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Chapter 1602 Fight to Fame

at the same time.

In the private room of the restaurant not far from the central square.

Ge Wanheng, who was drinking wine in one gulp, had a smile on his lips, looked at He Lei beside him, and said, "Look at it well."

"Don't think that under my best training, you can catch up with this kid's pace."

"Since you decide to follow him and clear some trouble for him in the future, you must grow faster."

"The guy you are following is not an ordinary monster. Just by inscription, he can reach such a height in such a short time."

"I guess, in other aspects, this kid is not that bad either!"

He Lei nodded solemnly and said, "Senior Ge, I will definitely help Senior Brother Chen in the future. After leaving Yunyan Ancient City this time, please increase the difficulty of my cultivation!"

Ge Wanheng narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at He Lei, and after looking for a while, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"If you increase the difficulty and intensity of your cultivation, you will face more than 90% of your chances of death every day, and it is very difficult to survive."

He Lei said without hesitation: "Senior Ge, I was just an ordinary disciple of Yunxiao Shenzong. I can go all the way to this day, and I just want to repay Senior Brother Chen for his kindness to me."

"Anyway, my life in the future belongs to Senior Brother Chen. If I can't help Senior Brother Chen, then what's the point of dying in the cultivation!"

Between talking.

His eyes were full of determination.

Ge Wanheng stretched out a palm, patted his shoulder, and said, "Okay, since this is your decision, then you should be ready to undergo death-like cultivation!"

...

And it is also another private room in this restaurant.

Chu Yaoyao stared at Chen Feng with bright eyes and said to himself: "My junior brother is not a thing in the pool after all! Sooner or later, he will truly take off in the sky!"

She couldn't wait to see that day.

...

As for the central square now, after a long quiet time.

Qiu Tiehe's dry hands were clenched into fists, and his arms trembled slightly twice. Chen Feng's inscription attainments completely exceeded his expectations.

However, he can only win, not lose in this duel!

Sun Tianmo and Jiang Yunhao and other inscription masters at the headquarters of the Mingwen Pavilion were filled with worry. Qiu Tiehe was the Supreme Elder of the headquarters after all.

If Qiu Tiehe is defeated, then it will definitely be a slap in the face for Mingwen Pavilion.

While Sun Tianmo and others were thinking.

Qiu Tiehe's face became more and more ferocious. The soul fluctuations that appeared from his body were like layers of waves. He stretched out his palms and aimed them at the inscription array. At the same time, the mysterious energy suddenly rushed out of his body like a volcano erupting. He roared angrily: "Don't be too proud, you will definitely die in the inscription array I set up today."

actually.

When Shen Feng seized half of the control of the inscription array, in the eyes of many inscription masters, Qiu Tiehe was already defeated.

After all, this inscription array was arranged by Qiu Tiehe. Chen Feng was able to control half of the inscription array in such a short time, which proves that his inscription attainments should be better than Qiu Tiehe.

Qiu Tiehe's only advantage now is that his understanding of this inscription array may be deeper than that of Chen Feng.

soon.

With Qiu Tiehe's full mobilization.

The murderous aura in the entire inscription array was so strong that it was almost impossible to dissolve.

The inscription array behind half of the controlled by Chen Feng seemed to be restricted by Qiu Tiehe, and the inscriptions here became dull.

As the strong murderous aura continued to condense, black skeletons gradually formed in the air.

Among these skeletons condensed by murderous aura, there is an extremely terrifying power of death. Once the monk is touched by these skeletons, the chance of life in his body will be quickly consumed until he dies.

"It's over! It's over!"

"So what if you control half of the inscription array?"

"I arranged this killing array. It is easy for me to temporarily limit the half of the inscription array you control."

The words fell.

Qiu Tiehe pushed his palm.

The terrifying skeletons in the inscription array rushed towards the Shenfeng wildly, and the air around them was filled with black gas.

Everyone watched the skeletons get closer and closer to Chen Feng, but this time, the masked man did not take any action.

Many people think that masked people have no choice.

Cheng Shengxiong, Zhang Yihe and others, standing on the side of Qiu Tiehe, showed a happy smile again on their faces. In their opinion, this masked man was finally going to see the King of Hell.

Tang Yikang and others, who were standing on Shen Feng's side, kept sweating on their foreheads, and their expressions became more and more nervous. They could not interfere at all now.

As for the other monks who watched the fun, they felt that it was in vain. Even if the masked man was about to die immediately, they also believed that this inscription duel can really be called the peak battle.

The skeletons were only one meter away from Chen Feng, and they were getting closer quickly.

Seeing Shen Feng still didn't move.

Qiu Tiehe had a sneer on his lips, and he was finally able to avenge his son.

But.

When these skeletons were only ten centimeters away from Chen Feng, they were about to touch him.

All the skeletons paused.

Chen Feng still stood there without moving, and the skeleton was suspended in the air and motionless, giving people the illusion that the picture in the inscription array had been frozen.

When everyone is puzzled.

Chen Feng waved his right hand lightly, and these terrifying skeletons moved immediately, all of them arranged on both sides of him.

Qiu Tiehe outside felt that he could not control these skeletons, and his face became completely stiff. He wanted to mobilize the inscription array in front, but he found that he could not even mobilize the inscription array in front at all.

Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders casually and said, "Don't feel strange, are you unable to even move the inscription array in front of you?"

"That's because now the entire inscription array is under my control, and I have deprived your control."

"Actually, just when you condensed a skeleton, I controlled half of the inscription array in front without you noticing it."

"I didn't immediately deprive you of control in order to make you prouder."

"How about it, am I a good person?"

"You don't have to thank me either!"

"It is my Fengshen who is most happy to do something that makes others happy!"

Between talking.

Chen Feng waved his arm.

All the patterns on the ground flickered, and then with a "boom", all the surrounding barrier energy disappeared independently, and this inscription array was destroyed by Chen Feng.

At this time, Qiu Tiehe was still trying to regain control of the Mingwen Formation. Facing the Mingwen Formation being destroyed, he immediately suffered a backlash. With a "pop", a mouthful of blood was spit out of his mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale as paper!

This inscription battle!

The wind is victorious!

This battle will definitely make the name of the Wind God resound throughout the first heaven!
Chapter completed!
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