The situation was racing against time! Chen Feiyu took a deep breath, absorbed Cen Jingyuan's energy, and used a "thousand-pound drop" move! Under his heavy pressure, the Badao suddenly surpassed Mount Tai. Cen Jingyuan couldn't wave it, and his face became even more ugly.

Suddenly, beyond his expectations, Chen Feiyu jumped up, and the weight of the domineering sword suddenly became lighter. Unexpectedly, Cen Jingyuan lost weight and almost staggered to the ground.

Chen Feiyu took the opportunity to kick Cen Jingyuan hard in the head, kicked him backwards, and then suddenly chased him, as fast as the wind.

"Damn it, stop me!"

Snake Yueguang shouted loudly, and Zuo Zhitong and others chased after him.

Chen Feiyu didn't even look at them. He bounced his fingers with his right hand and used the "Extreme Immortal Art". Three "Slaying Swords" broke through the air and shot towards them.

The faces of the four men of Snake Yueguang changed drastically. Facing the three "slaying swords", they did not dare to compete with them. They hurriedly dodged to the side, and their actions of chasing Chen Feiyu suddenly slowed down.

Chen Feiyu's face turned pale.

Obviously, after a series of fierce battles over the level, his true energy was consumed considerably.

However, Chen Feiyu's momentum remained unabated, and he was becoming more and more courageous as he fought! Cen Jingyuan had just landed on the ground and had not yet stood firm. Chen Feiyu had already rushed to the front, slapped Cen Jingyuan's forehead with a feint.

Cen Jingyuan quickly reached out to block it, but unexpectedly this was just Chen Feiyu's false move. A silver needle appeared on the palm of his hand, which stabbed into Cen Jingyuan's palm with an extremely accurate accuracy.

It is the second needle of the "Abi Ghost Seal Needle" - "Ghost Heart".

Cen Jingyuan felt his limbs stiff and he couldn't even move when standing on the ground. The meridians in his body became more stagnant, and even the true qi was difficult to mobilize. A full of fear arose in his eyes.

At this moment, he has become the fish on the chopping board, and the knife and chopping is Chen Feiyu! "After three needles, you will never be able to keep your life!"

Chen Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to be careless at all. In order to avoid the long dreams of the night, someone flashed and appeared behind Cen Jingyuan. He held a silver needle and stabbed the Dazhui point on Cen Jingyuan's neck. It was the third needle of the ghost needle - "Ghost Pillow".

Although Cen Jingyuan could not see the scene behind him, the innate spiritual awareness of the strong told him that danger was approaching, his eyes were terrified and desperate.

Wu Wudi, Wu Runyue and others were already excited and just waited for the third needle to be inserted, which was basically equivalent to declaring that Chen Feiyu had completely defeated the Cen family! Suddenly, a sudden change occurred! "Stop it!"

An angry shout came from mid-air, as if a thunder sounded from the sky, shaking the entire maple forest. Except for the few people with high cultivation, such as Wu Wudi, Feng Liansheng and Yin Shifang, most of the people's heads buzzed and almost fainted on the spot.

"Who is it, who has such terrible strength?"

Wu Runyue and Wu Ruojun looked at each other, full of horror. They had reached the level of a master, and their qi and blood were surging when someone drank it. This was terrible.

Wu Wudi and Feng Liansheng had a flash of inspiration in their minds, and a name sounded at the same time. Their face suddenly became gloomy. Since that person was here, I am afraid that Chen Feiyu would be powerless to turn the world back in this battle.

Cen Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but his life was saved.

Chen Feiyu's face also changed drastically. The person who came had a high cultivation level was unimaginable, at least far above him.

However, how can he, Chen Feiyu, be influenced by others?

Chen Feiyu ignored the warning, gritted his teeth, and inserted the silver needle in his hand into Cen Jingyuan's Dazhui point at a faster speed.

"Dare you!"

With anger in the shout, a huge palm force came through the clouds and the air was so fast that it came first and instantly hit Chen Feiyu's back.

With a "wow", Chen Feiyu didn't even have time to stab in. He was already vomiting red, and rushed forward for nearly twenty meters, falling heavily to the ground.

This was Chen Feiyu's timely operation of "Wujiquan" to transform some of his internal strength, otherwise his injuries would be even more serious! Even so, after Chen Feiyu barely stood up, he coughed up another mouthful of blood from his mouth. The clothes that had already become half of the blood were even more bloody, and his heart was filled with solemnity.

“Huh?”

There was a trace of doubt in the voice of the visitor, and it was obviously strange that Chen Feiyu was not dead under his palm?

Everyone looked at the voice and a gentle man in white robe appeared on the steps of the mountain road more than ten meters away.

Everyone was shocked. When and in what way did this person appear, they didn't notice it at all. What a terrifying strength.

Chen Feiyu also looked at him and saw the man who came with a slender figure, handsome face, wearing a white long gown, elegant and calm temperament, and his dark eyes were filled with endless vicissitudes, as if he had seen all the prosperity in the world.

How can such a middle-aged man in his thirties not shock everyone with a loud shout, and even more so that Chen Feiyu can be blown away with one palm. How can people not shock people?

However, everyone knows that if you reach a certain level of martial arts cultivation, you can rejuvenate and prolong your life. Although this middle-aged man appears young, his real age will definitely be shocking! In the crowd, Yin Shifang's face turned completely gloomy, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes: "Cen Jinge...he is still here..." "He is Cen Jinge?"

Yin Yang's eyes suddenly widened, full of shock: "No wonder he is so strong. This time Chen Feiyu is afraid that he is really powerless to turn things around."

The man in the white long gown, Cen Jinge, was extremely fast, and his figure flashed. He crossed more than ten meters away to Cen Jingyuan, looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "The 'Avici Ghost Seal Needle' of the Ghost Doctor'?

Humph, it's just a trick."

He stretched out his slender palm and gently patted Cen Jingyuan's chest.

With just two "puff" sounds, two silver needles automatically fell off Cen Jingyuan's body and fell to the ground. The meridians that were stagnant in his body were revitalized under the impact of Cen Jinge's strong internal strength.

Wu Wudi and Feng Liansheng's faces changed drastically. Although Cen Jingyuan only got two needles and was far from the point of "three needles and banning the qi", the "Abi Ghost Seal" is a unique skill recorded in "Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate". It was actually broken by Cen Jinge so easily. Such strength is really terrifying.

On the other hand, Chen Feiyu's expression was even more serious.

"What do you think now?"

Cen Jinge asked, his voice calm and he couldn't hear much emotion.

Cen Jingyuan took a deep breath, investigated the situation in his body, knew that he was worry-free, then bowed slightly and said excitedly: "Dad, you have finally come out of seclusion. It's great. Dad is here to take charge of the overall situation. Everything can be decided today!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like thunder thunder roaring on the ground.

Most people who didn't know the inside story were shocked. This middle-aged man with a terrible cultivation level turned out to be Cen Jingyuan's father?

Then, he is the legendary Cen Jinge. Damn, he is not dead yet. He is such an old monster! Snake Yueguang and others are very excited. With a peerless powerful man like Cen Jinge, Chen Feiyu will definitely die in this battle! In front of everyone, Cen Jinge nodded to Cen Jingyuan, but ignored Chen Feiyu. A figure flashed and appeared in front of Cen Xiaowei, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and reached his hand on his pulse.

After frowned slightly, he pressed his palm against Cen Xiaowei's chest, and a thick stream of true energy passed over. Although Cen Xiaowei had not woken up, his face had become rosy. It seemed that his injuries had healed a lot.

Cen Jinge breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and looked at Chen Feiyu, and said lightly: "You are Chen Feiyu?"

Everyone around was full of energy and the show was about to begin.

"good."

Facing a peerless strong man like Cen Jinge, Chen Feiyu looked stern, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You injured Xiaowei and Jingyuan?"

"good."

"You have the 'Nine Needles of Heaven'?"

"good."

Cen Jinge nodded and said, "It is rare for you to have such cultivation at a young age. Hand over the 'Nine Needles of Heaven'. If you destroy your cultivation, you will be able to kill yourself. I can make an exception and spare your life."

His tone was plain, but his words had an unstoppable aura and a condescending arrogance, as if he gave Chen Feiyu his life as a gift to Chen Feiyu.

Snake Yueguang, Zuo Zhitong and others immediately scratched their ears and faces in a hurry. They had a deep feud with Chen Feiyu. If they really spared Chen Feiyu, wouldn't they cry?

However, Cen Jinge had already spoken, and even if they were not satisfied, they would not dare to object.

In front of everyone, Chen Feiyu sneered and asked without answering, "Are you Cen Jinge?"

"good."

Cen Jinge stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly: "My cultivation has reached the late stage of the legend. Killing you is like killing a chicken. You can hand over the 'Nine Needles of Heaven' quickly, and you can still have a glimmer of life. If you dare to say the word 'no', your life will be difficult to keep today."

After saying that, he patted his palm in the air to the left, and an extremely powerful internal force suddenly burst out.

I saw many maple trees on the left and were knocked down by his palms and flew out, forming a vacuum area about six or seven meters wide and more than twenty meters long.

Shocking! Everyone was shocked, and a light palm was as powerful as a means of ghosts and gods. It was terrible, so terrible. No matter how powerful Chen Feiyu was, how could he be Cen Jinge's opponent?

Cen Jingyuan raised his head proudly, feeling honored. At the same time, he glanced at Chen Feiyu contemptuously and sneered: "Although your martial arts are mysterious, in front of absolute strength, everything is full of clouds. If you know the truth, you should surrender as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded, not optimistic about Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu sneered, grabbed his right hand with a weak grasp, and the Seven-Star Sword flew into his hands.

Cen Jinge frowned slightly and said with interest: "You hold the sword in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Chen Feiyu swung his long sword lightly, and the maple leaves on the ground were impacted by the sword intent, floating around, saying sternly: "If you want the 'Nine Needles of Heaven', you are a fool; if you want to take my Chen Feiyu's life, you must have this ability!"

Everyone exclaimed, Chen Feiyu actually dared to disobey Cen Jinge's intentions. Damn, it's too crazy and bold. Is he really not afraid of death?

Cen Jinge chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that on the first day of leaving the seclusion, I met a arrogant young man like you. Well, I will use your blood to celebrate my seclusion."

Suddenly, a powerful aura that looked like the sea covered the entire red maple forest, making everyone breathless.

Chen Feiyu is like a small seagull in the sea, weak and helpless.
Chapter completed!