Even Dongfang Tiancheng couldn't help but change their expressions. No matter whether they tried their best or not, Chen Feng's strength was indeed not weak if they could not fall behind in a one-on-two situation.
"The strength of these two people is not much different. One is born with perfect peak, and the other is born with perfect intermediate level. As for that one..."
Chen Feng looked at Qi Wenli, who had been standing aside without making a move.
Although Chen Feng's cultivation level is higher than theirs, it is not an easy task for him to solve it if the three of them join forces.
Besides, who knows how many treasures, pills and other things they have on them.
Thinking in his mind, Chen Feng took action again, and he decided to make a quick decision, otherwise once these old guys used those magic weapons, he would really have no chance.
As soon as his mind moved, the mysterious body training appeared, and Chen Feng's whole body looked like a piece of dark golden gold.
"Regretful Fist!"
Chen Feng stepped on the Phantom Step, and his whole body was like a ghost. In just two or three breaths, he appeared behind Song Weimin.
He raised his hand and punched Song Weimin on the head.
Song Weimin raised his hand to stop him, but it was already too late.
He only felt that his mind went blank, and his whole person became stiff for a moment.
When masters compete with each other, a slight mistake can lead to a huge difference.
Just such a moment of confusion would kill him.
Of course, I don't blame him for this. The main reason is that he doesn't know Chen Feng's methods. Even if he has seen them, he may not be able to tell anything about them.
This also led to him seizing the opportunity when he was fighting against Chen Feng.
Seeing Song Weimin stunned, Chen Feng naturally would not miss this opportunity and punched him directly in the abdomen.
But it was a pity that Song Weimin was stunned. Dongfang Tiancheng did not have one.
It was precisely because he pulled Song Weimin at the last moment that Chen Feng's fist did not directly smash Song Weimin's heart, but only made a hole the size of a bowl in the middle of his chest.
Song Weimin looked at his chest with lingering fear, breaking out in a cold sweat.
He stared at Chen Feng with shock and uncertainty in his eyes. If Dongfang Tiancheng's movements had slowed down just now, he would be a corpse now.
Not thinking about anything else, Song Weimin sat cross-legged on the ground and quickly recovered from his injuries.
Even though Dongfang Tiancheng and Qi Wenli were a little unhappy with Song Weimin's behavior, they also knew that if he continued to fight, he might be dead.
Three of them have already died, no more can happen.
"Don't give him a chance."
As Dongfang Tiancheng said this, he raised his hand and took out a dull curved bow, and pointed it at Chen Feng and pulled the string.
Qi Wenli has known Dongfang Tiancheng for so many years, so he naturally understands what he means.
The moment he took action in Dongfang Tiancheng, Qi Wenli had already rushed out.
The two hands exuded golden light, like a round sun rising slowly.
Qi Wenli pushed with both hands, and the two round suns rotated, finally merged into one, and rushed towards Chen Feng.
When Chen Feng raised his hands, his spiritual energy turned into a shield and blocked his body.
"boom."
"Bang!"
Along with the bursts of explosions, smoke and dust filled the air, the earth cracked, and the turbulent airflow directly destroyed everything around it.
Qi Wenli looked at the diffuse smoke and dust, and looked around cautiously, fearing that Chen Feng would suddenly attack.
"Chen Feng!" Qi Wenli turned his head suddenly, but the creature was empty.
When he was waiting for him to turn around, an enlarged fist hit him directly in the face.