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 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, and 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 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 it is Chen Feiyu!

"After three injections, you will be unable to survive!"

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 is because Chen Feiyu's timely operation of "Wujiquan" transformed 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's still here..."
Chapter completed!