Chen Feng was so shocked that he was stunned by Chen Feng's invincible and powerful performance, which was like a god of war.
Chen Feng gave them so much shock today that they all felt that it was natural for Chen Feng to be able to do this.
"Yes! He is Chen Feng!"
"Having created so many miracles, what difficulty does it have for him to do this?"
The way they looked at Chen Feng was almost like looking up to a god!
Chen Fengfeng, in their eyes at this moment, is a kind of magic, an invincible magic!
Chen Feng is like a god!
Originally, during the battle with Chen Feng, Fan Fenghua's expression was very indifferent at the beginning.
Later, after Chen Feng showed his strength, this indifference turned into a burning passion.
But this burning passion is not the kind of enthusiasm that wants to please, but the kind of enthusiasm that is full of challenge and a desire to fight.
As Chen Feng's strength was revealed more and more, this enthusiasm became stronger and stronger.
But now, this fighting spirit has quietly dissipated.
There was a look of horror in his eyes. He looked at Chen Feng and murmured to himself: "No match at all. I am no match for him. There is no way I can defeat him."
"The gap between the two of us can no longer be made up by our fighting will!"
"It's too big. If he reaches out his hand, he can crush me to death!"
"How could Chen Feng be so powerful? How could it be?"
His heart was filled with disbelief, but he knew this was the truth.
And a moment later, suddenly, the fighting spirit in his eyes started to burn again, with blazing enthusiasm.
"Chen Feng, I know that I am no match for you now."
"But who would take me seriously a few years ago? Haven't I killed myself now?"
"Wait, I will practice hard, and I will definitely challenge you in the future!"
"I will make myself qualified to at least fight you! Chen Feng, just wait!"
At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly felt a strange aura fluctuation.
This breath does not belong to any power, but it penetrates deep into Chen Feng's mind, bone marrow, and the deepest part of his heart.
Chen Feng suddenly felt a slight throbbing, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
There was a voice echoing in his heart: "I just vaguely felt a slight fluctuation in luck."
"Unlike any other place, this place actually has luck fluctuations?"
Chen Feng was shocked and immediately felt carefully.
However, he sensed it for a while, but found nothing.
That slight fluctuation of luck suddenly appeared, but then disappeared, leaving Chen Feng unable to capture it.
Chen Feng shook his head and had no choice but to give up.
At this time, the most shocked person in the entire field was Zhao Xingjian.
From the moment Chen Feng killed Shen Chenghong with a single blow, Zhao Xingjian felt as if he was in a dream.
I had an unreal nightmare and tried desperately to wake up, but couldn't.
This handsome young man dressed in white suddenly increased in strength and easily killed the four major worshipers under him one by one.
But he had no choice but to watch helplessly.
His heart was filled with shock and disbelief.
Then, it turned into endless anger.
"How dare he kill my people? How dare he kill my subordinates? How dare he? How come he has such courage?"
Zhao Xingjian's heart was filled with rage.
But the next moment, the ocean-like anger suddenly turned into endless fear.
Because at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly turned around and stared at him.
His gaze was filled with endless coldness and murderous intent.
After seeing his eyes like this, Zhao Xingjian suddenly realized: "I have nothing to rely on now."
"All the masters around me are dead now, and I have severely offended Chen Feng. Chen Feng, can he spare me?"
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt terrified.
At this time, Chen Feng was slowly approaching him.
Seeing Chen Feng walking towards him, the look of fear on Zhao Xingjian's face became even more intense.
He took a step back suddenly, pointed at Chen Feng, and said in a trembling voice: "You, what are you going to do?"
The knife in Chen Feng's hand was dragged upside down on the stone ground, and the blood dripped down the tip of the knife.
Zhao Xingjian knew that this was the blood of the four major sacrifices under him.
Chen Feng said nothing and just walked forward slowly.
The more he said nothing, the more pressure he put on Zhao Xingjian.
Chen Feng slowly walked forward again. Every time Chen Feng took a step forward, Zhao Xingjian took a step back.
His hands were groping around randomly, as if he was looking for something to rely on.
But at this time, everyone around him stayed away.
Everyone could see that he was going to be in trouble, so who would want to stand next to him?
Zhao Xingjian shouted loudly: "You, what on earth are you going to do! Just talk! What are you going to do!"
Chen Feng still didn't say a word and just continued to move forward.
Zhao Xingjian shouted hoarsely, with a hint of crying in his voice: "Please, what are you going to do?"
"Please, please speak!"
He almost had a nervous breakdown!
At this time, Chen Feng finally spoke slowly: "What do I want to do? You still ask me, what do I want to do? Do you still have the nerve to ask?"
Chen Feng's voice was very gentle at first, but later on, it became higher.
At this time, it had turned into angry shouts: "The casino opened by your city lord's mansion owes me three billion dragon blood amethysts!"
"You people from the City Lord's Mansion wantonly humiliated me, Chen Feng!"
"Especially you, Zhao Xingjian! You are so disrespectful to my woman!"
"What do I want to do? What do you think I want to do?"
Chen Feng showed a rare ferocious look on his face: "I want your life!"
"Only your blood can extinguish the anger in my heart!"
At this moment, Chen Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent. This murderous intent was as if it were real, and it hit Zhao Xingjian so hard that he almost suffocated.
It made him feel as if he was suddenly in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and boundless terror surged out.
This scene made him sit down directly on the ground.
Despair and terror welled up in his heart, and he was so frightened by Chen Feng's words that he almost went crazy.
He screamed miserably: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Chen Feng hadn't moved yet. Chen Feng hadn't even made a single move, but he was frightened like this.
Seeing this scene, Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and then a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips.
He looked at the crowd, laughed and said, "Everyone, have you seen it?"
"This is Zhao Xingjian, this is the eldest son of the city lord's palace, this is the young city lord of Tianzi City who is showing off his power!"
