Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saints and establish Yama Temple!

Seeing Feng Chen dancing with a sword, everyone said it was unrealistic.

How could the situation be reversed? Feng Chen was clearly being beaten and almost died before, but how could he suddenly become so powerful that he was beating Zhou Yu down?

"Why didn't Zhou Yu resist? What's going on!"

"What's going on? Zhou Yu can only do that move right?"

"What do you know? Zhou Yu is a long-range attack. Once in close combat, those with equal combat power will only be beaten!"

"These are not of the same combat power!"

The people around him were very surprised when they saw that Zhou Yu had been passively defensive, and began to talk about it.

When Zhou Yu heard the words of the people around him, his heart almost burst into flames.

It's really not a big deal to watch the excitement.

You go ahead, you go ahead. If you make rash comments without seeing the situation clearly, you deserve to be damned!

Zhou Yu really doesn't want to resist. As long as he keeps a distance, Lei Yu is confident that he can deal with Feng Chen within three days.

But Zhou Yu just thought about it. After all, it was really impossible to do it now. Feng Chen didn't know what kind of trick he used to restrict the space and even limited the time.

Coupled with Feng Chen's body skills, Zhou Yu is one of the best.

He couldn't catch him, and he couldn't escape. He was like a trapped animal, letting Feng Chen play with him.

"You are a treacherous person who can only carry out sneak attacks, but you have the guts to fight head-on!"

Zhou Yu couldn't catch Feng Chen's people, so De Tian shouted.

"What a treacherous person, why don't I fight in an upright manner? Forget it, you don't deserve to talk to me about this.

Feng Chen continued to dance with his sword. Although the sword in his hand was condensed with spiritual energy, it still caused substantial damage.

The sword is like a fish in water in Feng Chen's hands. The sword moves as he pleases. Wherever the sword comes out, there will be blood.

While dancing the sword, each exquisite sword technique popped out of his mind, and then turned into reality and acted on Zhou Yu.

The action is gorgeous and practical.

People around him secretly admired Feng Chen's swordsmanship when they saw it. Some people even learned it secretly. However, they believed that Feng Chen's sword moves were only for viewing and were not lethal.

Only Zhou Yu knew that the swordsmanship of the man in front of him was not only gorgeous, but also lethal.

Gorgeousness is the perfect packaging of swordsmanship. People don't know how sharp it is. But when the sword really shows its edge, that's when you know what it means to break Huashan with a sword.

The gorgeous moves were like sugar-coated cannonballs, which reduced Zhou Yu's defensiveness. However, when Zhou Yu reacted, he already had several wounds on his body. Although they were not fatal, they were extremely damaging to his dignity.

When someone with a high level of cultivation is beaten by someone with a low level of cultivation, where should he put his face?

Moreover, it looked like Feng Chen didn't have the strength to kill him at all, but it looked like he did it deliberately.

Not very harmful, but very insulting.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.!"

Zhou Yu's face turned red, he held a bow in his hand and fought back fiercely.

"Ding ding!"

Zhou Yu still had a slight advantage in strength and resisted Feng Chen's two swords while struggling.

"It's nothing more than that!"

Although he blocked the two swords, his sleeves were cut open by the sword energy, leaving blood marks on his body.

"You're so strong. Wait for the sword energy, but I'm looking down on you!"

Feeling that he had been injured by the sword energy, Zhou Yu's eyes showed unprecedented solemnity.

Undoubtedly, the man in front of me was a formidable enemy, and I had underestimated him before.

"I have two brushes. I don't know who you are! I am Mr. Wujiang's retainer."

Zhou Yu began to negotiate, and it was obvious that he had no chance of winning if the fight continued like this.

"I've already told you, I'll beat you down and you won't listen anymore!"

Feng Chen said impatiently, but the swordsmanship in his hand was elegant and his steps were nimble, like a peerless swordsman, waving his sword and preaching to everyone.

Crazy! So crazy!

Zhou Yu was speechless, how could the man in front of him survive when he was so crazy?

Although he couldn't kill him, he thought he didn't have the strength to kill himself! Why did he say such a thing!

Before Zhou Yu could say anything, Feng Chen's violent attacks came at him. Zhou Yu couldn't resist it, and gradually became unable to cope with it. There were more and more wounds on his body, and the armor he wore inside was chopped in several places.

Looking at the shocking wounds on his body, he felt that the power of space remained on the wounds [Zhou Yu finally became calm in his heart.

The man in front of him was not something he could beat.

As far as his methods are concerned, orders and big shots have appeared.

He could be a dark horse this year.

"No fight, I admit defeat!"

When he said these words, Zhou Yu's body had been scratched more than ten times, and every wound was covered with bones. The wounds were bleeding profusely. "The clothes on his body were soaked with blood.

This is the subtlety of Feng Chen's swordsmanship. It seems insipid and weak, but when it is actually hit, it is extremely heavy and difficult to resist.

This is true concealment.

"It's boring to just admit defeat!"

Feng Chen put away the lotus, and the sword in his hand disappeared, turning into spiritual energy and pouring into his body.

Since Zhou Yu surrendered on his own, there was no reason to kill people and silence him, so Feng Kong could just forget about it.

"Who is this person and why is he so powerful? I haven't heard of his name yet. Such strength should not be considered ordinary."

"Could it be that he is a disciple secretly trained by other tribes?"

"You have to ask the Blood Sky Tribe. Only they know the truth of the matter!"

This battle ended with Feng Chen victorious.

"Now it's your turn!"

Feng Chen pointed at Wujiangdao.

Zhou Yu was depressed because he was beaten up by Feng Chen. When he went back, he didn't dare to look into Wujiang's eyes, for fear that Wujiang would call him a waste.

But when they heard that Feng Chen was going to continue to challenge Wujiang, everyone showed incredulous expressions.

"What are you doing? Are you so strong?"

"Is this being strong? This is simply arrogance!"

"The previous Zhou Yu was because he took advantage of the loophole. Zhou Yu is not suitable for close combat, but now Wujiang is famous for close combat. The Divine Ability of 10,000 hands impressed everyone present (Nomo Zhao)."

"I thought he was a pretty powerful person, but I didn't expect him to be so wild!"

Seeing Feng Chen defeat Zhou Yu, Cang Jue felt unhappy.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that I have to rely on Feng Chen to earn my face.

"Are you worthy of being my opponent?"

"Oh? Why do you say that? Are you very noble? Or are you just rubbish?"

Feng Chen put on an innocent smile and asked.

"Forget it, I haven't drank human blood today, and I'm still a little used to it!" Wujiang looked at Feng Chen in front of him, like a jackal meeting a deer. If you're hungry, don't choose food, just eat it.

Wujiang broke out again, without any bells and whistles, just one punch.

In Wan Jiang's view, the Five Qi Genius is the most useful basis.

The accompanying punches are simply a waste of the power of the fists.

"Well done!"

Feng Chen was secretly happy when he saw Wujiang just punch him. This way of fighting was the most effective. .