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Chapter 691: The Serious Son

Facing Hu Fei, Chen Yu only felt that one head was bigger than the other, and he didn't know if it was because of the incompatibility. Although they were both saints of the Ancient Sage Sect, Chen Yu and Hu Fei had never had anything in common.

When they get along together, there is no common topic. When two people are together, they are talking about the wrong things.

It's like water and fire are incompatible, and this is obviously related to their two personalities. Chen Yu is casual, heartless, and has no pursuit of victory or defeat. He even completes the tasks assigned by the Ancient Saint Sect.

Chen Yu also just muddles along, and rarely has the time to fight someone to the death.

On the other hand, Hu Fei is completely different. Hu Fei has a strong desire to win, and is extremely eager to fight. He can be said to be a fighting madman.

Facing any battle, even if the opponent is a weak Taoist realm warrior, Hu Fei will go all out. According to Hu Fei's own words, this is respect for the battle.

Completely opposite personalities also created an incompatible relationship between the two.

Hearing Hu Fei's slightly sarcastic words, Chen Yu had no choice but to smile bitterly and didn't say anything else. He already knew that this fighting maniac would say this.

However, Chen Yu wanted to just put it off, but Hu Fei obviously didn't intend to fulfill his wish. After a pause, Hu Fei then said, "After I kill this direct holy blood wind ghost, if you still

If there is no winner, then I will join forces with him to besiege you."

As soon as Hu Fei said this, Chen Yu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. What does this mean? Are you trying to catch a duck? Are you going to join forces with Wu Huan to besiege him? This Hu Fei can't tell the difference between friend and foe.

He felt helpless and angry, but Chen Yu did not doubt Hu Fei's words at all. This guy is a madman and can do anything.

"Hey, Hu Fei, we are brothers in the same discipline, you..."

"So, if you don't want to be surrounded and killed by me and Feng Gui, you should deal with your opponent as soon as possible. With your strength, the battle has dragged on for so long and it is not over. Do you think I don't know why?" Don't give it at all.

When Chen Yu had the opportunity to speak, Hu Fei interrupted directly. Then, Hu Fei withdrew his gaze and fell on Wu Qi again, and a surge of fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his body.

"The last time I fought against the Direct Saint Blood Wind Ghost was five years ago. I hope you won't disappoint me." Hu Fei said calmly, staring at Wu Qi with a fierce look.

As he spoke, Hu Fei casually sent Xiao Chen flying behind him with a burst of energy. At the same time, the indifferent voice reached Xiao Chen's ears, "Those who have lost the ability to fight, please don't get in the way here.

"

Before the battle broke out, Hu Fei arbitrarily sent Xiao Chen back to the top of Zhenfeng City. He said he was sending him away, but it would be more accurate to say that he sent Xiao Chen flying back directly.

He fell hard on top of the city. Xiao Chen's already severely injured body was made worse. Several bones seemed to have been broken. He bared his teeth and cursed.

"Doesn't this guy know how to treat the wounded more gently?"

He cursed angrily, but Xiao Chen still endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up, leaning on the city wall and looking at where Hu Fei was.

The fighting spirit that burst out from Hu Fei's body just now shocked Xiao Chen. He had never felt that anyone had such strong fighting spirit. It was as if he wanted to fight against heaven and earth.

After sending Xiao Chen away, Hu Fei had no idea. At the same time, Wu Qi also came to his senses and said coldly.

"Hmph, so what if another Holy Son comes, do you think you can kill me? Everyone's combat power is about the same, and at most no one can do anything to the other."

Knowing that with the appearance of Hu Fei, Wu Huan's plan had completely failed, but despite being disappointed, Wu Qi did not worry too much. From the battle between Chen Yu and Wu Huan, Wu Qi also saw that the human saint

There is not much difference in strength and momentum between Zi and these direct holy blood wind ghosts. The two sides fought fiercely, and the result was that no one could do anything to the other.

However, as soon as he said these words, Hu Fei opposite him showed an unflattering smile.

"Our fighting power? I don't remember that I let you see my power again. Do you really think you know our human saint son very well? Do you really think that the direct holy blood wind ghost who fought fiercely with Chen Yu can persist?

Is it because of his strength now?"

Hu Fei asked several questions in succession. Upon hearing this, Wu Qi's eyes flashed with suspicion. He didn't know what Hu Fei meant, but soon, Hu Fei gave the answer with facts.

As the words fell, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Hu Fei's body. At the same time, a power of artistic conception that made people feel as if they were piercing through the heaven and earth also rose into the sky.

The power of this artistic conception was so strong that even Xiao Chen, who was on top of the city, could clearly feel it. As his expression changed, Xiao Chen unconsciously murmured softly, "Dzogchen-level spear intention."

The power of artistic conception that burst out from Hu Fei's body was clearly the gun intention, and it had reached the Great Perfection level. You know, the power of artistic conception that had reached the Great Perfection level could no longer be described as terrifying.

The aura of terror continued to sweep through everything around Hu Fei, and the ground was torn apart like paper by the sharp spear intent. After the power of artistic conception reached the state of Great Perfection, Hu Fei didn't even have to do anything deliberately, he just needed to tear it apart.

Once released, the surrounding earth would be unbearable.

Unprecedented pressure rushed from Hu Fei's face, like a wave, with each wave getting higher and higher, making Wu Qi's face become paler.

They are both Holy Sons, but at this moment Hu Fei feels to Wu Qi that he is several times more dangerous than Chen Yu. It is hard to believe that these two people are at the same level.

Looking at Wu Qi, who was getting paler and paler, Hu Fei said calmly.

"Our power? It seems that you, the Feng Gui clan, don't know anything about our human Holy Son. The Feng Gui fighting Chen Yu should be your brother, right? You want to know why he can persist like this under Chen Yu.

A long time? It’s very simple, that’s because Chen Yu never took it seriously from the beginning to the end.”

"Due to his personality, Chen Yu has never had any desire for victory or defeat, but this does not mean that you can underestimate his strength, let alone judge the strength of our human Holy Son by this. Since you want to see our power,

Then I will do as you wish."

With that said, no matter what happened to Wu Qi, Hu Fei thrust out a spear, causing cracks on the ground, and the surrounding space was extremely distorted. At the same time, a dazzling blue light erupted above the spear, and the spear shot out like a dragon,

Facing Hu Fei's attack, Wu Qi's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Can't hide, can't stop, it's over..." Such a thought came to mind unconsciously.

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