At the dangerous moment, Zhang Zhifeng's mind was very clear. Time seemed to have slowed down. The arrows also became slower in his eyes, and he could even see the slight tremor of the arrows. However, his body movements were even slower and he did not rush to dodge at all. It seemed that only his thoughts became faster!

"Is this the feeling of dying?"

Zhang Zhifeng's heart was peaceful, and he thought that death was just like this!

The slow attack in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes was actually very fast. The sharp arrow shot straight to him, which made the senior brother beside him even more worried about the silent dagger. Because it was like a poisonous snake, heading straight to Zhang Zhifeng's vital point. Although being stabbed by the sharp arrow would cause serious injury, it would not necessarily die immediately. But if it was stabbed by the dagger, it would undoubtedly die!

"Geeh..." A series of dense sounds sounded, and the sharp arrows shot out hit Zhang Zhifeng's body and failed to shoot into his skin.

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned. Then he suddenly felt ecstatic! He always felt his body becoming stronger while practicing for nearly a month on the top of the mountain, but he didn't expect that he was already so strong!

"Junior brother, be careful behind you!" Chen Yun shouted.

However, it was still too late. The black dagger followed the sharp arrow and stabbed Zhang Zhifeng with no time to react.

"Dang!" What shocked the group of people was that the dagger could not hurt Zhang Zhifeng.

"Haha, it's great!" Chen Yun couldn't help laughing. But at this time the attack around him suddenly increased again. Chen Yun was distracted for a moment and immediately fell at a disadvantage. It was very difficult to take the initiative again. The fierce attack made Chen Yun only have the ability to resist, but no power to fight back, and no longer have the power to care about his junior brother.

"This kid is a bit weird. Let's hold him back. You guys quickly kill the fishman prince!" The man who was playing the piano and holding the dagger who attacked Zhang Zhifeng roared.

Hearing the cultivator's roar, the attacks on those who besieged Chen Yun became even sharper!

"Hold me? Can you do it?" His eyes were full of murderous aura. Zhang Zhifeng attacked the three people beside him frantically. The three dodged repeatedly and did not fight him. With a evil smile, Zhang Zhifeng deliberately slowly raised his left arm and attacked him in the horrified eyes of the three.

"Breaking the Sun Fist!"

"Stop him!" said the piano practitioner anxiously.

The five-meter-high strong man among the three men besieged Zhang Zhifeng was a little sad and gritted his teeth to meet him. His arms swung wildly, and a trace of black air swung rapidly on his arms like a thin black line, carrying a tornado-like storm, with a strong aura, intersecting with Zhang Zhifeng's fist that flashed in red!

"Click!"

The strong man's arms were broken, his body flew up, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out in the air. Zhang Zhifeng was also repelled by the powerful force and he involuntarily took several steps back!

"Bang!" The strong man fell to the ground, his body motionless.

The piano player was not surprised but happy, laughing: "It seems that the power of your move is not really irresistible!"

The reason he said this was because the strong man did not die under that punch. Although he was lying on the ground and motionless, the transformation of the practice bag was maintained, which showed that he was not dead, but he was seriously injured and could not move!

The invincible feeling of Zhang Zhifeng's punch was broken, which made these cultivators feel energetic! They have always been quite afraid of Zhang Zhifeng's punch. Now that they lack this pressure, their hands are more agile.

As soon as he lowered his head, he punched him head-on, and immediately turned halfway and leaned forward at the same time, avoiding the kick in the back. Chen Yun had no chance to take action. The two golden scales became very huge, helping him block a lot of attacks, which allowed him to support it until now.

"Huh!" Chen Yun, who had just raised his head, was blown by the oncoming fist wind, flying high, and the huge fist had also hit him in the face!

The owner of this fist was a five-meter-high practice bag transformed into a cultivator. Seeing that Chen Yun was about to die under his fist, his facial features that were squeezed together on his face couldn't help but smile!

Before the fist was enough, but the energy on the fist had already made Chen Yun feel like he was about to explode. He would definitely not be able to withstand this blow!

"Do you have to use that move?" Life is at stake, but Chen Yun was still hesitating. He was a decisive person, and he didn't know what the move that made him hesitate was?

The giant man was so happy that he didn't expect that this great contribution made me! Thinking of this in my heart, my whole body's power rushed forward even more quickly, and even that little bit of protective energy was used in this attack!

"Crack!" The sound of bone shattering sounded, and the giant fist as big as a human head stopped at the tip of Chen Yun's nose, and the sharp energy scattered tightly against the nose.

The giant man turned his head with pain and struggled to see Zhang Zhifeng's sweet smile, which was the devil's smile in his eyes! His body trembled and fell down with a bang. The five-meter-high strong man fell to the ground but turned into a strong man who was a little shorter than Zhang Zhifeng, who was only fifteen years old. He was wearing a black outfit like Yin Xiu and the group of people who died on the top of the mountain. A shining with rays of light but already broken practice bag fell beside him!

He is already a dead body!

Zhang Zhifeng withdrew his raised hand and flashed to his senior brother! The strong man who transformed was so tall!

The cultivators who besieged Chen Yun were frightened and turned to look. The three people fighting with Zhang Zhifeng fell to the ground. The whole body of the cultivator who used the hammer exploded and the corpses were scattered all over the ground. However, the strong man was injured and never got up again after being injured. Although he was not dead, he obviously had lost his combat power!

What made these cultivators most heartbroken was that the cultivator who played the piano was also lying silently on the ground, not knowing life and death!

When they were on the top of the mountain, they lost the leader of the practice bag cultivator. Now even the leader of the meditation cultivator has fallen. The only three remaining meditation cultivators have turned into strong men and more than ten meditation cultivators are at a loss! They have never just accepted orders, and they really don’t know what to do without anyone’s command!

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Zhang Zhifeng was too lazy to take the opportunity to quickly regain his intelligence and recovered. Although he killed those cultivators just now, he used all his strength, and there were many crises! If this strong man had not been anxious to kill Chen Yun and regained his body protection skills, he would not have been easily killed by Zhang Zhifeng, who had already consumed most of his skills!

"Junior brother, protect me!"

After saying that, Chen Yun quickly took out his practice bag and rushed in and transformed!

More than two meters high, nearly three meters! He was wearing a blood-red scale armor, and the cold murderous aura was revealed in the scales. This time, the transformation of the practice bag was even more powerful! Zhang Zhifeng knew that it was because his senior brother had made great progress!

At this time, the other party's cultivators gradually focused their attention on one person. They had the same black outfit, medium figure, and looked ordinary, and they were the kind that they could never find if they were thrown into the crowd!

"Jingchi, what should I do?" The cultivators around were waiting for him to make a decision!

It turned out that his name was Jingzao. Zhang Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and stared at him to see what decision he could make!

Jing Zao looked at Chen Yun who had transformed and looked at Zhang Zhifeng next to him, and finally turned his eyes to the strange old lady basking in the sun! Her eyes flashed.

"Senior, do you have a connection with these two people?" Jing Zao asked respectfully after bowing to the old lady.

The old lady turned her head slightly, her eyes closed, and the black balls at the corners of her eyes were like an eye staring at Jingyao, and her eyes were sharp! Jingyao's forehead was unconsciously sweating!

"No!" The old lady's voice was very sad and clear. Jingyao was as if she had just removed the pressure on her body, and her chest was gasping for breath as if she was sucking from the bellows!

"What the senior said will no longer interfere with the battle between us, but take it seriously?"

"It's true!"

"Okay! Senior said nothing! "Jingzao's eyes showed joy. He turned around and shouted at his remaining companion, "Battle Formation? Fight!"

The other dozen people immediately ran around him, and the air fluctuated, causing Zhang Zhifeng's vision to twist. A group of people flew into a distorted strange figure, and clearly visible crazy energy lingered around them. The aura that was a hundred times stronger than a single person was dissipated, and Zhang Zhifeng and Chen Yun couldn't help but retreat!

This is the battle formation? So powerful! No wonder they can make that strange flute on the top of the mountain! Such a powerful attack may not even be able to make a first-class master!

Zhang Zhifeng thought quickly and thought about countermeasures.

"Senior brother, how many can you deal with after they form a battle formation?"

Chen Yun frowned and thought for a while, then looked at the practice bag on his body, and said uncertainly: "About ten!"

Zhang Zhifeng counted the people opposite and said, "There are seventeen more people left! I can only deal with three at most, otherwise we can escape first!"

"No, not only can't escape, but one must not stay!" Chen Yun said with frost, which made Zhang Zhifeng tremble for a few times! "This group of people are professional killers. If they are asked to escape, we will never have a quiet life in the future!"

"This group of people are obviously here to kill you, Brother. Do you have any enemies?"

Chen Yun smiled coldly, and murderous intent appeared between his eyebrows! "There are so many people who want to kill me! But I didn't expect that someone would find this place so soon. The power of this money is really great!"

Zhang Zhifeng nodded in the understanding place. As his senior brother, there will definitely be many hostile races who want to kill him, and those races that are hostile to the Golden Fish Royal Family will certainly not lack money! Maybe now there are people all over the world who want to kill Chen Yun and get the wealth as astronomical! But this world is so big, someone actually found this small place!

There is no need for the two of them to say more. The other party is about to attack, and the readers are about to start scolding. Zhang Zhifeng's skills have almost recovered. He hurriedly said to his senior brother: "Let's attack first!" He was about to pounce!

Chen Yun hurriedly reached out to block his junior brother and said in a deep voice: "No, now their battle formation has been completed, we don't know the truth, so don't fight hard first!"

At this time, the aura in the opponent's battle formation had risen to a peak, and the foggy energy surrounding the battle formation was like a prehistoric beast, opening its bloody mouth!

Suddenly, the man named Jingyao in the center of the battle formation suddenly took out something, which was the black monster flute. Zhang Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and his light flashed!

As soon as the strange flute came out, the surrounding foggy energy rushed towards the strange flute, all of which entered it and was absorbed by it! Zhang Zhifeng was stunned. Why is this the same as his arm? His skill has recovered now and he is slowly entering the skill into the left arm, but he cannot input too much. He wants to keep his skill in the best state, and the input degree is only equivalent to his recovery degree!

Zhang Zufeng said loudly: "Haha, you have used this move on the top of the mountain. Do you still want to rely on it to attack us? It's useless!" It's not that Zhang Zhifeng is arrogant and ignorant. Of course, he also knows that this move is very different from the move on the top of the mountain. After all, most of them are sound cultivators now! He just wants to use this method to stimulate the other party to understand the other party and to do a good job of adapting to the situation!

"Hmph!" Jing Zaoqing snorted and continued to activate the strange flute. He ignored Zhang Zhifeng.

But his failure to answer does not mean that others are the same. Yin Xiu, who held a stick in one hand and a small gong hanging on his chest, shouted angrily: "Boy, prepare to die! Let you see the demon of the heart!"

The group of people were frightened by Zhang Zhifeng's punch at the top of the mountain, missing the best moment to kill them, but now they are blocked at the foot of the mountain, and they are already in anger!

"Inner Demon!" Chen Yun was shocked. Why did he be afraid of anything? He had just made great progress in his skills. If the other party urged the inner demon, it would definitely be a life-threatening death!

"Wuwuwu..." Jingyao picked up the strange flute and started playing, and the others also played their own instruments, and the only three strong men left were strengthening and activating the battle formation!

"Hehehehe!" Zhang Zhifeng smiled, smiling sweetly, "Where are you playing the funeral song for your companions?"

The monks around were furious. This time they were indeed seriously injured. After Zhang Zhifeng said this, they all became unstable. There were even a few who had already vowed to give up killing the Golden Fish Human Prince, and they would kill this boy they hated!

"Don't think too much, just use your skills with all your strength!" Jingzao's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of these cultivators! The cultivators were shocked, and immediately calmed down again and played music desperately!

Zhang Zhifeng laughed haha, making those Yin Xiu so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood! However, there was no fiery red light in his eyes, and he calmly observed the battle formation!

Jing Zao waved his hand suddenly, and no other sounds in the battle formation could be heard, only the whimpering sound of the flute, which was very harsh! But Zhang Zhifeng could clearly see those sound cultivators knocking and playing desperately! It seemed that the other sounds were trapped in the battle formation.

"Woooooo..." The sound of the strange flute suddenly rose a little, and at the same time, Zhang Zhifeng actually heard various other sounds from the sound of the flute.

Ten thousand horses gallop, thousands of troops kill, corpses form mountains, blood gather into rivers...

All are passionate and bloody feelings!

Suddenly the voice changed again:

Thousands of miles of glaciers, thousands of miles of snow, desolate land, extinction of humans and beasts...

It’s another feeling of cold and lonely!

Change, change again...

It didn't know how many times it changed. It was not until Chen Yun spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow" that Zhang Zhifeng was awakened. Only then did the senior brother beside him was in serious condition. He looked struggling, surrounded by two golden scales, intermittently lit up with golden light. He was shocked. It was obvious that the senior brother had become a demon in his heart!

"It's all my fault!" Zhang Zhifeng blamed himself, but the inner demon could only resist it by himself, and others could not help!

The sound of the woofer continued, but it was ineffective for Zhang Zhifeng. He had just defeated his inner demon at the top of the mountain. Although his mood was not perfect, he was also very firm!

Looking at the battle formation that had already become blurred, Zhang Zhifeng gritted his teeth and ignored it, attacking first! If they were stimulated like this, it would be difficult for the senior brother to break through the inner demon!

This is not the top of the mountain. Chen Yun can’t even get the help of the divine stone!

"Breaking the Sun Fist!"
Chapter completed!