Many people looked at Chen Feng with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
"It's bad. This Chen Feng is hated by Zhou Yangbing. I'm afraid he will be killed soon! He won't even be able to survive for half an hour!"
Someone curled their lips and said, "Half an hour? I don't think he can even survive for a cup of tea."
The person who spoke was none other than Chai Deyu.
He said disdainfully: "Chen Feng actually dares to provoke Zhou Yangbing. Isn't he looking for death?"
"That's right."
An old man with a kind-hearted look on his face said: "Zhou Yangbing is a master in the early stage of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor. The one-eyed old man next to him should be about the same strength as him."
"He has several Eight-Star Martial Emperors under him."
"And what about Chen Feng? He's just a six-star martial emperor!"
The old man who spoke sighed: "If Chen Feng dares to offend him, he won't even need Zhou Yangbing to take action in a while. Any one of his men can kill Chen Feng with just a strike."
"Yes!" Everyone nodded.
At this time, someone did not agree with this statement and said loudly: "I heard that Chen Feng is the first member of the Xuanyuan family's outer sect and already possesses a ten thousand-year-level martial spirit."
Hearing the words "Wannian Wuhun", Chai Deyu's eyes flashed with intense jealousy.
He gritted his teeth and said disdainfully: "What's the use of the ten thousand year martial spirit?"
"No matter how many thousand years of martial arts, he is still not a six-star martial emperor? If he is a six-star martial emperor, then he is a waste, and he will die in the hands of Zhou Yangbing!"
Most people nodded in agreement with his opinion.
Chai Deyu felt extremely happy. Looking at Chen Feng, he seemed to have seen the scene where he was killed by Zhou Yangbing.
Someone said in a voice full of regret: "This Chen Feng, what a pity. He is a six-star Martial Emperor in his early twenties. His achievements in the future are limitless, but he has messed with people he shouldn't have messed with."
Most people think that Chen Feng is already a dead man!
Not many people think highly of him.
Chen Feng and his group walked forward.
After Ji Caixuan and Chen Ziyuan heard Zhou Yangbing's threat, they didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, they both looked at each other.
Ji Caixuan said softly: "It's ridiculous."
Chen Ziyuan also curled her lips disdainfully: "If he dares to come, let him never come back."
Lu Yutang was a little worried when he heard what they said, and said: "Brother Chen, how about you stay in my auction house for a few days first?"
Chen Feng shook his head and smiled and said: "Thank you, Brother Lu, for your kindness, but there is no need for it."
Lu Yutang still advised: "Brother Chen, this is not a shameful thing."
"Just stay for a few days and wait until the limelight has passed before you leave."
Chen Feng remained firm and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, don't worry, I know what you are worried about."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me."
Seeing that he spoke so firmly, Lu Yutang felt relieved and personally escorted him to the door of the Seven Star Auction House.
Outside the Seven Star Auction House is a huge square.
Chen Feng and others had just arrived at the square when a cold roar sounded from behind him: "Chen Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Today, this is the place where you will die!"
The voice was familiar, it was Zhou Yangbing.
Chen Feng turned around and saw Zhou Yangbing walking over with those people, surrounding them in the middle.
When I saw this scene, I glanced around and there were a lot of onlookers around me.
In the blink of an eye, the number of people watching had reached tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, and there were still people pushing their way up.
Many of the onlookers were the same people who were in the first-level auction house just now!
They looked at Chen Feng and Zhou Yangbing, with a look of gloating on their faces.
"Hey, Chen Feng is in big trouble this time. He humiliated Zhou Yangbing so much in the auction house. As a result, he was blocked by Zhou Yangbing as soon as he left the auction house. I don't know how Zhou Yangbing will deal with him today."
"No matter how we deal with him, Chen Feng will definitely die."
Chai Deyu stood in the crowd and said with a cold face: "He is completely incomparable to Zhou Yangbing. As long as Zhou Yangbing takes action, he will definitely die!"
Everyone looked like they were watching a good show.
But at this time, Chen Feng did not have any panic, but was calm and composed.
He crossed his arms and looked at Zhou Yangbing, smiling and saying: "My dear grandson, what's wrong? Do you miss your grandpa so much?"
"We were separated for less than a moment, and you quickly caught up with your people? Do you want to quickly recognize your ancestors and return to the clan, or do you want to kowtow to me and call me grandpa a few more times?"
As soon as Chen Feng said these words full of joking, the crowd burst into laughter.
Many people laughed, remembering the scene in the big auction where Zhou Yangbing kowtowed to Chen Feng and called him grandpa!
Upon hearing these words, Zhou Yangbing's face instantly turned livid, and he was extremely angry.
He gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "Boy, how dare you talk about this?"
Zhou Yangbing stared at Chen Feng with cold eyes: "Boy, now take out the two things you snatched from my hand before."
"Then, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me three hundred times, call me grandpa three hundred times, and I will let you die a happy death."
He gritted his teeth and hated Chen Feng so much.
This was done to take revenge on Chen Feng.
Chen Feng looked at her with a smile and said lightly: "Hey, there are quite a lot of conditions, so what if I don't do it?"
"What if you don't do it?" Zhou Yangbing said coldly: "I have many means to make you regret it later. I will make your death extremely painful!"
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and said with a teasing smile: "I remember, that's what you said the first time the two of us competed for the knife box in the auction house."
"As a result, you lost to me and lost all face."
"You told me the same thing the second time when the two of us competed for the True Spirit Art of Sword Controlling. As a result, you lost miserably in the end and even knelt down and kowtowed to me and grandpa."
"I'm really looking forward to this time!"
This time, the crowd burst into laughter again.
Chai Deyu gritted his teeth and said coldly: "He's just a fanatic who can only use words and words. Everything has to come down to strength."
"Without strength, you are nothing."
"That's right." Someone next to him nodded and said, "Chen Feng can only show off his words here, but he will be dumbfounded if they really start fighting later."
"Yes, any one person can kill him. Why should he fight? What should he rely on? The woman next to him?" Chai Deyu said disdainfully!
These words reached Chen Feng's ears.
Chen Feng glanced at him lightly, but said no more!
People around were talking a lot.
Most people thought that Chen Feng would inevitably die this time.
