Liuli was still paying attention to the situation on Chen Feiyu's side while fighting against three. Seeing this, she exclaimed immediately, and a worried look flashed between her eyebrows. She wanted to go forward to check Chen Feiyu's situation, but the old man Kaishan, Liu Qingfeng and Su Tianyi, attacked fiercely. Although she relied on the power of the divine sword, she repeatedly resolved the opponent's attack, but gradually, she had more defenses and less attacks, and could only barely protect herself. Where could she have the opportunity to check Chen Feiyu's situation?

Liu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. At the beginning of Yangjiang Mountain, Chen Feiyu was able to force him to retreat with a mere master. Therefore, the "Sword of Killing" left a deep impression on him, for fear that Zhang Qingquan would not investigate for a while and would be under the slightest punishment by Chen Feiyu's "Sword of Killing".

Fortunately, under his reminder, although Zhang Qingquan violated his own promise, he took action in time and successfully injured Chen Feiyu. I believe that Chen Feiyu will die at Zhang Qingquan's hands. At that time, Zhang Qingquan will join the battle group besieging Liuli. Even if Liuli has three heads and six arms, he will only hate Yuxian Mountain.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingfeng's mouth, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Suddenly, Liu Qingfeng was stunned. After Chen Feiyu fell to the ground, he immediately stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and laughed loudly, with a heroic laughter!

"Can Chen Feiyu be crazy?"

Liu Qingfeng frowned secretly and glanced in the direction of Zhang Qingquan unconsciously.

I saw the smoke and dust dissipate, revealing the true face of Mount Lu inside.

Zhang Qingquan stood at the edge of the deep pit, with stones and hair all over his clothes and dust, which looked quite embarrassed. What was even more surprising was that a long hole appeared in the palm of Zhang Qingquan's right hand, blood dripping down on the ground, which looked shocking.

"Is Zhang Qingquan injured?"

Liu Qingfeng was shocked, and the power of the "Slaying Sword" refreshed his cognition again.

Liuli also breathed a little relieved. It seemed that Chen Feiyu did have extraordinary skills. While looking at Chen Feiyu again, he also began to concentrate on dealing with the three of them. He waved the sharp sword light with one sword and slashed towards Liu Qingfeng.

The pressure on Liu Qingfeng suddenly increased greatly. He did not dare to be distracted anymore, so he quickly focused on responding.

In the field, Chen Feiyu laughed, his eyes and eyebrows were full of sarcasm, and said, "Don't you think you have a deep cultivation level and want me to make three moves? Why did you go back on your word? It turns out that the dignified legendary powerhouse is just a fat villain who broke his promise. How does this move "Slaying Sword" feel?"

Zhang Qingquan's eyes and muscles twitched, and there was a strong indefinite evil spirit between his eyebrows. He was furious in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel scared. The power of the "Slaying Sword" was far beyond his imagination. At the moment of just fighting, the "Slaying Sword" not only broke his sword energy, but also left a long wound in his hand. If he hadn't taken action in time, he would not only be injured with his right hand, but also died of Yuxian Mountain.

This is the first time since he was promoted to the legendary realm, he was injured by a mere grandmaster, and he was forced to break his promise and be fat to save his life. This is simply a great humiliation for him.

Therefore, it is conceivable that his inner anger is in his mind.

"Chen Feiyu, you can't bear my anger. I want to let you die!"

Zhang Qingquan shouted angrily, and his aura suddenly burst out, as if it was physical. Suddenly, he rushed towards Chen Feiyu with boundless anger.

The speed was so fast that one after another left behind halfway through.

Chen Feiyu was shocked. He had been on guard all over the place since the beginning, and was ready to retreat when Zhang Qingquan spoke.

However, Zhang Qingquan's speed was far beyond his imagination, or in other words, the strength of the legendary strong man was indeed far above that of the Grandmaster.

Chen Feiyu saw a flash of shadows in front of him, and Zhang Qingquan had already arrived three feet in front of him and punched him.

This punch seems ordinary, but how can Zhang Qingquan underestimate the power of the move with hatred?
Chapter completed!