Chapter 897

"Dead."

Chen Shaofeng didn't give bully Tian any extra breathing opportunities, and his powerful means blew him out immediately.

He held his sword in both hands, and a flash of fire appeared in an instant.

"Fierce burning sword engine."

The huge fire red sword turned into a light mark and cut down directly towards the bully sky.

Bully Tian's defense was broken before, and he didn't regroup at all. Now he is attacked by fulyan sword. It's conceivable that it's over.

The powerful sword Qing cut it off with a sword and blew it onto his body, which shocked his body, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"It's impossible to want me to die."

After all, bully Tian is also a martial artist of the Ninth Heaven of fortune. Although his body is damaged now, he does not have combat effectiveness. In addition, he is full of Yuan strength, so he is desperate to release his strongest attack.

"Tianqingba fist."

Qingba fist was obviously very powerful that day. He was full of domineering and had the same domineering power as Chen Shaofeng, which he didn't expect.

Tianqingba fist is a mysterious medium-level martial art. It is powerful. When it blows out, it immediately cracks the mountains and rivers. The black light wrapped the fist and flew towards Chen Shaofeng.

In this regard, Chen Shaofeng didn't take a look at him. The purple dragon gun in his hand suddenly appeared in his hand.

Above the purple dragon gun, there seems to be a purple dragon roaring constantly.

On the same day, when Qingba punched him, Chen Shaofeng didn't look at him, and the long gun suddenly stabbed him directly.

Before long, there was a fierce conflict between the long gun and Qingba boxing that day. With the power of the purple dragon gun, how could you lose to Qingba boxing that day?

"Broken."

Chen Shaofeng drank softly and hit the Yellow Dragon with a long gun. In an instant, a purple awn burst out, breaking the power of Qingba boxing that day.

The bully on the other side didn't expect his strongest move to be broken, which made him crazy. He couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood, and his whole body became depressed.

"Meteors catch the moon."

Chen Shaofeng knows that he is pressed for time. Naturally, he doesn't care what he becomes.

Purple emperor Ba gun formula "however, although I'm dead, you won't be so easy. You'll be buried with me, you will."

When Chen Shaofeng heard bully Tian's words, he thought he also wanted to explode, but when the body fell, he found that his idea was wrong. He didn't want to explode at all.

But what about what he said before he died?

He's fine. Why would he be buried with him.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful breath shrouded the whole Xiaolin city.

As soon as the martial artists around felt this very powerful breath, they immediately couldn't feel a little resistance. Even Chen Shaofeng was suppressed by this momentum, and there was no way to take action at all.

If he goes on like this, he may really only have a dead end. I think of it here.

He directly released the three willpower, and only then could he withstand the pressure.

But that doesn't mean he can move freely.

"Who, who killed my disciple batian?"

Just then, the figure of a middle-aged man landed on the street. He angrily scolded, glanced at the people present, and finally fell on Chen Shaofeng.

At this time, Chen Shaofeng still held the purple dragon gun in his hand. The long gun was cold and the blood was dripping down.

When the middle-aged man saw this, if he didn't understand who killed bully Tian, he would be a strong man in the realm of life and death.

Chen Shaofeng was also looking at him at this time, with a cold sweat in his heart.

Originally, he wanted to run away directly, but he didn't expect that bully Tian's master would come so soon, which was beyond his expectation.

"Did you kill my disciple batian?"

The middle-aged man walked towards Chen Shaofeng step by step, his light was constantly flowing, and gradually the pressure came from him towards Chen Shaofeng.

"Bully Tian deserves his death."

For the middle-aged man's question, Chen Shaofeng knew he couldn't hide it, so he generously admitted it.

"OK, very good, very good. In that case, go and bury my disciple."

With that, the energy under the middle-aged man's right hand continued to flow, emitting an incomparably bright light.

In a flash, a yellow energy ball immediately formed on his right hand.

The energy ball came out directly and bombarded Chen Shaofeng.

In this regard, Chen Shaofeng naturally would not stand there and let him attack. The purple dragon gun in his hand circulated for a while, and the long gun directly pierced out and directly broke the energy.

"I didn't expect that you really have some strength to break the attack of a strong man in the realm of life and death."

"However, even so, you still want to die. If you dare to kill my disciple Ren Qian, you must be aware of death."

With that, Ren Qian attacked Chen Shaofeng again.

He doesn't have much action, just a simple punch, but this punch seems very ordinary, but the power contained in it is not comparable to ordinary people.

Even if he is an ordinary master of the nine heaven of fortune, he has only one way to die under this fist.

Chen Shaofeng feels the power is really huge. Even if he attacks with his fist, his fist will be directly discarded.

So he would not attack with his fist, but with a purple dragon gun.

The strong man in life and death is not comparable to him today. He can only have a glimmer of vitality if he attacks with all his strength.

Therefore, as soon as he shot, he was the Zidi Ba gun formula.

The violent energy was constantly flowing on the purple dragon gun. When the thousand fists attacked, the purple dragon gun was ready for a long time, and a purple streamer rushed out in an instant.