Chapter 2485 (1/2)

The abbot of Qianming Temple looked miserable, but he was not fatally wounded.

At this time, he roared at Cheng Feng, Hua La ~ ~

The black sun storm map seemed to be summoned, and the struggle became more intense.

Even Cheng Feng had a feeling that he couldn't grasp it!

”Want to take back this painting? It's a dream!”

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows, grabbed the hand of the black sun storm map and grabbed it.

The next moment, his body suddenly shook and appeared in front of the abbot of Qianming temple.

Then without any nonsense, another punch went up.

This time, the abbot of Qianming temple was prepared.

When Cheng Feng rushed here, he urged the Buddha power to condense a layer of Buddha power shield around his body and protect himself.

However, the punch from Cheng Feng was useless.

At the moment when the fist hit, the layer of Buddhist shield immediately deformed violently and sank inward.

Boom! When the deformation reached its maximum, the fist had hit the abbot of Qianming temple in the face.

Beat him up again and tossed him in the air.

”Asshole! Asshole!”

Being beaten in the face again, the abbot of Qianming temple was angry.

While yelling and scolding, he raised his Sabre and prepared to kill Cheng Feng.

However, without waiting for his knife.

Cheng Feng appeared on his side and kicked him on the wrist holding the knife.

Click ～～

Just listen to the sound of broken bones.

The hand of the abbot of Qianming temple was separated from his body.

At the same time, the top relic level Sabre also flew to the cloud.

Shua! Cheng Feng chased out.

The speed was so fast that he caught the saber flying up the cloud.

Take a little look, and you'll be included in the ten thousand sword picture.

When the battle is over, throw it to the chopper knife to swallow it.

”Old thing, do you want to continue?”

Cheng Feng returned and stood in front of the abbot of Qianming temple.

Eyes fixed on each other and asked coldly.

”You little beast, why does the speed become so fast?”

At this time, the abbot of Qianming temple has not awakened from the blow just now.

You know, he is also a famous figure.

Even thirty Wen Zhensheng was afraid of three points, but Cheng Feng beat him without fighting back.

Like a three-year-old child, his heart was cold.

”The mouth is still so unclean!”

Cheng Feng's face sank: ”it seems that you haven't played enough!”

”In that case, let's continue.”

When the words fell, a black lightning came and flashed around the abbot of Qianming temple.

Even if the abbot of Qianming Temple dodges and defends, it has no effect.

About a minute later, the abbot of Qianming Temple sat paralyzed in the air.

In front of him was a pair of broken iron powder, which was caused by Cheng Feng's fist breaking a shield.

As for the abbot of Qianming temple, his bones were broken and he couldn't even sit stably.

If the cultivation was not strong, there would be no breathing.

”Should be comfortable now?”

After beating the abbot of Qianming temple, Cheng Feng moved his fist slightly.

Light way: ”in fact, this is already good. Compared with the torture I suffered in the black sun storm, this is Pediatrics!”

Cheng Feng's words are true.

He was cut countless times in the black sun storm map.

That kind of inhuman torture and despair are enough to make people run away alive!

The injury suffered by the abbot of Qianming temple at this time is not worth mentioning.