He said loudly and arrogantly: "Chen Feng is not worthy to be compared with my master at all. To compete with him would be my master's shame!"
"The master is humiliated, and as a slave like me, if I can't help him share his worries, then I should die!"
"I want to kill this little brat Chen Feng. I want him to know the consequences of daring to offend my master!"
A sneer appeared on his face, and he stared at Chen Feng, his eyes full of contempt: "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of competing with my master?"
"I'm telling you, I can easily kill you without my master taking any action!"
"Remember, it's easy and effortless!"
As he spoke, he turned his palm over and said with a smile, "It's that easy!"
Everyone onlookers made a huge discussion: "It turns out that this Qi Yuanliang is actually the slave of Lord Lieyang!"
"In his opinion, Chen Feng cannot be compared with the First Young Master Lie Yang. Fighting with him is the First Young Master Lie Yang's shame."
Someone next to me said disdainfully: "It's not just him who thinks so, I think so too."
"Haha, what a coincidence, I thought so too."
Many people laughed.
Someone shook his head and said: "This is Chen Feng. I have heard that he has a little reputation before. I heard that he can be regarded as an outstanding disciple in Wudong Academy. But unfortunately, he is far from being able to compete with Lieyang."
If you compare him to the eldest son, the eldest son Lieyang can crush him to death with just one finger!"
Most people felt that Chen Feng was no match for Young Master Lieyang and was not even qualified to be compared with him.
In fact, at this time, the battle between Chen Feng and Young Master Lieyang had already spread throughout Tianyuan Imperial City.
The reason for this is naturally because the Lieyang family added fuel to the fire. They secretly ordered people to publicize it all over Tianyuan Imperial City, and even posted notices to tell everyone about it.
And their purpose is very simple, that is, to let everyone know, to make that day a grand event, and to let Young Master Lieyang defeat and kill Chen Feng in front of everyone, so that even if he dies, he will not be able to stand up.
By the way, let the eldest son Lieyang become more famous.
To put it bluntly, they just want to step on Chen Feng, who has recently become famous, and use him as a stepping stone to regain their prestige!
Chen Feng smiled and said: "You think my strength is average, don't you?"
"Of course!" Qi Yuanliang said proudly: "Unlike you, I am an out-and-out master. A master must naturally behave like a master!"
He suddenly looked at Chen Feng and said mockingly: "It's not like some people can only pretend but have no ability at all."
He pointed at Chen Feng and said, "Look at that giant knife behind your back. It weighs at least tens of millions of kilograms, right?"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Twenty-seven million catties!"
Everyone in the audience exclaimed: "Twenty-seven million catties? What is this concept?"
"Isn't this too heavy? Who can lift such a heavy weapon!"
"Okay, stop pretending." Qi Yuanliang said with a smile: "You can't even lift this knife, let alone use it."
Chen Feng looked at Qi Yuanliang with a smile and said, "You think I can't afford this knife, right?"
Qi Yuanliang thought that he had seen through Chen Feng's strength at this time, and he was convinced in his heart that in his opinion, Chen Feng was just the Seven-Star Martial King. No matter how strong he was, how strong could he be?
He said: "That's..."
Before the words "Of course" came out of his mouth, his expression was frozen there, because Chen Feng had already walked to the iron box and picked up the blood-stained giant knife.
Qi Yuanliang's face froze, first turning red, then turning blue, as if he had been slapped in the face, extremely embarrassed and disgraced.
Chen Feng waved the blood-stained giant sword as if holding a straw, very relaxed, and said with a smile: "So, what am I picking up now?"
Everyone around burst into laughter, and Qi Yuanliang felt that he had lost face even more. He became angry and said sternly: "So what? Even if you are picked up, you are still a waste, and you are still no match for me!"
Chen Feng sneered and said, "Really?"
Qi Yuanliang felt that if he continued to speak, he would only lose face even more. He was eager to kill Chen Feng to save face for himself.
So, he roared: "You little beast, die!"
Chen Feng said calmly: "Why are some people so anxious to die?"
There was a burst of ridicule from the crowd: "This Chen Feng is still uttering arrogant words until now!"
"That's right, he will be killed by Qi Yuanliang in the next moment. How dare he say such a thing?"
But the next moment, they were all dumbfounded, their mouths wide open, and their faces showed extreme shock.
They seemed to see a bolt of lightning flashing across the sky.
No one can describe the charm of this sword. This sword is so stunning, so domineering, and so powerful. They feel that their eyes are filled with endless light, making them unable to open their eyes at all.
And when they opened their eyes again, they saw that Qi Yuanliang's figure was stagnant.
His offensive had just started, and his figure had already solidified there before he even had time to leave the ground!
The next moment, there was a sudden loud bang, and Qi Yuanliang's body split into two halves and flew out. Blood splashed on those who were close, covering his body and face.
Chen Feng looked at Qi Yuanliang's body, with a sneer on his lips and said: "Pretend, keep pretending! I chopped you with a knife, now who are you pretending to?"
Everyone was shocked, they didn't even know what happened.
It wasn't until a while later that he let out a huge exclamation: "How is this possible?"
"Chen Feng actually killed Qi Yuanliang, who was at the peak of the Nine-Star Martial King, and he only used one move! He is too powerful!"
They were all shocked!
At this time, Chen Feng just stood there, closing his eyes and looking at him slightly to experience the feeling of the sword. When Chen Feng grabbed the blood-stained giant sword just now, he felt a sense of spiritual connection.
And when he slashed out with the knife, the feeling of spiritual connection made him extremely comfortable, as if the knife had become a part of Chen Feng's body, and it was extremely smooth.
Chen Feng fell in love with this feeling almost instantly!
Moreover, Chen Feng just felt that after using this sword, his speed increased by at least 30%, and the power and power of his sword also increased by 30%.
Chen Feng was overjoyed: "As expected of a sixth-grade king's weapon, the effect of the blood-stained giant sword is really powerful!"
However, what made him a little worried was that after the knife was slashed out, Chen Feng felt that the blood in his body seemed to boil for a moment.
