At this time, the second flying sword arrived again, Chen Feng hurriedly used the Hongming knife to resist it, and a huge force was transmitted through the Hongming knife.
"Click!"
Chen Feng heard a cracking sound from his arm bones, and saw that his arm bones had been broken, which suddenly made him let out a muffled snort, his throat was sweet, and he spewed a large mouthful of blood rain in the sky.
"Humph!
An ant also wants to hit a stone with an egg, and it is simply not known whether it is dead or alive!
A cultivator fell in front of Chen Feng and said disdainfully.
"Don't talk nonsense, search his soul immediately, and then hand over this kid to me to deal with, I'm going to chop up his flesh and feed it to the demon beast!"
The cultivator who had had one of Chen Feng's arms cut off had already arrived at this time, and he looked at Chen Feng with a hideous face and said viciously.
Chen Feng's heart sank, although he had a thousand means at his disposal, but there was too much difference between his cultivation and the other party, whether he used the Hell Knife or the Kyushu Knife, it was just a waste of strength.
"Are you really going to die here today?"
Chen Feng was already a little desperate, and in the face of these people, his attacks seemed useless, like a bare-handed child facing an adult with a weapon in his hand.
Although Chen Feng had thought about the day when he was facing death, when this day really came, Chen Feng felt that he was not as chic as he thought in his heart, and he still had a lot of unfinished worries in his heart, and there were still many things he wanted to do, but he hadn't done yet.
At this time, Chen Feng had been surrounded by several cultivators, and he could not escape even if he went to heaven and earth, and it became a ridiculous thing to desperately.
Just when Chen Feng fell into despair, suddenly Chen Feng remembered his old man, as if he had given him a life-saving bag, but Chen Feng smiled a little bitterly, at this time, even if he had a bag, what was the use, could the old man jump out of the bag to save him?
Although Chen Feng didn't have much hope, he still took out the tips that Dongfang Ember gave him, anyway, it was better to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, it was better than nothing.
The sachet is a bit like the kind of sachet used by girls, and I don't know which woman's body Dongfang Ember touched it from, so I gave it to Chen Feng, although Chen Feng was a little embarrassed, but at this time, let alone a sachet, even if Dongfang Ember gave him a pack of aunt-aunt-scarf, it is estimated that he has no other choice now.
"Heaven and earth, old man, I can rely on you now, you must not fool me."
Chen Feng muttered to himself, opened the sachet, and Chen Feng took out a yellow note from it, with only four crooked words on it.
"Ten thousand-things-life-growth?
No, it's all things, longevity!
Chen Feng read out the four words on the yellow paper.
As Chen Feng's words fell, I saw that the yellow paper in his hand spontaneously combusted without fire, followed by a flash of white light, and I saw a thunderous sound in the sky.
"Which bastard bullied Lao Tzu's apprentice!"
The voice of the Eastern Ember came from the air.
"Old man!"
Chen Feng suddenly looked at the sky in surprise, and suddenly made him dumbfounded, there was no trace of the old man in the sky at all, only a huge middle finger fell from the sky, and at once crushed the few cultivators who dealt with him like crushing ants.
Then I saw that the huge middle finger was retracted from the sky, and the sky became cloudy again, and then there was no sound.
At this moment, all the cultivators in the land of suffering, including the pair of girls that Chen Feng met before, all looked at the sky in horror.
"It's the breath of the Holy King!"
The blue wave fairy looked in the direction of the sky and muttered to herself.
Master Liuyun looked at the big fingers in the sky with the same fear, trembling all over, the momentum just now made him feel a sense of disaster, you know, there has been no Saint King in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, and in this land of suffering, how can there be traces of the Saint King.
Chen Feng also recovered from that shock, but he was not as shocked as others, in his heart, in addition to being a little lustful and lazy, the old man was originally an omnipotent person, even if one day, the old man said to him that he was going to poke a big hole in the sky, Chen Feng was also convinced of this.
The four cultivators who chased and killed Chen Feng were killed by Dongfang Ash's middle finger, and they didn't even have a chance to resist, how high the strength of his own old man was, even Chen Feng didn't know, but Chen Feng didn't need to figure it out, the higher the strength of the old man, the better it would be for him Chen Feng, it was best if the old man was an invincible person in the world, in that way, Chen Feng would be able to be a gentleman of the second generation of cultivators with peace of mind.
Chen Feng glanced at the few cultivators on the ground who had been destroyed by Dongfang Ash's fingers, shuddered, walked over and took away all the useful things on their bodies, and then quickly escaped into the jungle of the Land of Bitterness and disappeared.
Although the Bibo Fairy had warned him not to enter the depths of the Land of Bitterness, Chen Feng had no second choice at all now, because he had no way to go at all.
For him, the first priority is to survive here, and then find a way to go back to the place of trial, and the second is to study the star armor well, so as to increase his chances of survival, after all, in this land of suffering, the strength of any cultivator is higher than him.
Therefore, Chen Feng would rather face those so-called demon beasts, he is not willing to face those cultivators, for him, cultivators are the most dangerous, after all, no matter how dangerous the demon beasts are, they will not be as despicable and shameless as humans.
Chen Feng cautiously shuttled through the jungle of the land of bitterness, getting more and more remote, even he didn't know where he was now, but he felt that the surrounding environment was getting more and more gloomy, and the yin qi around him was getting heavier and heavier, and he felt as if his body was covered with a layer of cold air, which made people feel a little hairy in their hearts.
Chen Feng habitually took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that the mobile phone had no signal, and suddenly even his own felt funny, I don't know why?
At this time, he suddenly thought about Lin Xinru a little, Lin Xinru may not be the most beautiful, nor the best, and even she has the bad temper that ordinary women should have, but Chen Feng just likes her, and feels that when he is with her, his life is complete.
I don't know if there are any cultivators who do mobile, telecom or Unicom work, let them come in here to build a signal tower or something, the scene of a group of repairers holding mobile phones is also quite fun, Chen Feng thought that he was also drunk.