Chapter 4388

"Be careful!" Seeing this scene, the shadow Saint said quickly.

"Don't worry about me. You'd better take care of yourself first." Chen Feng said with a smile.

It's the pressure that makes people happy. The more means the other party has, the more Chen Feng means to fight with the other party.

Otherwise, isn't it more boring?

And it's probably not so easy for Yingsheng to entangle the ghost King alone, but Chen Feng knows how much in his heart. Maybe Yingsheng's helper is really coming.

In this short delay, there were more weapons around, all emitting the breath and authority of origin level.

Under normal circumstances, it is wrapped by so many powerful weapons that the power emitted alone can't bear it.

Even the powerful origin stars and destruction gardeners will be torn to pieces.

Naturally, Chen Feng will not take it lightly. He tries his best to urge the power of chaotic Qi. The golden light emitted has also condensed into essence, forming a layer of armor outside his body.

The broken sword in Chen Feng's hand is also buzzing. It seems that he also feels the pressure.

Whoosh!

A long sword slashed down at Chen Feng.

It seems that this sword can break chaos, evolve the universe, cut everything, cut everything.

In short, it contains a variety of special artistic conception. If the realm can't keep up, this breath alone can make the soul scattered.

Buzz!

Chen Feng waved the broken sword to resist it. The indestructible broken sword vibrated endlessly. This strong shock force was still transmitted to Chen Feng along the long sword.

"Not bad, but I've seen some of your ways." Chen Feng said with a smile.

This power can afford it.

Then the other party sent out several swords and was still resisted by Chen Feng.

Chen Feng is completely at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, the other party's long sword disappeared. In the blink of an eye, a huge and round sledgehammer appeared. There was a force in the void to bless the sledgehammer.

"How can you change a pattern? Illusory things are always illusory. If all the weapons just now are real, then I really can't resist. Now? I can't help it at all, but it's no problem to entangle with me." Chen Feng did not wave the broken sword this time, but punched out and collided with the other party's sledgehammer.

The golden light on his fist was flashing, and his blood gas was steaming. Chen Feng's whole body was somewhat normal.

It seems that the wind once fell behind, but Chen Feng didn't care. He came forward with another punch and hit it with a sledgehammer.

In this way, Chen Feng gave three punches. Chen Feng's body was even shaken and cracked, but the sledgehammer also cracked.

Shadows were released from the sledgehammer, and the sledgehammer dissipated.

"It turned out to be the art of fusing soldiers. However, the other party has refined the spirit of many weapons and magic weapons. It is a good means, but it still can't be mixed together. After all, it is the power of many different attributes. If you collide with me in a short time, you can still have some advantage, but how can you compare with my own unity?" Chen Feng said with a smile. Through the short fight just now, Chen Feng has a general understanding of his opponent.

This kind of cultivation method is still relatively powerful to lock up. Even I need to spend time to deal with it.

I don't see that I don't have the upper hand now.

Shadow send's magic power was blasted by the other party again, and shadow saint's helper finally came.

A huge fist that can smash everything, broke all obstacles and smashed it at the ghost king.

The shadow saint, who was originally at a disadvantage, immediately used his magic power to pester the other party. Even in the battle, Chen Feng saw that the powerful ghost king was knocked out by this punch.

There were cracks on his body, which was the result of his own use of the broken sword.

And Chen Feng believes that this is not only a little crack, but also a stronger force to impact the ghost king.

"Chen Feng, this is my friend boxing saint. How about it? I say the strength is very strong." The shadow Saint said with some excitement.

Chen Feng was speechless.

The owner of the fist just appeared also had some speechless, which affected the fist power.

Thinking about how the shadow saint has become a little abnormal.

However, this idea flashed away, and the boxing Saint strode out to the ghost king again.

There are no weapons and magic weapons, but when you use boxing, you should stifle the ghost king.

The shadow Saint continues to use his magic power.

Chen Feng's opponent has become a big knife. The previous situation has made Chen Feng understand the details of each other, or Chen Feng thinks he has understood the details of his opponent.

Just when Chen Feng wanted to solve the big knife here, a rope appeared, and a strong binding force broke out, even tying up success.

The strength of this binding force is no less than the magic power of the shadow saint.

This is another magic weapon of origin level. Unlike Chen Feng, there is only one thing he thought before.

The broadsword defeated by the broken sword rallied again and cut down at Chen Feng.

Boom!

The knife fell on Chen Feng, and the skin opened and the meat flew, breaking Chen Feng's defense, and the power of destruction entered along the wound.

Chen Feng suffered.

"Careless." Chen Feng smiled and let those destructive forces enter his body. These forces were soon wiped out by Chen Feng, and even Chen Feng didn't deliberately do so.

Boom!

Chen Feng's body began to expand, and the powerful forces continued to conflict. Chen Feng wanted to open the shackles.

This is Chen Feng fighting against a magic weapon of origin level. Under normal circumstances, of course, there is no problem, but don't forget that there were opponents.

At this time, the opponent continued to cut Chen Feng with a big knife. The broken sword in Chen Feng's hand flew out to fight with the other party.

However, without Chen Feng's strength blessing, the broken sword could not resist the opponent and was soon abandoned.

And not yet free.

In a short time, Chen Feng and the rope collided with each other for many times. The rope showed strong toughness and was bound by Chen Feng's continuous outbreak.

"I'll see how long you can resist." The other party continues to kill Chen Feng.

Speaking of it, Chen Feng hasn't been so embarrassed for a long time, and there is another wound on his body.

This situation also shocked the opponent. Of course, it is clear how strong his attack is.

Other lives have long been cut one by one, but Chen Feng now looks like a flesh wound.

If there is no other opponent, you can grind Chen Feng to death.

But now even a few more knives can't help Chen Feng.

Finally, the broadsword is transformed into a spear, and more power is being drawn at the same time.

Then he locked Chen Feng's eyebrows.

"Some are not very good." Chen Feng said reluctantly. It seems that he can't get rid of his shackles before the other party's attack.

"Is it difficult to use other means?" Chen Feng doesn't want to fight hard. He may be pierced in the head. Of course, he won't fall, but he will be seriously hurt. Even if he recovers quickly, it will cost a lot.

However, just when Chen Feng wanted to explode, a cage came down and trapped the war spear in it.

There's another man, and he's still a helper.

"No wonder Yingsheng is proud. He does have some means." Chen Feng said with a smile and began to concentrate on breaking free from the rope.

Who knows that the rope that originally bound Chen Feng fell off, quickly turned into a long stick and hit the cage hard.

It turned out that after the other party was trapped, self-protection was the most important, because there was no intention to continue to compete with Chen Feng.

Boom!

The stick fell into the cage and was punched a gap. At the same time, the spear also broke a hole.

"Thank you for your help." Chen Feng said a word, and then stretched out his big hand to grasp the stick.

"You don't need to be polite. Try to solve your opponent first." When someone raises his hand, the surrounding space is imprisoned.

The cage appeared again. This time, the cage was more powerful, wider and more rigorous than before.

Block the four directions and lock the two weapons with a powerful air machine.

"Taoist friend Chen Feng, this is also my friend. The other party is good at the art of imprisonment." The shadow Saint said again.

"It's the art of imprisonment again. Is it a waste?" Chen Feng said with a smile.

You know, Yingsheng is also good at this method, but when you think about the unparalleled boxing saint, Chen Feng can still understand.

"Their cooperation is good. I hope they can solve their opponents this time." Since someone helped trap the other party, Chen Feng can also let go of his attack.

But this time the opponent is not easy to provoke. Chen Feng grabs the stick, but the other party is also constantly attacking Chen Feng's palm.

For a while and a half, Chen Feng couldn't help each other. The two weapons of the other party are not as simple as simple weapons. Otherwise, Chen Feng can suppress even once the magic weapon of origin level.

The other party's situation is similar to having special means to combine himself with weapons and magic weapons.

And it's not a magic weapon.

Really speaking, whether it is a changing sword, rope or stick, it can be regarded as an origin level magic weapon to maximize its power.

Chen Feng can hardly subdue the opponent when he performs his magic skills for a while and a half, unless he breaks up the opponent or erases the mark left in the weapon.

However, once the brand is erased, the weapon will directly collapse and become a spirit, which can no longer be perfectly integrated.

Of course, if no one interferes in the current situation, Chen Feng can still do this.

The ghost king of the nether world has been unable to escape. The battle spear is trapped by a new helper. If he can't even use such a stick, Chen Feng will be too ashamed.

"Make a quick decision. Don't entangle too much. The other party is not easy to provoke." Said the monk who performed the art of imprisonment.

This is to Chen Feng and to Yingsheng.

Chen Feng sighed and knew he couldn't drag on. If he didn't burst out, he wouldn't be despised.

Buzz!

The energy in the palm of his hand was rolling, and the will of the long river and the evil swamp that Chen Feng had stored before also broke out in his hand.

The stick in his hand struggled more fiercely, but the struggle was fast and quiet. Some of his will was ground clean. Then the stick wanted to disintegrate in Chen Feng's palm, but it was shrouded by Chen Feng's mana, and then Chen Feng put it away.

Later, we will study it slowly. This stick is good. It can be refined and integrated into other magic weapons.