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Chapter 2255

"Did you use some treasures?" Zhang Ping was a little overwhelmed by hearing the news from them.

What treasure can have such powerful abilities?

He searched around with his spiritual energy several times, but he did not find any fluctuations in his spiritual energy, which proved that it was impossible to be a treasure.

It is impossible to find no slight fluctuations of spiritual energy when using treasures.

"Is it possible..." An idea came to Zhang Ping's mind.

Although those shadows have always followed Chen Feng, they have kept a distance after all. No matter how powerful their hidden skills are, they will inevitably have the risk of being discovered.

This also led to them not knowing what Chen Feng had just done, and they disappeared together.

They could only be sure that Chen Feng was still not moving. As for how he couldn't see outside, and the outside could not see them, they didn't know that, which led them to think that Chen Feng had used the treasure.

"This Chen Feng can grow to this point, and it is indeed not to be underestimated."

Zhang Ping sighed a little, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and found a place to stay quietly.

He was also afraid that he would leave, and Chen Feng would come and couldn't find anyone else after a while.

The sun rose and set in the west, and Chen Feng woke up after two days in the formation.

Zhang Pingren was anxious these two days. If it weren't for those shadows telling him that Chen Feng was fine, he wouldn't have been able to wait.

After learning that Chen Feng had woken up, Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself: "I don't know if the general will regret losing such a good opportunity in the future."

Although they still use Chen Feng now, the premise is that Master Xuan can suppress him.

Chen Feng’s talent is too perverted. How long can Xuanzhu suppress him?

Once Chen Feng's cultivation level exceeds that of Xuanzhu, no one can tell what will happen.

Chen Feng didn't know what Zhang Ping was thinking. He looked at everything around him blankly, his eyes full of confusion.

"Who am I? Where is this?"

Chen Feng patted his head, and the pain in his mind made him frown.

He stood blankly, looking at the corpses on the ground, his eyes gradually became clear.

"Are they Zhu Youde's people?"

"Who is Zhu Youde?"

"I am Chen Feng?"

"Li Jiajia? Xiaoyu..."

Chen Feng murmured, the memories in his mind gradually revived, and he remembered them in a moment.

Chen Feng, who woke up, burst into cold sweat when he thought of his condition just now.

"Fortunately, there is Han Xuan Bingyan."

Consciousness is burned and forged by the fire, and if you are not careful, it will cause irreparable trauma.

If Han Xuan Bingyan hadn't been constantly stimulating his consciousness, he might have become a fool.

Seeing that some wounds had recovered in his abdomen, Chen Feng crossed his legs to regulate his breathing, and the Liangyi Yin and Yang Technique was used for several cycles.

"It is worthy of being a secret technique that everyone wants to get." Chen Feng sighed like this whenever he practices the Yin-Yang Technique of the Two-Yiyi.

After almost recovering, Chen Feng took back the silver needle and the formation disappeared.

Zhang Ping had just received news from the shadow that Chen Feng had removed the formation. Before he could react, Chen Feng had already appeared in front of him.

Looking at Chen Feng who appeared out of thin air, Zhang Ping put away the things in a panic and looked surprised and surprised: "Chen Feng, are you okay? Is this so good? How did you show up?"
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