Behind him, Xu Changde stood there, safe and sound, with no change at all on his face and no injuries on his body.
Everyone exclaimed at first, and then burst into endless ridicule and ridicule the next moment: "Haha, this Chen Feng turns out to be just pretending!"
"That's right, he created such a huge momentum before, and people thought he was so powerful! But he was just a useless person who was just pretending!"
"He didn't hurt Xu Changde at all!~"
The skinny young man next to Chen Feng also laughed loudly: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, I really made a mistake. I overestimated you before."
"It turns out that you are just pretending to be strong! Your strength is not that great..."
Before he finished speaking, before he could utter the word 'strong', he stopped abruptly, like a chicken being strangled by the neck, and all the words were blocked back in his throat.
The smile on his face froze, and he stared at the court with disbelief.
Not only him, but all the onlookers were like this. They were all cut off from speaking at the same time, staring at the field with disbelief on their faces.
Because, at this moment, they saw that the surface of Xu Chengde's body swelled rapidly, and every blood vessel was exposed, and everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of his blood flowing crazily.
The next moment, countless heat evaporated from the surface of his body, and there were actually flames flowing on the surface of his body.
Then, they saw that in the next second, there was a bang and all the blood in his body quickly burned.
When the flames burned out, Xu Changde's body fell heavily to the ground and turned into ashes, leaving no bones behind!
The seventh sword of the eight desolate annihilations, burning blood!
This is the power of burning blood!
"What?" Everyone let out a huge cry of exclamation: "What on earth is going on?"
"Xu Chengde, who was at the peak of the Eight-Star Martial King, was just killed by Chen Feng?"
Chen Feng stood on the same spot, suddenly stood up straight slowly, and turned around: "Are you convinced?"
Chen Feng then suddenly raised his voice again and roared: "Are you convinced?"
His gaze swept across the crowd, his face full of pride and domineering.
In the entire venue, millions of people were watching, but no one dared to speak. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at Chen Feng in confusion and disbelief!
They all felt that what they saw in front of them was not real, and they felt that they were almost going crazy.
"Oh my god, is this still a human being?"
"How is it possible? How old is he, that is, twenty years old, and he actually killed a peak eight-star Martial King? Could it be said that he has the strength of a nine-star Martial King?"
"This is absolutely not true, this is impossible! There is absolutely no way he has that kind of strength!"
The next moment, the square was like a pot exploding. Everyone was talking crazily and roaring in disbelief!
At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly had a smile on his lips, clenched his fists, and looked up to the sky and roared.
"The Seventh Sword of Eight Desolations and Nirvana, I understand!"
"After today, I can kill all the Eight-Star Martial Kings!"
This roaring sound overwhelmed everyone present. They all fell silent and looked at Chen Feng with awe on their faces.
A strong person deserves people's respect and fear.
Chen Feng stopped laughing, and suddenly looked at everyone in the field with a smile. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the skinny young man, and he looked at him with a smile: "Am I capable, or am I just pretending?"
The skinny young man was frightened. He said blankly: "I, I am...I am wrong, I am wrong!"
"You are extremely powerful. You can't just pretend. I was wrong. Please spare your life!"
He thought Chen Feng was going to kill him, so he was so frightened that he fell to his knees, kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Those who had ridiculed Chen Feng before also fell to their knees one after another, kowtowing and loudly admitting their mistakes.
Chen Feng laughed, but did not pursue them at all.
Will he be as knowledgeable as a group of ants? Will he be angry because of the ants' contempt?
At this moment, Chen Feng no longer had any strength at all. At this moment, the two dragon-like Arhat light pearls in his body had lost all their light, and they were like dead things.
And his martial arts Tianhe, because of the knife just now, was completely dried up, without any power!
But Chen Feng stood up straight proudly, looked at the people in the Colosseum, and shouted: "Who else is there?"
Chen Feng's eyes were cold and he slowly spit out these three words.
No one answered him, no one dared to answer him!
The remaining masters in the Colosseum looked at Chen Feng with fear in their eyes. No one dared to fight him!
The boss said in a trembling voice: "No, there's no one left!"
Chen Feng showed a slight smile and directly held the big boss in one hand. The big boss could even kill Chen Feng at this time, but he didn't even have the strength to do it.
He was even trembling with fear, like a little chicken, afraid that if he made the slightest move, he would be killed by Chen Feng.
Chen Feng carried him towards the cage. Several masters from the Colosseum stopped in front of Chen Feng. Chen Feng didn't say a word. His cold eyes just glanced in front of a few people and he was already frightened.
There was extreme fear on the faces of these people, and they retreated one after another.
Chen Feng scared away these masters with one look.
Then, Chen Feng walked to the cage and ordered sternly: "Why don't you quickly open the cage and release my uncle Dao?"
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you do it quickly?" the boss scolded loudly.
"Yes!" Several experts quickly pressed the buttons, opened the cage, and then untied the chains that tied Uncle Dao's body.
Uncle Dao regained his freedom, raised his arms, and let out a violent roar, full of joy.
Those chains were locked on him, not only blocking his strength, but also causing him extreme pain!
He let out a violent roar and stared at the people around him with murderous intent on his face.
The people in the Colosseum were so frightened that they shrank back, but Chen Feng shook his head slightly and said, "Uncle Dao, calm down."
He actually knew very well that Uncle Dao's current strength should have declined rapidly after using that sword, and he now doesn't have much fighting power.
And Chen Feng doesn't have much fighting power now. If there is a fight, I'm afraid they will be the ones who die in the end.
Uncle Dao listened to Chen Feng's words and immediately calmed down and walked to Chen Feng's side.
Then, Chen Feng threw the big boss to the ground lightly and said calmly: "Let's go."
