At this moment, everyone looked at Feng Chuge and Wen Ren Zimo, and thought to themselves that these two people were too ignorant. If it were them, they would just give up their position to this little overlord who dominates the side!
On the other side, the guards joined the people behind them and laughed after hearing Feng Chuge's words.
"Hahahaha-or what? You actually asked me what would it be?"
In the blink of an eye, his eyes were instantly sinister. The guard stepped forward and started his hand, punched the wooden pillar beside him with bare hands, "Otherwise, don't blame me, I'm merciless!"
After the guard punched the whole room, he saw that the thick sandalwood cylinder was shaking slightly, and a circular groove was punched out at this moment, and the entire fist penetrated deep into it.
This guard is really powerful!!
Great Spirit Master, with such strength, he can indeed be on the stage!!
The people around him had already fallen silent after seeing this change...
At this moment, Feng Chuge finally raised his head, his eyes followed the guard's arm, and looked at the ebony pillar that had been smashed into a pit by him.
Seeing Feng Chuge's front, the guard was even more proud while being amazed, shaking his head and shaking his head, "How is it? Are you scared? Kneel down and kowtow to the master a few times, and I will spare you!"
The guard was tall and his fists were still stuck in the wooden pillar. He also put on a posture that he thought was casual, waiting for the handsome young man in front of him to kneel down and beg for mercy.
He saw that the young master had red lips and white teeth, and was extremely thin, so he didn't look like a very powerful person.
Moreover, he clearly could not detect the fluctuations of his spiritual power from his predecessors.
In this way, the guards became increasingly determined.
Feng Chuge glanced at the guard's head coldly, curled his red lips, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly: "Let's not talk about your fat body for now, even in terms of size,
If you only punched such a small hole, you will be ashamed of not being ashamed of you."
He spoke directly, his eyes flowed, and he felt very disdainful in his words.
The people around him burst into laughter. No one expected that this soft and weak young man would have such a sharp tongue and hit the vital point with one word.
"I am really worthy of being my master--" Wen Renzimo didn't expect Feng Chuge to say this. He was stunned at first, and then he raised his thumb high.
Others may think that Feng Chuge is a weak young man, but Wen Renzi Mo doesn't think so.
Wen Renzimo still remembers the scene of dealing with Rong Liangjing on the street.
That hand is so beautiful!!
Moreover, he easily used the medicine and was so familiar with various acupoints in the human body. Wen Ren Zimo was almost sure that the person in front of him was an alchemist!!
There were bursts of laughter from the surrounding area, and the guards' faces turned red.
She wanted to show off her strong strength and make the young man afraid, but she didn't expect that she would be ridiculed like this.
"You!" He twisted his thick waist suddenly and retracted his fist, and the wooden chips of the pillars shook to the ground.
"Very good, very good, I'll punish you if you don't want toast." The guard's eyes showed fierce light, and roared towards Feng Chuge, whispering his fist, "Boy, let me teach you today.