcing him to retreat in order to release the huge force above.

"I got it too!"

Chen Feng's eyes were burning brightly, and his aura suddenly became stronger. It was a calm sea before, but now a huge wave suddenly roared into the sky.

His face turned cold, and masculinity poured out of his body, like a volcanic eruption, hitting Wei Zhuang with his palm.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's roar echoed through the void, roaring and came to Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang's pupils changed, and he turned to avoid it. Long Yin's palm landed on the ground, and with a bang, a large pit with a depth of [-] meters was blown up. The power contained in it made the faces of the purple girl and Yan Lingji who were watching the battle slightly changed.

"His inner strength is too terrifying!"

The purple girl opened her rosy mouth like a cherry in shock, and spoke with some difficulty.

She could see clearly that Chen Feng's palm didn't fall on the ground at all, just flying out with the palm force destroyed the earth so amazingly.

Yan Lingji sighed in her heart: "The last time he dealt with us, if we used this palm technique close to us, we would be even more miserable."

Wei Zhuang understands that he is far inferior to this person in terms of power, but it is impossible to easily admit defeat.

The sword in his hand screeched rapidly, and the violent airflow circled around him, and the internal force poured into the sword like a tide. He looked at Chen Feng and killed it.

This sword is extremely domineering, and it is approaching the extreme. It contains all the power that Wei Zhuang Ruo can explode.

In Chen Feng's eyes, Wei Zhuang was like an unstoppable rainbow at the moment, gathering a strong sword energy, breaking through the void in front of him, and slashing over desperately.

Across all directions!

One of Wei Zhuang's swordsmanship tricks!

"It's rare for this guy to have such fighting spirit at such a young age!"

Chen Feng showed a hint of admiration. He arrived three years ahead of schedule. At this moment, Wei Zhuang was still very young, but he had such strength, which made him fearful. He was indeed a descendant of Guigu.

In the palm of his hand, his true energy became dense, and he took the initiative to meet him, and shot it with a palm, which also turned into a dragon shadow.

The two figures collided with each other in an instant, and the power of the sword tip breaking the flame dragon palm landed in the center of Chen Feng's palm and stopped completely.

Ding!

Wei Zhuang was unable to move forward, and the sword body kept shaking.

Click click.

At the same time as the earth was sunken, it was torn apart by a gully, which continued to spread and expand. The stone turned into powder. As the air waves flew out, the surrounding air was instantly cut open, turned into a vacuum, and distorted.

Chen Feng's palm broke out again, shaking Wei Zhuang's sword back.

This time, Chen Feng is no longer passively receiving moves. He blocks a sword, and then deceives himself to press it. His hands are the strongest weapons, whether he uses palms, fists, or fingerings. The changes are varied and the speed is very fast.

Wei Zhuang's sword became more and more difficult to unfold under his hands, and he kept losing.

The sword body trembled and seemed very unwilling, but was firmly grasped by Chen Feng's hand.

Wei Zhuang fell uncontrollably several meters away, his hair was messy, his chest was stuffy, and a domineering scorching force invaded his body, his internal organs were suddenly injured, blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

"It's such a strong force that it can't be stopped at all."

He murmured in his heart, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief before he spit out a sentence.

"I lost!"

In his opinion, as a swordsman, his sword was not protected and was taken away by the opponent. He was convinced and defeated very thoroughly.

"Assignment."

Chen Feng smiled lightly, the powerful momentum on his body faded like a tide, and at the same time, the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, and it returned to the scabbard with a clang.

This move shocked Wei Zhuang, and he saw an even bigger gap.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Chen Feng with admiration: "According to the agreement, you can make any request."

In his heart, only the strong are qualified to speak, and those stronger than him are naturally qualified to order him.

However, he will try his best to make up for these gaps and will not let this person keep pressing him.

"Your swordsmanship is very delicate. I invite you to join Xuanming as a swordsman teacher."

Chen Feng said seriously, compared to Zi Nu, this person is much freer and can not be restrained too much.

"Okay." Wei Zhuang had no objection. Joining Xuan Ming, he still had the opportunity to discuss with this person.

"Welcome to Xuan Ming, you are the fifth expert I am looking for."

Chen Feng's face was full of smiles. In the future, he would become one of the world's top masters. Even if there were no aliens he cultivated in the future, Xuan Ming would not be unknown.

"In front of you, I'm still not a master."

Wei Zhuang laughed at himself, held his sword, and stood up despite the severe pain in his body. His eyes were not discouraged by the defeat, but full of fighting spirit.

He saw a stronger world that was worth his challenge.

"Congratulations to the young master for winning another capable man." Yan Lingji came over, and the beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

This battle made him see the strength of Chen Feng again, but she already felt that it was just the tip of the iceberg.

"In the future, he will be one level higher than you. He will be the Ghost King of the Underworld, code-named Sharktooth. To a certain extent, you, the Four Great Lords of Hell, need to obey his orders."

Chen Feng looked at the two of them, "Is there no problem?"

Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes, "Ghost King?"

Yan Lingji explained: "In our Xuanming, the bottom is the little ghost, followed by impermanence, then the judge, Yan Jun, the ghost king and the emperor. The son is above the emperor, and he is the emperor."

The purple girl on the side was shocked when she heard it. From this division, you can see this person's ambition and self-confidence. Wei Zhuang was only qualified to be ranked as a ghost king in Xuanming.

Yan Lingji smiled charmingly: "In terms of strength, you can consider the killer level of the net, the little ghost corresponds to the small characters such as ghosts and ghosts, and the next four correspond to the heavens and the earth. If the shark-toothed ghost king wants to become the first-level emperor of the underworld, he must surpass the sky. The strength of a first-class killer!"

Chapter 133 The Master of Creation

"Beyond the first-class killer!"

Wei Zhuang clenched the hilt of the sword and looked at Chen Feng, "It seems that I have to become an underworld emperor to be qualified to truly threaten you. Sooner or later, I will go further!"

The purple girl's beautiful eyes flowed, with a teasing meaning: "Chen Gongzi's ambition is really big, the Emperor of the Underworld surpasses the Heavenly Killer, but he is still your subordinate, in these seven countries, there is probably no organization that is so powerful. "

"It's uncertain."