Someone laughed and said: "Let me tell you, Feng Chen will definitely die under this move!"
Someone else said with ridicule: "This Feng Chen is said to be powerful, but he is completely vulnerable to Sikong Jinglong!"
"That's right, Sikong Jinglong was easily chopped into pieces, and he didn't even have time to fight back!"
"That's right! He deserves it. With his meager strength, he still dares to provoke Sikong Jinglong?"
It seemed that they had long seen that Chen Feng was weak and far inferior to Sikong Jinglong.
Ma Qiwei tied his beard with a smile on his face. He looked at Sikong Jinglong and said with a full face of compliments: "Elder Sikong is really awesome!"
"Then Feng Chen is just a clown in front of you, no matter how good he is, and he can be finished with one move!"
Several strong men around him also praised him one after another.
For a moment, everyone had flattering smiles on their faces, praising Sikong Jinglong desperately and lifting him to the sky.
Only the head of the East Campus had a sneer on his lips and remained silent!
Sikong Jinglong also put away his sword and stood up, with a reserved smile on his lips, slowly raised his chin, and said lightly: "It's just a mere ant. What does it mean in front of me?"
"If you take any action, you will be crushed to death!"
There was a strong sense of arrogance in his words.
Obviously, in his opinion, Chen Feng was completely vulnerable to him.
He didn't take Chen Feng seriously at all.
And he is qualified to think so.
He has now killed Feng Chen!
Everyone nodded and loudly agreed!
But, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
And after this voice sounded, the scene instantly fell into silence.
Everyone stayed there, stunned, and many people had shocked expressions on their faces.
Suddenly a wind swept through, and all the powder was blown away, revealing the situation inside.
Then, they saw that the young man who had turned into powder in their eyes and had been killed was still standing there.
She was wearing a white robe like snow, not stained by any dust.
His expression was relaxed and indifferent.
Chen Feng looked at Sikong Jinglong, smiled, flicked his fingers, and said lightly: "Sikong Jinglong, are you tickling me?"
Sikong Jinglong, are you tickling me?
As soon as these words were spoken, suddenly, like a huge storm, it swept over the entire scene in an instant.
For a moment, everyone was stunned, looking stupidly at the young man in white robe standing there.
Sikong Jinglong's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed disbelief.
He couldn't help but take a step back and shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible!"
"That sword blow just now used up all my strength!"
"This is the strongest move I can make. If you are below the sixth level of the Xuantian Realm, I can directly kill you with one sword! Why are you not dead? Why are you safe and sound?"
"How is that possible!"
When he said these words, he felt endless shock in his heart.
At the same time, a deep chill surged in his heart, making his heart tremble.
An extreme fear began to arise in his heart.
Because he knew very well that this move was the strongest move he could make.
But this move had no effect on Feng Chen!
"Then isn't he?"
His heart trembled violently and he no longer dared to think about it any more.
Sikong Jinglong's words seemed to break the calm of the scene.
Everyone exclaimed in great exclamation: "What? Feng Chen is not dead? He is not dead!"
"Yes, not only is he not dead, he is also safe and sound!"
"That move just now didn't cause any harm to him!"
"How is it possible? What kind of monster is this Feng Chen? A powerful attack that would kill masters below the sixth level of Xuantian Realm, but he was unscathed!"
Everyone let out loud exclamations.
But just now, the faces of those who predicted that Chen Feng would be directly killed by Sikong Jinglong turned red.
Chen Feng slapped them in the face with the facts!
Pei Muyu cheered.
Her face flushed with excitement and she shouted loudly.
She is even more excited than Chen Fengfeng himself!
As for Gong Wenyao, he was just dumbfounded and had not yet come to his senses.
The next moment, his face suddenly turned pale.
A thought suddenly came to his mind: "Chen Feng is not dead yet, how strong is he?"
"If Feng Chen is not dead, then I..."
He looked at Chen Feng, his heart suddenly filled with fear, his whole body trembled, and his body was like chaff.
The arrogance, pride, and shouting just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.
I was just shaking with fear.
Like a little quail rustling in the cold wind.
The head of the East Courtyard burst out laughing, elated, and swept away the silence just now.
Especially the way he stared at Ma Qiwei fiercely, with his chin raised and his face full of contempt.
Ma Qiwei didn't dare to say a word, just stayed there!
Chen Feng's eyes swept across several people's faces.
Those people were the same people who had just mocked him, and Yan Dao had already known that Feng Chen would be killed by Sikong Jinglong.
He looked at those people with a smile on his lips: "Guys, you guys have really good eyesight, and you know me well."
"I didn't even notice that I would be directly killed by Sikong Jinglong, but you actually noticed it?"
With a smile on his lips, Chen Feng cupped his hands and said, "I admire your beautiful eyes."
This sentence directly made those people's faces turn red.
What Chen Feng said at this time seemed to be polite, but in fact it was nothing more than a few slaps on their faces, making them lose face.
The people around him burst into laughter.
"Haha, these people really have no face!"
"Yeah, what kind of big-tailed wolf were you pretending to be? Now you're slapped in the face! You deserve it!"
Suddenly, Sikong Jinglong let out a violent roar, like the roar of a wild wolf.
He stared at Chen Feng and roared ferociously: "I still don't believe it anymore, I can't kill you today?"
After saying that, his body flashed, and the long sword fell crazily towards Chen Feng!
One sword after another! Extremely ferocious!
That piece of ground was chopped into pieces!
Everyone was shocked, but Chen Feng stood there with a smile on his lips.
He even looked relaxed, tilted his head slightly, and didn't even make a move.
Just stood there leisurely.
Sikong Jinglong roared crazily, and slashed down with one sword after another, a total of ten swords!
And with these ten swords, he tried his best.
After the tenth sword fell, Sikong Jinglong suddenly let out a loud sound and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
His whole body shook violently, and he could no longer maintain his bloodline transformation state.
