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Chapter 415 The dust settles(2/2)

Jiang Yichen quickly rejected this idea. He had already remembered Feng Chen's "Moon Wolf Heart Sutra".

Compared with the other two superior exercises, the "Moon Wolf Heart Sutra" that Feng Chen learned is only a basic internal skill. It was originally a method of strengthening the body of the northern nomadic tribes. It has been continuously improved after being passed down by generations.

Improved, but still inferior to internal strength.

Most of the nomadic tribes in the north regard the wolf as their tribal totem, and they also advocate learning the wolf's ability to work together and survive alone. The "Moon Wolf Heart Sutra" focuses on tapping the potential of the practitioner, so that he can be like a wolf, with a keen sense of smell, and resistance to hunger and cold.

, good at attacking and killing, and have extremely strong endurance.

The phantom has no real body. Even though it can express emotions and express emotions, and can still hold a weapon in its hand, it must have no smell. Feng Chen only ran towards the ghost enchantress in the east, and he had obviously locked on the ghost enchantress's aura!

Feng Chen's castration was so fast that people were shocked, and it was beyond the expectations of the ghostly enchantress.

After fighting for thirty-five times, it must have been the first time that the ghostly enchantress saw Feng Chen's beast-like appearance.

Feng Chen has already rushed to the front of the ghostly enchantress, raised his arms, turned his hands into claws, and fought tooth for tooth!

The sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring echoed through the island again, which also made the ghostly enchantress slow down her claws for a moment!

Tiangang's righteousness broke through the last line of defense of the ghostly enchantress, and Feng Chen used all his strength to finally let his bloodthirsty claws land firmly on the slim phantom!

Blood splatters everywhere!

The ghostly enchantress fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut off. The three bloody marks on her black robe were shocking. Even if her skills were profound, it would take at least ten and a half days to cultivate.

The ghostly enchantress lost. Before she could recover from Feng Chen's thunderous blow, she felt as if her chest and abdomen were being roasted by fire. The pain was unbearable and she was unable to sit up.

Feng Chen had stood up straight, and did not take advantage of the ghostly enchantress's decline to take her life. He just looked at his opponent lying on the ground, sighed, and apologized.

Seeing that the dust had settled, Abbot Qingming hurriedly said: "Amitabha, that's so good! Master Feng's skills are superior. The Xiaoyue Alliance must have won this game, and the position of leader of the martial arts alliance belongs to Master Feng. The remaining matters will be dealt with later.

I'd like to ask you to go out and heal your injuries first, and don't waste your time."

After Abbot Qingming's reminder, the people from Xiaoyue Alliance and the various temples finally woke up, and two people from each side flew into the scene to check their injuries.

The ghostly enchantress was seriously injured and could not leave the scene for the time being, so the gods had to treat her on the spot.

Feng Chen sealed the bleeding meridians on his own, with Ruoyu and Mo Shang helping him.

While walking, Feng Chen's face slowly regained its former look, and the joy of victory finally came to his heart.

He raised his right arm high and said loudly: "Feng and the brothers of the Xiaoyue Alliance were lucky enough to win the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. In the future, they will definitely..."

Feng Chen's voice stopped suddenly, and the smile on his face turned into shock in an instant!

He seemed to be thinking of something, and his eyes scanned the crowd, but he didn't see anyone.

He felt angry, incredible, and his eyes were about to burst, but he could no longer make a sound, and his vision gradually became blurred.

At this moment, a plain-colored figure rushed in front of Feng Chen. His dignified and mature face was worried, but his slender hands that should have been calm and unshakable were placed tremblingly on Feng Chen's pulse.
Chapter completed!
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