Seeing what he said so straightforwardly, the old monk's face became even more ugly, almost gnashing his teeth.
"You bastard, even if I'm ill, I can definitely kill you within three moves!"
"That's right, Senior Brother Long Qi is full of vitality, so how can he be as unbearable as you said? Even if you feel slightly uncomfortable, it will be easy to kill you! Boy, it is too naive to want to sow discord!"
The demon monk from Huanxi Ridge pretended not to understand the meaning of the words and shouted angrily.
"Haha, I've seen through you guys a long time ago! Pretend, keep pretending, and when the showdown comes, it's time for you to face each other life and death!"
Chen Feng smiled sarcastically and shook his head slightly, his face full of contempt.
The key point has been pointed out. Although there is nothing abnormal between the two on the surface, based on their character, they must have a grudge against each other.
Invisible suspicion is the most deadly. If this is used well, the two of them may fall into the abyss without taking action.
"You bastard, even if you are eloquent, you can't shake the slightest bit of friendship between our brothers and sisters. Now, it's better to die obediently!"
After being delayed for such a while, other Tantric disciples had already arrived.
After taking a look at the handsome figure outside the hall, old monk Long Qi really didn't want to let Chen Feng continue talking nonsense. He raised his hand and waved, and the large net of golden beads suspended in the air suddenly covered his head.
Seeing this, the demon monk of Huanxi Ridge also waved his wide sleeves, and a pink aura that was almost condensed to the essence was mixed with the air waves and hit his face.
"Brother Feng, I'll deal with this old dog, and you go deal with that guy who's neither a man nor a woman!"
Seeing the two attacks attacking Chen Feng at the same time, Murong Xue summoned the golden silkworm Gu and took the lead to greet the old monk Long Qi.
Either he wanted to express himself, or he had been deliberately restrained by the two old guys and suffered a lot of frustration.
Murong Xue and Golden Silkworm Gu's attack this time was extremely sharp and ferocious!
I saw the little girl covered in golden light, holding a golden sharp blade, her momentum was immeasurable, and the golden light in the sky condensed into a beam with her hand, and she slashed hard at the big net of Buddha's light falling in the sky.
The golden silkworm Gu turned into a streak of golden lightning, flashing in front of the old monk and heading straight for his eyebrows.
As a heterogeneous species of heaven and earth, the king among the Gu insects, the Golden Silkworm Gu is very similar to the Han Xuan Bing Yan in a sense, and has almost no natural enemies.
So far, only the weird pinky atmosphere of Huanxiling has affected it.
The little guy had just been teased by the demon monk from Huanxi Ridge for a long time. At this moment, the little guy's ferocious nature completely exploded. His ferocious momentum seemed to come from ancient times, and it was difficult to resist for a while.
Facing the attack of one person and one Gu, old monk Long Qi's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated to one side.
Chen Feng was right. His body was now almost decayed to the limit. Every time he used his strength, his longevity foundation would be depleted.
Not to mention activating his ultimate move, even if he was simply resisting, he wouldn't bother to bother him if he could do it or not.
Unfortunately, Murong Xue and Golden Silkworm Gu had no intention of letting him go, and attacked wave after wave, almost continuously.
On the other side, facing the demon monk from Huanxi Ridge, Chen Feng snorted coldly, rubbed his palms together, and five thunderbolts fell from the sky.
The arcs of electricity formed a large net, covering both the opponent and the pink aura.
There are three types of heavenly thunder, one is a strike of thunder, the second is five thunders striking the top, and the third is nine-day divine thunder. Naturally, one type is stronger than the other.
The strange aura emitted by the demon monk could withstand the previous thunder strike, but it was obviously at a disadvantage when faced with five thunder strikes.
In the crackling explosion, the almost substantial pink aura was turned into wisps of blue smoke by the electric arc in the sky, and completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.