Peerless Martial Soul

Obviously, he has almost exhausted his energy just now.

Chen Feng is very weak now, but his face is full of relief, and a smile is outlined at the corner of his mouth: "I succeeded, I succeeded!"

The next moment, Chen Feng stretched out his arms.

Suddenly, a pair of clear calls sounded, and a golden light rushed out of Chen Feng's dantian.

Swish, it came into the air.

With a wingspan of forty to fifty meters, it is extremely horselike, and it is the ancient golden crow.

At this time, the two patterns on both sides of the ancient Golden Crow's body were shining.

At the next moment, he rushed towards Chen Feng frantically, and directly hit Chen Feng's body.

However, neither passed through Chen Feng's body nor overturned Chen Feng.

On the contrary, the ancient golden crow directly turned into a thick golden and red streamer, which wrapped the surface of Chen Feng's body.

Then, the stream of light was like water pouring, following Chen Feng's body, and it came to his feet.

Then, the red light began to condense and form.

After half an hour, they turned into two huge gold and red boots, which wrapped Chen Feng's position below the knee.

This pair of boots is extremely beautiful in shape, perfectly streamlined, and the surface is gold and red. It looks like the finest metal.

The streamer shines! Huacai is abnormal!

Chen Feng looked at the pair of boots on his feet with surprise, and he felt that he and these boots were connected.

It's normal, because the boots themselves are the changes of the ancient golden crow.

At the next moment, Chen Feng's heart moved.

So, with a quick brush, Chen Feng suddenly appeared thousands of meters away.

Chen Feng himself was stunned. He lowered his head, looked at the boots on his feet in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice, "How could it be so fast?"

Chen Feng himself was frightened, he didn't expect to have such a fast speed!

Then he was ecstatic.

Therefore, Chen Feng's heart moved, and he appeared several kilometers away.

Then it flashed again, flashed again!

Chen Feng flashed one after another, laughing: "It's too fast, this speed is too fast!"

"Now, my speed has reached ten times the original speed, and my current speed is twice and a half that of Sang Zijin!"

"Hahaha, now if I face Sang Zijin, I can easily crush!"

"Because I am much faster than him!"

Chen Feng laughed openly.

The speed of this day-to-day Golden Crow battle made him feel extremely surprised.

After a while, Chen Feng returned to the cliff and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, there is no higher realm in this day-to-day Golden Crow footwork. I have already practiced to the highest realm now."

"If you continue to practice, there will be no other improvement in speed!"

"However, this speed is fast enough."

"Now, under Emperor Wu's realm, I'm afraid there are not many faster than me!"

Chen Feng's guess is correct.

If he talks about speed alone now, it can be said that he is in the realm of Emperor Wu, disdainful of the group, no one can compare his speed!

It turned out that the Sun-Daily Golden Crow footwork, said to be five series, actually formed such two combat boots for the user to wear to drive the user's speed.

At this time, the moon is in transit.

It took Chen Feng about three hours to complete the practice of the Day-by-Day Golden Crow Art, and it was completely accomplished.

Although his level is very high, he belongs to the kind of cultivation that is the best. Of course, if you want to cultivate well, it is difficult to cultivate, and it is difficult to cultivate.

As long as the ninth round of the big day appears, as long as it can be transformed into an ancient golden crow, then it is very good practice.

And if there is no ninth round of the Great Sun, then this practice will be extremely difficult, or even impossible to practice at all, even if it is practiced, it is very reluctant, and the effect is less than one-tenth of the normal situation.

And now that Chen Feng has this ancient golden crow, he will naturally get twice the result with half the effort in his cultivation.

Without further ado, then we must hurry.

Moreover, you can also test how long this ancient Golden Crow's footwork can last.

Chen Feng felt that the support time should not be particularly long. After all, this is not like martial arts, which is generated by internal power and then automatically circulates.

This is more like a consumable.

After the ancient Golden Crow's power is exhausted, it is estimated that he will return to his dantian to replenish the power of the dragon descending Arhat, so there must be a time limit.

With a flash of Chen Feng's figure, he came to the place where Qing Mu, Wu Ling and Pu Jingyi were.

Seeing Chen Feng's current appearance, everyone's faces were surprised.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Qing Mu, you guessed it, I got a new martial skill."

As he said, he lifted his foot: "Now I am faster than before by many times!"

Both Qing Mu and Wu Ling said, "Congratulations, Master Chen."

They were full of joy, but the blood wind looked around Chen Feng's legs curiously.

Pu Jingyi glanced at Chen Feng's legs, then sighed lightly, and said in his heart: "I want to come, when he is inside, he should have an adventure and improve his strength."

"And if it wasn't for him to enter, I'm afraid he is not yet my opponent."

"It's a mistake, I deserve to fall into his hands!"

At this time, Chen Feng was in a good mood.

He suddenly remembered something, and asked Qing Mu, why did Sang Zijin pursue and kill you? I wanted to ask before, but I didn't care about it.

If Sang Zijin was just trying to vent his anger and fulfill his master's last wish, it would be too far-fetched, right?

Chen Feng felt that he actually had a more important purpose.

Qing Mu sighed, "Let me start from the beginning!"

She said, "Master Chen, you can see Sang Zijin's speed too."

"Sang Zijin's practice is indeed extremely powerful, allowing him to have an extremely fast speed in a short period of time, but it also has a very big flaw."

Chen Feng nodded, this is also a normal thing, otherwise, how could there be such a perfect technique?

You must know that the quality of this technique cultivated by Sang Zijin is far inferior to his own, but it has such a powerful force, which means that there must be major flaws in it.

"This defect is extremely fatal, and it may even make Sangzi unable to break through the 100 mark when he reaches his age."

"You know, for a warrior of their level, one hundred is already a very small number. How can anyone survive less than one hundred?"

"But he might not be able to live over a hundred, and to make up for this defect, he must refine an extremely magical and powerful pill."

Qing Mu continued: "This pill is of extremely high grade."

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