Chapter 170 Escape and the Second Stage

Author: Iron Palm Flying on the Grass

Chapter 170 Escape and the Second Stage

boom!

An armored giant wearing brown armor, his head almost touching the top of the cave, stepped into the cave.

Every muscle on its face is arched, squeezing the facial features into a ball, making it look ugly and fierce.

comer,

It was none other than Zhao Zhenfeng.

"Got you."

"Objection."

Just stepped into the cave.

Zhao Zhenfeng's eyes were like lightning, falling on Chen Sheng.

The fierce light surging in his eyes caused the temperature in the entire cave to plummet.

【Zhao Zhenfeng】

【Power: 480】

[Agility: 410]

【Physique: 420】

"Oh shit!"

Chen Sheng cursed secretly.

It’s so outrageous that he opened the door for outrageousness.

It's so outrageous.

This was the first time he had seen such perverted attributes.

Chen Sheng has now unlocked the first stage of Xuanwu Transformation, and his strength is one hundred points behind Zhao Zhenfeng.

Not to mention the other two properties.

Even if he unlocks the Black Tortoise Transformation and continues to release it, Chen Sheng can suppress his opponent in terms of strength attribute.

But it is estimated that it will end in a lose-lose situation.

Chen Sheng doesn't want to fight a battle that cannot be crushed.

Make a tactical retreat first.

This was the first thought that came to Chen Sheng's mind.

"Zhao Zhenfeng."

"It's true that there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell so you can throw yourself into it."

Compared to Chen Sheng who raised his feet and was already ready to scream.

People with sheep faces are much more arrogant.

The face behind the mask showed a wild smile.

Even now, Zhao Zhenfeng's image is full of coercion and terrifying momentum.

But in the eyes of sheep-faced people.

The opponent can't even compare to a toe of "Master Xuanwu".

There was Chen Sheng standing next to the sheep-faced man.

The sheep-faced man looked at Zhao Zhenfeng, who had once terrified him, and felt that he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The sheep-faced man laughed wildly.

The idiom of a dog relying on the strength of a human is brought into full play.

"A mere disciple of Li Sect dares to offend the majesty of our holy religion!"

"Today, the Holy Envoy will let you know what power is!"

Say it.

With a plop.

The sheep-faced man knelt down directly to Chen Sheng, and his head hit the ground hard.

"Please, Lord Holy Envoy, remove the obstacles for our Holy Religion!"

A confident voice sounded, echoing above the cave.

Um?!

Zhao Zhenfeng frowned.

His eyes wandered back and forth between Chen Sheng and the sheep-faced man.

Judging from his previous performance on the lake shore, Chen Sheng's strength is not surprising.

But why are people in this holy religion so confident?

Is there another mystery?

A trace of doubt could not help but arise in my heart.

Zhao Zhenfeng, who was originally planning to punch Chen Sheng to death, stopped his movements due to alertness.

"Are you an emissary of the Holy Church?"

Zhao Zhenfeng glanced up and down at Chen Sheng, his words full of doubt.

The Holy Cult has always been a thorn in the side of the Wushu Security Bureau and the Wushu Association.

Over the years, they have searched for the base of the Holy Cult countless times and tried to encircle and suppress it.

They even dispatched a large number of manpower to arrest people above the small leaders of the Holy Cult.

But people from the Holy Religion are like cockroaches.

No matter how hard you kill, as long as you relax your intensity, a bunch of them will appear after a while.

As a direct disciple of the leader of the Li Sect, Zhao Zhenfeng naturally participated in the arrests of members of the Holy Cult.

He has also heard of the title of Holy Envoy of the Holy Church.

but,

That can only be dealt with by someone at the level of his master.

If the person in front of him was really a holy envoy, why didn't he just kill himself before?

Faced with Zhao Zhenfeng's doubts.

Chen Sheng, who was originally planning to run away, pretended again.

"hehe."

"I originally planned to spare your life, but now that you're asking for your own death, I'm sorry."

Chen Sheng's head slowly raised.

The eyes behind the mask looked contemptuous of all living beings.

On its body, the azure tortoise shell texture becomes brighter and brighter.

With such a posture, the fanaticism in the eyes of the leader's sheep-faced man became even more intense.

Zhao Zhenfeng put on a defensive posture, his eyes becoming increasingly wary.

"Get up and get out of here."

Chen Sheng said calmly.

His words were full of power that was hard to refuse, like a big shot in a high position.

Hearing the words,

The sheep-faced man felt happy.

He knew that the Holy Envoy was preparing to take action and crush the bug in front of him, Zhao Zhenfeng.

He immediately stood up and prepared to step aside to avoid being affected by the power of "Lord Holy Envoy".

"etc."

But at this moment,

Chen Sheng stopped him again.
To be continued...