Psychic Card Master

"It's just a joke!"

"you!"

"Haier breaks the rice!"

"Help me, Linglong~"

Chen Feng was like a solitary lamb, shivering among the seven Qi clan youths.

These seven Qizu youths are almost all around the middle level of Hunyuan, and Mo Jin and Mo Yang are both at the seventh level of Hunyuan.

Linglong heard Chen Feng say something "bird's language" on the competition stage, and she covered her mouth and secretly laughed off the stage.

If Chen Feng was under siege under normal circumstances, she would definitely go up to help Chen Feng, but it was clear that there was no malicious intent in this competition.

In front of Linglong, Chen Feng has always been a manipulative and mysterious image, and he rarely sees a real defeat.

Seeing Chen Feng's eyes asking for help.

Linglong, Qingxuefei, Binglin, Iron Tower, Charming Moon...

A series of green coffin friends hummed a ditty and turned their heads.

"good."

"They are all good brothers."

"Brother Xiu! What do you mean! If I come here to borrow money, I have to make seven calls?"

"I'm delicate and weak, so I can't handle these big scenes!"

Chen Feng shouted loudly at Mo Xiu.

Beside Mo Xiu, Mo Sheng explained the cause of this battle in a few words.

Chen Feng wants to buy something and wants to borrow money.

Mo Xiu knew Chen Feng's nature too well, smiled slightly, and shouted loudly towards Chen Feng:

"If you win, you don't need to borrow it. I'll give you the materials you want directly."

In the sky, Chen Feng's joyful voice came:

"okay!"

Everyone was ashamed.

Are you really going to hit seven?

Isn't this looking for abuse?

Mo Xiu looked at Chen Feng's samsara eyes that had already started to turn, and laughed twice.

...

"are you serious?"

Mo Xiao looked at Chen Feng who had agreed to the battle, and asked with a frown.

"Seriously."

"Win a game and you can earn tens of thousands of spirit stones."

"How can there be such a good thing."

"You should be worrying about yourself."

"Don't be locked up for three months."

Chen Feng laughed and said, I don't know why Mo Xiu wants to see his own strength.

But since Mo Xiu wanted to see it, Chen Feng showed it to him.

"I don't know where your confidence comes from."

Mo Xiao snorted coldly, and picked up the two swords in his hands.

He admitted that he alone was indeed no match for Chen Feng, but how could he not be able to defeat his two elder brothers and four brothers of the Qi clan who had comparable combat prowess?

"let's go."

Although the big brother Mo Jin who was behind Chen Feng didn't think the victory of this battle was meaningful, since the matter was settled, let's resolve the battle quickly.

As Mo Jin's voice fell, everyone shot together.

This battle of one against seven has really started!

It is true that Chen Feng wants to fight seven with one, he not only wants to fight seven with one, but also wins seven with one!

"Shenluo Tianzheng!"

As Chen Feng's sacred voice fell, a huge and irresistible terrifying repulsion rushed towards the seven people around like a torrent and tsunami!

"What a strong repulsion!"

In an instant, the seven people besieging Chen Feng on the field all exploded with their own strength, trying their best to resist this violent energy.

"careful!"

A Hunyuan fifth-level youth from the Qi clan shouted.

He could see Saitama's figure flashing in front of Chen Feng, and he appeared in front of another Hunyuan fifth-level Qizu youth.

"Super serious punch!"

Saitama's violent punch directly hit the body of this young man of the machine race!

In an instant, the body of the youth of the Qi clan flew upside down. Because Mo Xiao had been in a high-intensity fighting state, he reacted quickly, and caught the youth of the Qi clan in the air with a dodge.

Just because Mo Xiao can catch punches doesn't mean all of them can catch them!

The young man of the Tool Race was already a little pale, and he almost died with one punch.

"Really."

Seeing Chen Feng's fighting speed, Mo Xiao seemed to realize how powerful Chen Feng was.

Glancing at each other with the two big brothers, they rushed towards Chen Feng at the same time!

No matter how strong the bald Saitama is, there is only one after all!

It was impossible for Chen Feng to let himself be completely surrounded by seven people.

So he wants to take advantage of the chaotic battlefield so that he can win without using the demon banner and infinite gloves!

"one by one."

Chen Feng looked at the attacks from all directions, and disappeared in place with a swish.

Boom boom boom!

Appearing above the sky while avoiding continuous attacks, the wings of Fenglei spread out instantly.

"Wind Brake Thunder!!"

Chen Feng hadn't used Fenglei Shuangyi's skills for a long time, but at this stage of growth, Fenglei Shuangyi's attack power is not to say how strong, but opponents dare not take it hard.

Mo Yang and a Qi Clan disciple quickly dodged, and at the same time, on the battlefield, Chen Feng's combat power began to soar! !

"Consecutive serious punches!"

Boom boom boom!

Chen Feng's attack target is very clear, it is this Mo Xiao who has a very strong attack power!

If this Mo Xiao was given the space to wantonly attack Chen Feng, even Chen Feng would be terrified.

There was a rush of fists between heaven and earth, and Saitama crazily and continuously punched Mo Xiao who had been severely injured by Chen Feng once before. The terrifying fists kept dancing, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't react.

Mo Xiao was able to block one or two punches at first, but then he suffered heavy injuries and retreated steadily.

Mo Xiao fought hard and entangled Saitama desperately, hoping that the others could give Chen Feng a fatal blow on the battlefield!

But unfortunately, at the same time, two other Hunyuan cards appeared in Chen Feng's hand.

Lantern Ancient Buddha, Zhen Yuanzi.

"Come out."

Chen Feng's expression has become completely serious. Once he is involved in the battle, Chen Feng will calmly think about how to win.

On Chen Feng's left side, an ancient Buddha appeared, with rays of light shining all over his body, with golden rays spreading across the entire martial arts platform.

He was holding the coffin lamp in his hand, and in that lamp, the lamp was burning continuously.

On the other side of Chen Feng, a middle-aged man in a pale yellow Taoist robe also looked proud.

"It's two Hunyuan again!"

Everyone exclaimed.

You must know that Chen Feng is only five-color seven-level spiritual power now, and he has already summoned three powerful spirit cards of Hunyuan level, and never doubt Chen Feng's ability to make cards.

His spiritual cards are far stronger than their spiritual power level.

"One against seven."

Chen Feng showed a confident smile, which gradually made all the members of the green coffin become enthusiastic.

What Chen Feng will do next.

It's cutting the battlefield!

In an instant, the Xiantian Wufang Banner enveloped the strongest Mo Jin and trapped him tightly. The powerful spiritual power of the Wufang Banner would last a long time even if it was a wave of monsters, let alone Mo Jin who had only one person.

On the other side, a completely unexpected scene also appeared.

Behind Mo Yang, a sword glow directly hit his back! !

"What?!"

Everyone looked behind Mo Yang in surprise.

A young man of the fourth level of the Qi clan, the weakest youth of the Qi clan, turned into a second-five boy at a critical moment and severely injured Mo Yang!

Caught off guard, Mo Yang was directly blown away by this sword light!

All the audience stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Originally a battlefield with seven circles.

In an instant, it was perfectly split and resolved by Chen Feng.

Seeing this scene while being continuously blasted by Saitama, Mo Xiao felt his scalp tingle.

Mo Yang fell heavily on the ground. If Chen Feng thought, the "Two Five Boys" of the tool clan just now almost knew Mo Yang's life with a single knife.

"What are you doing Dongfang!!"

Many members of the Qi clan in the field exclaimed, why did they suddenly attack their own people at this time?