There were several muffled sounds, and either the bones were broken or he fell to the ground and vomited blood.
The fat man, who was about to charge forward, had a stiff expression and stopped in his tracks.
Chu Feng walked forward, and every step made the fat man's heart beat faster. When he was still two meters away, Chu Feng's legs suddenly gave way and he sat on the ground.
The fat man wanted to take the opportunity to go up and kill Chu Feng, but he was worried about being cheated and stopped where he was.
The air wall sealing off the palace was suddenly broken open from the outside, and the person who walked in was Bian Fuhua and Jin Chanzi.
After performing for a long time, I finally tricked the two of you in.
Chu Feng was slumped on the ground, vomiting blood and vomiting even more violently.
The fat man, who had already lost his courage, saw two people coming and knew that nothing would happen to him. He lowered his head, walked around and walked outside.
"Did I let you go?"
Bian's cold voice sounded.
The fat man cursed secretly in his mind and turned around with a flattering look on his face.
"Whatever the senior's orders are, this junior will definitely fight to the death."
As a medium-sized person who has been struggling in the fifth level for who knows how many years, Fatty has long been honed to perfection in his ability to talk to people and tell ghosts.
"I will not give up even if I die! Really?"
Bian Fulai walked up to the fat man, scanned it from top to bottom, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Have you seen the little Taoist priest who disappeared before?"
I had watched the little Taoist priest disappear before my eyes. If I didn't say I was shocked, it would be false.
To be honest, compared to the Immortal Lord's Tomb, Bian Fuhua was more concerned about how a young monk who was no more than an immortal could disappear without warning.
He said that it had something to do with the Immortal Lord's Tomb, and he wouldn't believe it even if I beat him to death. With his cultivation in the later stage of Daluo Jinxian, even the Immortal Lord would not be able to disappear without warning in front of him, let alone a mausoleum.
"Senior, I was in the busy market before..."
With an indignant look on his face, the fat man recounted what had happened in the busy market, putting himself on the victim's side. It can be said that he is extremely shameless.
"So you have a grudge against that little Taoist priest!" Bian Fulai showed a surprised expression.
"If I catch that little Taoist priest, I will torture him to death." The fat man's expression was twisted, and he was filled with anger.
Bian paid no attention to it, turned around, and walked step by step towards Chu Feng who was sitting on the ground.
In addition to the little Taoist priest, the bearded man also made him curious. There were so many people at the scene. How did this bearded man trigger the entrance to the Immortal Lord's tomb?
As a super veteran who has been in the world of heaven for thousands of years, Bian refuses to believe that all of this has nothing to do with this bearded man.
On the ground, Chu Feng raised his head and looked at the demon sect collector who kept approaching him. A hint of panic flashed across his pale face.
"Senior, what do you want to ask me?"
When Bian Fuli saw Chu Feng, who had just killed several people in a row, he suddenly became frightened and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"Senior, I haven't done anything except taking half of the Nine Transformations Golden Pill."
Chu Feng said deliberately and cautiously.
Like a fledgling rookie.
"Haha, you and that little Taoist priest set up a trap to harm others, do you think I can't see it?"
Bian Fulai suddenly said sharply and harshly.
Unexpectedly, Bian Fulai was so smart, and he guessed the truth of the matter at once.
Chu Feng was stunned and shook his head resolutely: "Senior, you are mistaken. I don't know that little Taoist priest. Moreover, this place is not a trap to harm people. Many people have already received a lot of benefits."
Bian Fuli saw the bearded Chu Feng's eyes clear, as if he was lying, and his tense face relaxed.
The fat man behind was very angry that Chu Feng killed his men. When he saw this, he shouted: "Senior, this bearded man is obviously deceitful. You can't trust him."
Whatever I do, I need you to teach me.
Bian lived up to his sneer.
Whoa, a flash of blue light flashed, the fat man's head was separated. Half of his face was touching the ground, still maintaining a humble smile.
Even a tiny insect dares to scream in front of me.
Bian Fuli added another sentence in his heart.
Jin Chanzi, who had been acting as a spectator, was stunned for a moment and asked: "Amitabha, he didn't offend you, why did you kill him?"
"Kill if you want," Bian Fulai said nonchalantly, casting his scrutinizing gaze on Chu Feng again.
He didn't completely believe the fat man's words, nor did he completely disbelieve them.
Chu Feng, who was also stunned by Bian Fuhua, who had a cruel temperament and would kill if he said so, frowned and said: "I have already eaten half of the Nine Turns Golden Pill."
Bian Fulai couldn't help but laugh. He was a dignified messenger of the Demon Sect and a Daluo Jinxian-level monk. He would care about half a Nine-turn Golden Pill.
"Big Beard, when things come to a head, you are still arguing with me. It seems that you don't want to live anymore."
Chu Feng said with an indifferent expression: "Since you don't believe me, then do it."
Kill you, who can help me find that little Taoist priest!
Bian lived up to the sneer in his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Bian, be careful."
Jin Chanzi suddenly reminded me, like thunder in the dark night.
Before Bian Fulian could react, there was a knife on his body, which penetrated deeply into his body and caused blood to flow out.
The silly beard he had just now disappeared and turned into a handsome young Taoist priest.
"You, Taoist Master Chu"
Jin Chanzi's eyes widened, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. After all, it was Taoist Master Chu who left him behind last time.
"You are Taoist Master Chu"
After reacting, Bian Fuli looked at Chu Feng with a somewhat complicated look.
"Yes, this is indeed a game set up by Pindao. Moreover, ten breaths ago, Pindao completed the blockade of this place. The core formation within the Immortal Lord Formation has been activated. You two really have to stay this time. It’s here”
Chu Feng's body was floating in mid-air, exuding a powerful aura.
Bian did not fail, Jin Chanzi changed his color, without any nonsense, turned around and used their spiritual treasures to escape from this place. Unfortunately, this place has been completely blocked. Without mastering the formation, there is no way to leave here.
"Although, once we enter the formation, it's still not safe to deal with you two at the same time."
With a thought in Chu Feng's mind, he separated the two people and faced each other alone.
"I never imagined that I would fall into such a despicable trap throughout my whole life."
Bian Buhua lamented endlessly.
Chu Feng chuckled, stretched out his hand, and the whole world shrank little by little and evolved into a ball.
Bian lived up to his expectations and looked at the world getting smaller and smaller. With a blessed mind, he suddenly asked: "You are a monk. If you kill thousands of monks in the fifth level at one time, you will be punished by God."
The world is reminded of divine punishment.
God's punishment, in your eyes, what's the difference between it and a chamber pot? Chu Feng glanced at Bian Fuhua with disdain, stretched out his hand, and saw the scene of thousands of monks leaving the tomb of the Immortal Lord.
"It's just you and me now, let's die and live up to our expectations."
Bian closed his eyes in despair.
The space was crushed and shrunk, and Bian Fuhua felt a sense of suffocation that he had never experienced before after becoming an immortal. It was very uncomfortable.
