Their hearts were full of regret, regretting that they should not have offended Chen Feng.
Except for Shen Qingyu and Shen Tongguang, who were seriously injured and on the verge of death, the six brothers of the Shen family had the proud smiles on their faces completely frozen just now.
The loud clamor seemed to still be echoing, but their expressions were already frozen there.
The proud look on his face had not dissipated, but it had already turned into a strong fear.
Shen Yangxu was extremely frightened at this time, because he had seen how powerful Chen Feng was, and he had also been severely dealt with by Chen Feng.
At this time, her body was shaking violently.
He felt that every part of his body was aching.
The extremely painful feeling from Chen Feng's beating that day surged in like a tide, sweeping her up in an instant, making him even more frightened to the extreme.
He fell off the chair and looked at Chen Feng, shouting loudly.
However, I couldn't say a word.
A bright smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, he looked at the sky and whispered to himself: "I feel that I don't need to practice other martial arts at all."
"If there is any enemy, just punch them away."
"Under the huge force of 1.2 billion kilograms, everything was destroyed!"
Of course, Chen Feng knew that this was just a joke.
At this time, Chen Feng was also breathing heavily, his chest was heaving, and his face was a little pale.
At this time, the shadows of the twelve ancient golden dragons in his dantian had become so faint that they were almost invisible.
Even his Dantian felt a sharp pain.
The meridians all over the body were almost broken!
A wry smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "This is the result of using twelve ancient golden dragons in succession, with a huge force of 12 billion kilograms!"
"Now, I can use it twice in a row at most."
"The second time I used it, I already tried my best."
"The third time, it is estimated that my cultivation level will be destroyed after this punch, and my entire Dantian will explode."
"Although I can use this 1.2 billion kilograms of power now, it is far from being able to use it at will!"
At this time, Chen Feng was full of expectations for forging his own powerful and supreme fighting body.
After the battle body is completed, it will be able to exert a strength of 12 billion kilograms with every movement of its hands!
Just move your hands and feet casually, and you will have the power you have now!
At this time, Chen Feng suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere in the crowd.
And when they felt his gaze, suddenly, with a snap, the people there moved aside to make way for an open space.
It also made people see a person standing in the middle of the open space.
It is Cheng Junai.
Cheng Junai stood there, his face pale and his body like chaff. When he saw Chen Feng looking at him, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with despair.
Chen Feng looked at him: "Your name is Cheng Junai, right?"
"Now……"
He waved his hands in the air twice: "Does your face hurt?"
In an instant, Cheng Junai's face turned from pale to red. Everyone's eyes fell on him, and a burst of ridicule suddenly sounded.
"Cheng Junai was completely slapped in the face this time."
"Yes, he was still jumping up and down there, provoking Chen Feng. Little did he know that in Chen Feng's eyes, he was just a clown."
"That's right, Chen Feng doesn't even bother to get acquainted with him. He doesn't even bother to slap him in the face. He is not qualified to be slapped in the face by Chen Feng."
"Yes, but he still wants to get close to him. If this is the case, then Chen Feng should reluctantly hit him in the face!"
"Haha, I was beaten several times in succession. One time was not enough. I had to get beaten up again!"
"This Cheng Junai is such a bitch!"
Cheng Junai stood there, head lowered, trembling all over, not sure whether he was angry or scared.
He felt that he had lost all face. Every word he said was like a slap in the face, making him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
But now, obviously, compared with the face problem, what is more important and needs to be solved is the problem of his life.
Because, he saw that Chen Feng had slowly walked towards him.
Extreme fear flashed in his eyes, and he shrank back, trying to hide among the crowd.
At the same time, he lowered his head and kept whispering in his heart: "Don't see me, don't see me, don't come to me, don't come to me."
But where will he retreat?
Everyone retreated in other directions, always leaving him alone.
Finally, he had no choice but to retreat.
Because, at this time, Chen Feng had already arrived in front of him.
Chen Feng looked at him with a cold smile on his lips.
He just stood here without saying a word, but he seemed to have endless pressure, pressing hard towards Cheng Junai.
These pressures were so severe that Cheng Junai was frightened and his whole body trembled.
He looked at Chen Feng, raised his head, his eyes filled with fear, and then quickly lowered his head.
Chen Feng still didn't speak and still looked at him like this.
Cheng Junai was sweating profusely on his forehead. He felt like his head was unclear, his eyesight was blurred, and he seemed to have a mental breakdown.
Finally, he could no longer bear the tremendous pressure.
His heart was filled with fear, he knew that Chen Feng would kill him soon.
With a plop, his legs softened and he fell to his knees directly, kowtowing repeatedly and crying: "Chen Feng, please, please, don't kill me!"
Chen Feng looked at him, smiled and said, "Now you know how to beg for mercy? Why were you so arrogant just now?"
"Aren't you the one who was so arrogant just now?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I look down on others, please forgive me!"
"Don't treat me like a fool and treat me like a fart!"
While he was there, you were crying and begging, your posture already lowered to the dust.
Chen Feng laughed loudly: "Did I treat you like a fart?"
"Sorry, you are worse than a fart in front of me!"
He knelt down and gently patted Cheng Junai's face.
He smiled and said, "Does it hurt from being hit in the face?"
"It hurts! It hurts like hell." Cheng Junai trembled.
Chen Feng's voice was leisurely: "I originally wanted to slap you in the face once or twice, but I didn't expect that you would humiliate yourself and bring your face up to me again and again."
"If I didn't hit you, I would be really sorry for you, don't you think so?"
Cheng Junai was trembling with fear, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely, but he couldn't say a word.
At this time, Chen Feng's expression became colder, and suddenly his palm slowly fell down, and it hit the top of his head.
Suddenly, Cheng Junai's whole body trembled violently, and his begging for mercy stopped abruptly.
He looked at Chen Feng blankly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
