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"Then it depends on whether you are qualified to let me take action."

After Zhuifeng finished speaking, he rushed towards Chen Fang first.

Then, he punched Chen Fang in the chest.

Chen Fang did not hide, but also punched Zhui Feng's fist.

The two fists clashed together.

Bang.

Zhui Feng couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then gradually stabilized his figure.

Chen Fang also felt a soreness in his fists, but his feet did not move at all.

"Zhui Feng, I think you'd better use your palm quickly, otherwise you won't have the chance to do it later."

After Chen Fang finished speaking, he rushed forward and swept his legs towards Zhui Feng.

Zhui Feng raised his hand to block it.

He was knocked back several steps again.

After Zhui Feng stabilized his body, he shook his slightly numb hands and said, "It's so strong."

"But you are not a practicing practitioner. Your speed and strength are just caused by the blessing of evil energy, and there are too many flaws." Zhui Feng shook his head slightly.

Chen Fang couldn't help but laugh arrogantly: "Too many flaws? Boy, come on, I want you to see if I have any flaws."

After saying that, he rushed forward and punched Zhui Feng one after another.

The speed is so fast and smooth that there is almost no reaction time.

Zhui Feng kept waving his hands, blocking one move after another.

Jue Chen, who was watching from a distance, said, "Why don't you use Zhui Feng's abilities? Let this guy fight like this?"

"Don't underestimate this guy." Lin Xiaofeng said: "He wants to try it out to see how strong an enemy he can deal with even without using Baguazhang."

Jue Chen couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "If you have more powerful abilities, why not use them?"

Lin Xiaofeng said: "What do you know? You are using your strongest moves now, but there are still several people watching around. If others know the moves, what will he do next?"

Not to mention myself, besides Chen Fang, there were two other people who were eyeing him.

If you use Baguazhang at this time, others may find a way to restrain it later.

"Not enough, not enough." Zhui Feng shook his head slightly.

It seemed that he was being beaten back by Chen Fang, but in fact, he was not seriously hurt.

After being unable to defeat Zhui Feng for a long time, Chen Fang couldn't help but become anxious: "Boy, you are dead!"

Then, all the evil energy on Chen Fang's body was concentrated in his right fist: "Go to hell."

An extremely strong force roared into his right fist.

The power of this punch could probably smash a huge rock.

"Finally a flaw has been revealed." A weird smile appeared on Zhui Feng's face, and his right foot suddenly kicked Chen Fang in the middle of the chest.

A banging kick.

Chen Fang suddenly stopped where he was.

Chen Fang's strength is entirely due to his fierceness.

All because of the ferocious aura in his chest.

Zhui Feng's kick completely knocked away his ferocious aura.

It even made his chest feel tight.

Then, Zhui Feng kicked him three times.

Chen Fang flew out like a sandbag.

He fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

Chen Fang spat out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

"My skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to be defeated." Chen Fei stood up, but he lost openly.

"Accept." Zhui Feng handed over his hands, and then looked at the man in black robes and the sickly guy.

"Two of you, who will come next?" Zhui Feng asked.

The thin, sickly man slowly stepped forward.

This man looks extremely sick.

And he's incredibly thin.

It was as if there was only one layer of skin covering the body.

"What a heavy corpse spirit." Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly.

Jue Chen and Ling Qiangwei looked at the thin man.

Jue Chen asked: "What? Is this person a zombie?"

"No, he's still a human." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "But he's not completely human. Although the corpse aura is on his body, it's not emanating from him."

"I want something like that." The thin man said slowly.

"That's right." Lin Xiaofeng thought about it: "This man is a corpse-training maniac, Wang Chong."

The reputation of Wang Chong, the mad zombie practitioner, was very loud before.

Before Lin Xiaofeng became famous, he was the number one figure of the younger generation.

Wang Chong's strength is no less than that of the eight geniuses of the younger generation of Demon Dao.

It can even be ranked in the top three.

But this man practiced corpse training and made himself look like a human, a ghost or a ghost.

He can't even be considered a human being. Such a freak has not been recognized by the devil.

After Zhui Feng heard Lin Xiaofeng's words, he obviously also knew the identity of this person.

Wang Chong glanced at Lin Xiaofeng, and then continued to say to Zhui Feng: "Give me the things, I don't want to kill anyone."

"Come on, let's give it a try." Zhui Feng was a little excited.

Wang Chong expressionlessly took out a small black bottle and threw it in the air.

A lot of white powder was spilled from the small black bottle.

The powder was stained on the corpses on the ground.

The dozens of corpses soon began to twitch.

Then, he suddenly pounced towards Zhui Feng.

"What kind of powder is this? It can kill a human corpse so quickly." Ling Qiangwei said in surprise.

These dozen corpses are not very strong.

Zhui Feng can handle it easily.

Zhui Feng even felt a little bored and yawned: "Wang Chong, that's all you have, right?"

Wang Chong chuckled.

He said: "In this vast desert, do you think there are only so many corpses?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chong's feet suddenly trembled slightly.

A half-rotted dragon corpse suddenly appeared.

This dragon corpse is fifteen meters long.

Wang Chong just stood on top of the corpse.

After Wang Chong arrived at the Dragon Palace, he was not as eager to find the treasures or the Dragon Palace as others, but instead wanted to find the dragon's body.

He is a corpse training maniac.

Unfortunately, the dragon's body was not found, but a dragon's body was found instead.

The dragon corpse was not completely decomposed yet, so he started refining it.

This is when it comes in handy.

A strong stench emanated from the corpse.

Ling Qiangwei even wanted to vomit when she smelled it.

"What a big dragon corpse, it's really windy." Jue Chen said in surprise.

Lin Xiaofeng shook his head slightly: "This Wang Chong is definitely no match for Zhui Feng."

Not only is Lin Xiaofeng proficient in corpse training, but corpse training evolved from ghost arts after all.

He also knows something about corpse training.

Whether the trained corpse is powerful or not depends on two factors.

One is whether the corpse was strong or not during life.

And this corpse was a dragon in life, so it was definitely a very powerful corpse.

However, another factor is the length of corpse training.

There are many powerful corpses, but it takes months or even years to refine them.

A corpse that has been trained in such a hurry has very limited strength.

At most, it just looks a bit cool.
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