When she said the last sentence, she deliberately raised her voice, and her voice was full of ridicule.
Que Qianqian was quite chivalrous, but she couldn't stand this kind of thing, and she was filled with righteous indignation.
At this time, an old voice suddenly rang out: "Haha, little guy, you have a very explosive temper. You are quite like my ancestor back then!"
As soon as this voice sounded, Chen Feng and the other three were shocked because they discovered that the voice did not come from a certain direction, but came from all directions, as if countless people were speaking from all directions at the same time!
And this was not just as simple as speaking. In an instant, extremely powerful sound waves suddenly appeared and squeezed hard towards the three of them.
Uncle Dao and Que Qianqian both groaned, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
Chen Feng also felt that at this moment, his heart was beating wildly outwards, his blood pressure was being squeezed out crazily, and the blood in his body was almost burning.
At this moment, he felt dizzy, felt extremely uncomfortable, and blood almost burst out of his body.
But Chen Feng was powerful after all, so he held back forcefully!
There was a hint of horror on the faces of the three people: "Just the sound is enough to cause us such a huge shock. What if we really do it?"
In the glacier in front of him, an old man slowly emerged.
This man was tall and dressed in a red robe, as bright as blood. He was already old and showed an obvious age. Most of his red hair was graying, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines.
Chen Feng even smelled a hint of decay from his body.
Obviously, his time is short.
The old man looked at Chen Feng and said slowly: "Little guy, are you Chen Feng? I've been waiting here for a long time."
Chen Feng said coldly: "Did you rob Chen Ziyuan?"
"Hahahaha..." The old man smiled disdainfully: "How could I do such a boring and low-level thing? Someone else robbed Chen Ziyuan."
"It's just that you should realize that this is a trap, a trap to lure you out!"
Chen Feng looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Are you from the Chiyan family?"
He felt a familiar breath.
The old man in red robe said proudly: "Yes, I am the last head of the Chiyan family, Chiyanhong!"
"I don't care whether you are red or green!" Que Qianqian shouted sternly: "Stop talking nonsense, it's just a fight!"
As he spoke, he gave a sharp shout, took out the sword in his hand, and stabbed the old man in red robe fiercely!
At the same moment, Chen Feng pushed the mountain and struck out with both palms.
Uncle Dao unsheathed his long sword and used his most powerful move to slash at Chi Yanhong!
The three of them were all using their strongest moves at the same moment!
"It's ridiculous to think that a fly can shake a big tree!" The old man said lightly with a look of contempt on his face.
Then, he brushed his sleeves.
Suddenly, an extremely tyrannical force surged in and directly hit Chen Feng and the others.
The powerful offensive launched by Chen Feng and the others was shattered in an instant, and then they felt as if they had hit a huge iron mountain.
The next moment, majestic power suddenly shook out!
Que Qianqian and Uncle Dao next to Chen Feng each let out a groan, and then the groan turned into a shrill scream.
Both of them spurted blood and hit the ground heavily.
In an instant, the snow-white ice was stained with a thick layer of blood.
After the two of them landed on the ground, they were still vomiting blood crazily and trembling all over.
There were even fragments of internal organs in the blood, and their bones were almost broken.
At that moment, Chen Feng also felt an extremely powerful force rushing towards him, with an unrivaled and irresistible tyrannical attitude.
Chen Feng also spurted out a mouthful of blood, stared and stepped back more than ten steps, and his chest sank directly.
His injuries were only slightly stronger than those of Uncle Dao and Que Qianqian, but he was still seriously injured.
It was just a face-to-face meeting. The old man didn't even use his strength. He just lightly shook his sleeves and beat Chen Feng seriously. He also beat Uncle Dao and Que Qianqian to the point of death!
The red-robed old man said calmly: "Chen Feng, you don't have to resist. It's meaningless. The three of you combined will not be my opponent."
"I am a four-star Martial Emperor peak master!"
After hearing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart: "Chi Yanhong is too strong! So strong that it's suffocating!"
Once you step into the four-star Martial Emperor realm, you will have the power of the eight realms of heaven and earth. How much is the peak of the four-star Martial Emperor?
Ten paths? Twelve paths? Or fourteen paths?
The strength gap between him and Chi Yanhong was unimaginable.
But how could Chen Feng give in?
He slowly stood up straight, forced himself to stand, and then took a deep breath.
Suddenly, behind him, a ray of orange power of heaven and earth quietly appeared.
Then, Chen Feng roared violently.
His orange power of heaven and earth, equivalent to four cyan powers of heaven and earth, all poured into the Pearl of Light of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.
Chen Feng yelled crazily: "King Kong pushes the mountain!"
Pushing out both palms, the power of fifty-one thousand dragons exploded!
"Is this the power of orange heaven and earth? The rare power of orange heaven and earth!"
Chi Yanhong sighed and said: "Your talent is really excellent. It is really enviable to me, an old man! But what a pity!"
His voice became gloomy and cold: "Today, you will die here!"
As he said that, he slapped it with his palm.
Chen Feng's palms collided with each other with a bang. Like a kite with its string broken, Chen Feng flew out again and hit a glacier.
But Chi Yanhong downplayed it without any damage!
After Chen Feng was knocked away by this punch, he was also seriously injured and on the verge of death, just like Uncle Dao and Que Qianqian's injuries.
Chi Yanhong walked up to Chen Feng and looked down at him.
Chen Feng felt that his entire body had been torn apart, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe. But even so, he did not accept his fate. He was still thinking about how to resist.
His mind was spinning rapidly.
"Do you know?" The old man looked at Chen Feng with a hint of emotion in his tone: "Chen Feng, when I was as old as you, I had not even broken through to the Martial Emperor Realm."
"It wasn't until I was forty years old that I broke through and entered the Martial Emperor Realm."
He looked at Chen Feng and asked: "How many stars is your current strength equivalent to that of a Martial Emperor?"
Chen Feng said in a deep voice: "The Peak of the Three-Star Martial Emperor!"
"Haha, the Three-Star Martial Emperor is at his peak. It's so awesome. It's really awesome. A hero comes from a young age!"
