God-Level Choice

"When!" Another collision. The dagger collides with your gun and is severed again.

After that, Chu Feng finally opened the distance, retracted and stretched the spear, and pierced the old duke's heart again.

This time, Lao Jue didn't block hard and floated back. The opponent's spiritual treasure is a treasure gun, and his spiritual treasure can't stop it at all. At first, he wanted to dodge from both sides, but the opponent's method of stalking the gunman was quite clever, and he could hit people with a handshake and a gun. It was even less wise to dodge sideways, so he had to back away.

He flinched, started to advance from Chu Feng, the soles of his feet thumped, and the gravel collapsed. If the gun in his hand was Youlong, he would shake all the arcs, ignoring his own heart. One step ahead, Chu Feng will push forward.

"Deng Deng..." Even if he took a few steps back, the old Duke's upper body was already leaning back, just like he was chasing Chu Feng just now, how can the speed of backing be compared with the forward movement?

But at this moment, the husband's foot suddenly stood down, and the half of his right hand, like a broken arrow, was raised again and stood on his chest.

"I know I can't stop you"." Chu Feng's eyes narrowed, and the energy gushed out, and the point under the muzzle of the gun was right on the edge of the knife.

"Ding!" With a soft sound, the half-broken arrow was suddenly blown into pieces and shot towards Chu Feng while the old Duke leaned back in his chair. Space.

too suddenly. Chu Feng didn't expect the other party to have such a clever method. With the help of Broken Arrow, the blade is broken and attacked.

At this moment, the distance between the two is meters, Chu Feng might as well rub his fists. It's too late to dodge.

Seeing the debris whizzing towards him, Chu Feng gritted his teeth, covered his head and face with his left hand, and his energy spread all over his arms. Bend your right leg up to protect your chest and abdomen. The right hand holding the gun shakes up and down, the barrel breaks into pieces, and your gun bounces up and down. The body of the gun was bent, and the tip of the gun pointed at the old prince's eyebrows from top to bottom, and all the remaining energy in the body exploded.

"Hey!" The old Duke also exclaimed, he didn't expect that Chu Feng would be attacked by debris now.

Yet he's about to reach his peak level, with incredible physical strength and reflexes. The sound of hi broke into the sound of drinking, and he turned his head abruptly to the side, and then his waist and abdomen would turn around.

However, just halfway through his movements, the space in front of the spear point of the rainstorm suddenly rose and fell, and it fell like a rainstorm, hitting his forehead at an angle of half a meter. Old Jue's eyes suddenly protruded outwards, his body trembled, and then he stood up. This was due to the force inertia generated by his waist.

Almost at the same time, Chu Feng stabbed with his spear, and several long swords on the other side also hit his body. Although his big coiled silk can mobilize the energy to protect the whole body, it is impossible to exert heavy strength in the whole body defense, so he can't stop the fragments, and the energy of the protective body is also worn out.

"||Puff!" Blood gushed out from Chu Feng's mouth, his hands and feet blocked the (Qian Li Zhao) fragments, but the huge shock still hurt his internal organs.

The next moment, the scene fell silent. The old man slowly raised his hand and took off his mask, but saw a red spot on his forehead.

Chu Feng stood opposite him, his face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and he was smashed to pieces by the sword fragments.

"Good gun, is it called a body name?" The old duke spoke very slowly, with a deep and hoarse voice.

"The name of the gun is rainstorm, and the product is a treasure!" Chu Feng said. .