Chapter 1692： war! Samsung King Wu!

In a blink of an eye, he was directly promoted to the pinnacle of the two-star Wu Wang, and he had not stopped!

Chen Feng's pupils contracted violently, and his heart was beating wildly: "This Xiong Chengjing is really powerful!"

When Xiong Chengjing came 100 meters away in front of Chen Feng, his strength had actually been upgraded to the three-star Wu Wang!

Chen Feng was shocked: "Samsung Wu Wang is an existence that I absolutely cannot contend with now!"

Xiong Chengjing's face was haughty, and he lightly slapped it out with a palm: "Chen Feng, with my palm, I can kill you!"

He didn't have any skills with this palm, just after the palm was shot, the flames suddenly went to the sky.

The purple flame rushed madly towards Chen Feng, and the temperature of this purple flame was extremely high.

From a distance, the air was burnt and twisted. The fire dragon was a kilometer long and tens of meters in diameter. It completely enveloped Chen Feng, making him inevitable, unavoidable, and could only be blocked.

For an instant, Chen Feng felt a purple red in his eyes.

Around him, there was a sea of ​​purple-red fire, and the flames poured into his body from his seven orifices, and burned crazily toward his body from his pores.

In an instant, Chen Feng felt the threat of death, and this trick could really kill him.

Chen Feng roared, Wuhun directly possessed his body, and the Dragon Sword slashed out frantically, cutting out fifteen knives one after another.

With his fifteen knives, all stood on the purple flames.

Boom and boom, the purple flame was finally cut to pieces and exploded.

Chen Feng was also extremely injured, his body was burnt to the ground, and his whole body had turned black.

There were countless wounds on his body, and the fierce fire poured into Chen Feng's body, raging in Chen Feng's body, causing extremely powerful pain.

Chen Feng snorted, blood spurted out, and even fragments of internal organs were mixed.

One move, just one move, Xiong Chengjing had already forced Chen Feng to use the spirit possession, and was seriously injured!

It hit Xiong Chengjing and couldn't break the defense!

This Xiong Chengjing's strength is really terrifying.

Chen Feng's hand holding the Dragon Sword was trembling because of the intense burning pain.

The Dragon Slaying Knife was burnt red by the temperature just now, Chen Feng's hands had been burned by the heat from the Dragon Slaying Knife, but he still held it tightly!

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and stared at Xiong Chengjing, with a frenzied look in his eyes, and suddenly shouted, "Come on! Come again!"

He actually took the initiative to challenge Xiong Chengjing, leaping up, smashed the white dragon over the river, and slashed towards Xiong Chengjing frantically.

Xiong Chengjing frowned, and shouted coldly: "Little boy, how dare you take the initiative to attack? Really knowing how to live and die!"

Another palm shot.

This time, the purple flames once again seriously injured Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's dragon-slaying knife was also cut on Xiong Chengjing's body.

He looked expectantly, but the reality completely disappointed him!

The Dragon Sword slashed on it, with a loud noise, and Xiong Chengjing's clothes broke, but there was only a shallow scar on his body!

Unbreakable!

Chen Feng encountered this problem again, facing the Samsung Wuwang powerhouse, he could not break the defense at all!

And the next moment, Xiong Chengjing took a deep breath, as if sucking all the world into his mouth.

He slowly said, "Chen Feng, I have lost my patience. You will die in the next moment!"

The voice is loud and full of righteousness, as if it is a verdict!

As he said, he stirred his hands one after another, drawing out arcs of profound and profound, and then these arcs were formed together, and with a bang, purple flames suddenly erupted around his body.

This purple flame swept wildly, turning into a tornado of flames.

The next moment, this purple flame tornado fell fiercely towards Chen Feng, engulfing Chen Feng in it in an instant.

Chen Feng felt that boundless flames rushed towards him, all in front and behind him, up and down, left and right, all flames, rushing towards him madly.

At this time, Xiong Chengjing was already intent on killing, using one of his powerful tricks!

Chen Feng looked up, looked up to the sky, and let out a wild laugh!

He gritted his teeth and screamed: "Xiong Chengjing, what about your status and strength? Do you think that you can declare my destiny?"

"Tell you, Chen Feng, my life is only in my own hands! I can't help it! I can't help you!"

He tried his best to cut out seven or eight knives one after another.

With every cut, the white dragon surpassed the river and leveled the world, and every stroke of the white dragon surrendered the river and leveled the world, a large swath of flames would be swept away directly!

And Chen Feng, like a small boat in the ocean of fire, is in danger of overturning at any time.

At the end of the day, when Bailong used up all these tricks, Chen Feng had no more power.

The martial spirit immediately faded and disappeared, Chen Feng's strength dropped sharply, and the sea of ​​flames, as if feeling his weakness, rushed towards him frantically.

In this sea of ​​flames, with Chen Feng's strength, he couldn't hold on to even a tenth of an instant.

At this time, even Chen Feng showed a trace of despair in his eyes. He felt the overwhelming sea of ​​fire, and suddenly, there was a touch of extreme anger and indomitable in his eyes.

"I, Chen Feng, how can I die here?"

"I, Chen Feng, how can I die by such a villain?"

Suddenly, in Chen Feng's mind, it seemed as if he didn't know how many doors were open at the same time. In his mind, countless comprehensions suddenly flashed.

The profound meaning of that gust of wind and purple electric step, quietly circulating.

At this moment, all the doubts that have not been understood in the past are all clear and clear.

So the next moment, Chen Feng raised his arms, and the cyan light diffused on the surface of his body.

In an instant, ninety-nine fist-sized cyan cyclones suddenly appeared.

In the next moment, these fist-sized cyan cyclones were woven with incomparably complex lines, enveloping Chen Feng in them.

Those flames had already been heavily suppressed, and above the sky, Xiong Chengjing's mouth had already drawn a smug smile.

But the next moment, his smile froze.

Because of Chen Feng's figure, he disappeared directly.

When he looked up, he found that Chen Feng had appeared thousands of meters away.

Chen Feng's gusty purple electric step is already small!

A flash is the ability to appear from a kilometer away, at an extreme speed.

When Xiong Chengjing saw Chen Feng, what he actually captured was only the afterimage of Chen Feng, and Chen Feng had also appeared thousands of meters away.

After dozens of flashes in succession, Chen Feng has left here far away.

He suddenly turned from above the sky, pointed the Dragon Sword in his hand at Xiong Chengjing, his face was full of awe, and he made a loud voice: "Xiong Chengjing, I, Chen Feng, will take your life!"

The voice is like Huang Zhongda Lu, like the most solemn oath.

This is a big ambition, this is Chen Feng's incomparable murderous intent.