Chen Ang laughed silently and couldn't help but be impressed by the confidence of these people. The evil heretics, all over the world, dared to show integrity with him? Under the Sanzi Nao Shen Pill of the Sun and Moon God Sect, they acted like a dog. Now they look so tough, most of them still feel that they are sure to win and can control themselves.

"The girl is too arrogant!" Chen Ang said lightly: "To be honest, although you have some names in the world, in Chen's eyes, they are just like a group of native chickens and tile dogs, and want to serve under Chen's command..."

He smiled slightly, turned around with his hands behind his back, "You are not worthy yet!"

He said this very naturally, just like when he woke up in the morning and greeted someone he knew, "Good morning!" without a sarcastic tone or a disdainful look, as if he was just talking about a fact that everyone knew.

After hearing this, Lan Fenghuang could still suppress her anger, but it was obvious that the eyes of others were a little wrong. A hoarse voice slowly said: "Good boy, if you don't want to toast, you will be punished for wine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light with strong wind flashed and hit Chen Ang's knee. It was a marble-sized iron lotus seed. If others ate his punch, they would probably even be smashed to pieces.

But Chen Ang is not someone else.

He raised his right hand, like a swallow passing by the water, ignoring the power that could kill the bullock, and gently scribbling the iron lotus seeds in his hand.

With his index finger and thumb pressed the iron lotus seeds in the center, Chen Ang smiled and said, "I have to invite you to eat lotus seeds!"

With a "swish!", the iron lotus seed had burst out. When the iron lotus seed came out, everyone could still see its shadow. When everyone heard the wind, it had already passed dozens of feet away and sank into a person's chest.

After only using two fingers, Chen Ang shot this attack comparable to a sniper rifle.

Its speed is not only no less than that of the bullet, but its changing force is even higher. After all, the bullet may be able to turn, but it will definitely not be able to turn seven or eight turns and hit a person behind the crowd.

But internal force can do this.

Chen Ang only heard a "crack" sound of muscles and bones shattering, and the figure was thrown high and fell heavily to the ground like a doll. Although it was just a big bowl-shaped pit in his chest, looking at his twisted limbs, it seemed that the muscles and bones in his body were shattered in this blow.

What a ruthless iron lotus seed, what a terrible force.

It is not easy to shoot a round hidden weapon like the Iron Lotus Seed at such a speed. Few people in the world can do it, but they can use an Iron Lotus Seed to use a shock method to break the muscles and bones of a person's body with one blow, and it is unique in the sky and the earth.

Lan Fenghuang's eyelids twitched violently when she saw it.

She also recognized that person as a famous hidden weapon among all the various religions. An iron lotus seed was fierce and fast, winning the reputation of a "Bone Broken Lotus". Originally, she also thought that this person's lotus seed could be called "fast", but after seeing this blow, she knew what "fast and fast" meant.

Even if you stand in front of it in heavy armor, you will be shaken to the point of breaking your muscles and bones.

In the blink of an eye, the expressions of the evil outsiders on the ship changed drastically. Three or five of them gathered together, and they were staggered and rushing towards Chen Ang in a delicate manner.

Just from the lotus seed just now, they already knew clearly that the rumors about Chen Ang in the world were not only outrageous or exaggerated, but were really humble. Chen Ang was more than ten times more terrifying than the rumors! The one who fell into their net was not a big fish, but a dragon surging the rivers.

"Important ideas! Everyone stands side by side!"

The old ancestor of the Yellow River, Qianqiu, gave an anxious greeting.

When they saw Chen Ang take action, they realized that before, they had defeated others without fighting, threatening and forcing others, all of which were empty words. Facing such a terrible person, if they could not give their all their strength and fight to the death, Chen Ang truly felt the threat of life, then their calculations would have to be lost and become a joke.

With a greeting, a kind of evil external tricks appeared one after another. In an instant, sword lights and swords were shrouded all over Chen Ang's body. Zu Qianqiu grabbed a ghost-headed knife in his hand, clamped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and slashed forward with all his strength. The cold light sprinkled out, and the biting cold air suddenly rushed, causing the temperature on the field to drop a little.

Chen Ang tapped his right hand lightly, as if he was not trying to touch his strength, and gently tapped on his knife surface. His body suddenly flew up like a feather, and with the power of his sword, he floated in the air.

Lan Fenghuang gritted her teeth and shouted: "Chen Ang, we have no malice. As long as you accept it, you will be blessed with your great kindness!"

"It's so much nonsense!" Chen Ang responded casually, flirting with flowers in his hand, and pointed it around with a casual finger. He walked through the crowd, and a figure seemed to be walking in the garden. Every time he was in a thrilling moment, he leisurely dodged over, and even couldn't look at everyone, and was on his own, as if he was a one-man show.

But if you look closely, you will find that Chen Ang's fingering changes have taken all the strange ways. With one point, there will be at least seventy or eighty changes hidden in the future. Only by trying to get rid of them can you barely resist. If the moves are slightly stagnant and the changes are slower, you will have a finger and hit his acupoint.

Lan Fenghuang's face was solemn, she couldn't help but stomp her feet and joined the siege.

She waved her hand and sprinkled a white mist, falling on everyone, letting them avoid it like a ghost, and cursed and chattered: "Blue Phoenix, why did you sprinkle poison powder on me too! You can see clearly with your tricks!"

An angry look flashed in Lan Fenghuang's eyes, and she saw the man wailing, scratching his body with his hands, staggering to the ground, rubbing his body desperately, begging for mercy, "It's so itchy! I'm so itchy! Please, go around me and spare me this time!"

Everyone's faces flashed with grief. The blue phoenix kicked the man away, and a mist spurted out from her palm, like a dragon and snake, surrounding Chen Ang's side, but Chen Ang chuckled.

"Miss Blue Phoenix, have you forgotten that Chen is a doctor!"

A trace of conceit flashed in Lan Fenghuang's eyes and said proudly: "So what if it is a doctor? How can you Central Plains people resist the magic of Miaojiang?"

Chen Ang looked at her with an inexplicable look and smiled, "But if you don't trust my medical skills, why should you find me to remove the Sanzi Nao Shen Pill? Miss Lan can't even use it, so why should I, a native of Central Plains?"

"You..." Lan Fenghuang was choked and looked at Chen Ang fiercely. As a result, one breath passed and two breaths passed. Chen Ang, who was standing in the miasma, was still in the same leisurely and contented manner. There were already a stern outsider who couldn't help but shouted: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing!"

Before Lan Fenghuang could stop him, he pounced on him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was touched by the smoke, his body shaking, and he fell to the ground with a "bang", unconsciousness.

"Why can't the ecstasy do anything to you!" Lan Fenghuang couldn't help but ask, her eyes unable to suppress the look of horror.

"You said this mist smoke!" Chen Ang smiled and pointed to the miasma in the air. "Compared to the sad and gentle breeze, your mist smoke is far inferior! Not only can it be colorless and tasteless..." He said as he poked his head and sniffed, saying disgusted: "The quality is also far inferior!"

"Okay, I won't play games with you anymore!" Chen Ang pulled out of his sleeve, a soft sword, and gently pointed his right foot forward. His whole body seemed to be tied up by a long line, suddenly pulled up, floating up to a sky dozens of meters. During this period, he only used force on the mast a few times, and the rest was all based on his own internal strength, and the strong wind on the river.

Lan Fenghuang's face changed bitterly, and she waved her hand and popped up dozens of poisonous substances of all sizes, spreading all over her body. However, Chen Ang was seen from top to bottom, and a sword light sprinkled out like a long rainbow running through the sun, with sword energy scattering between the square inches of the big ship.

Seeing this sword light, you all knew deeply how ridiculous his actions were.

The light of fireflies and candles dares to compete with the bright moon!

As soon as the hand hurts, a sharp aura hits down the weapons in their hands. The poison of the Blue Phoenix jumps around for a while, and turns into powder in the sword light. She only feels like she is facing a huge wave, struggling weakly for a few times, and is submerged in the sea of ​​swords.

The big ship in the distance shouted twice, and saw the left-wingers on the ship lying on the deck without any resistance, while Chen Ang stood in it with his sword. He was shocked and quickly pushed out a few powerful crossbows from behind.

The crossbow arrows are as big as the mouth of the bowl, and the arrows are shining with a cold light, pointing directly at Chen Ang.

Chen Ang just looked up and asked with a smile: "Have you heard of the sad and refreshing breeze I just mentioned?"

Before he finished speaking, the left-winged people were already weak and collapsed to the ground.
Chapter completed!