Chapter 42

Chapter 42 against cuizhenshan

Elder sun looked at Han Cong not far from him and laughed, "elder Han, it seems that someone is afraid of the enemy and dare not come! What a shame. Such a person is also worthy of being a disciple of Qianyuan sect?"

Han Cong was not far away from him. He glanced at sun Changlao and said faintly, "maybe something has been delayed. Elder sun, you should be glad, because if Chen Feng comes, you will regret it."

He was also anxious, but he couldn't show it.

Sun Changlao seemed to hear something funny, and laughed, "joke, what a joke!"

Next to him were several ordinary elders of the outer gate, all of whom echoed.

An elder smiled, "brother Han, don't hold on. Who doesn't know that the waste can't practice? Even if you get a little adventure occasionally, you can't go further with some strength."

"That's right." Another elder sneered, "he is the same as his master. When he has a little ability, he will be successful and rampant. He does evil everywhere. In the end, he has not been punished by heaven?"

This elder has been punished by Yan Qingyu before, and he has always held a grudge. Yan Qingyu died, and he was not afraid. He didn't miss any opportunity to slander Yan Qingyu.

Han Cong suddenly turned back, stared at him, his eyes were like cold electricity, and stopped drinking, "say it again!"

The elder was stared at by his eyes, and his heart suddenly clicked.

He glanced at elder sun and saw him nodding slightly to himself. He suddenly became bolder and exclaimed, "what's the matter with me? Isn't what I said true? So many of our senior brothers and sisters are sitting here. Ask, who doesn't agree with what I said?"

Elder sun and others agreed one after another. What he said was very unpleasant. Han Cong's face turned white and his anger rose.

But his fists were hard to defeat his four hands, and he couldn't fight in such a good day. His heart was so oppressed that he almost burst!

At this time, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd not far away.

"Come, come."

Everyone looked in one direction.

A young man in blue, with long hair like ink, separated from the crowd and walked slowly towards this side.

He is not old, but his bearing is very calm and concise, and his eyes are deep and peaceful.

It's Chen Feng.

He was empty handed and did not carry two foot snake teeth in his hand.

The crowd was silent for a moment. Suddenly, a teenager shouted, "waste, you can't be brother Cui's opponent. Now admit defeat and knock a hundred times. Brother Cui may let you go."

Chen Feng heard the words and paused, looking at him coldly.

Touching Chen Feng's eyes, the man was cold all over, as if he had been doused by a basin of cold water.

Chen Feng pointed at him, his palm gently fanned in the air twice, and said faintly, "later, I'll swell your face!"

With that, he turned away without looking at him.

The disciple's face rose like a pig's liver, and he was too angry to speak.

Chen Feng walked to the arena, opposite Cui Zhenshan.

"Boy, you are arrogant!"

Cui Zhenshan sneered.

"Now even if you kneel down and kowtow a hundred times and a thousand times without making a sound, I will break your bones all over your body, pull out your tendons all over your body, and let you howl miserably for three days and three nights. After that, it hurts to death!"

Chen Feng frowned.

Cui Zhenshan approached, lowered his life, and said coldly, "you know, my master deliberately arranged for me to fight you."

"I'll abolish you and vent my anger for the young master! My other two younger martial brothers died in your hands, right? Today, I will avenge them!"

"I said, how could it be so coincident that I met you in the first scene, which was deliberately arranged?"

Chen Feng sneered, "you really took great pains."

"What is this? The good play is still behind!"

Cui Zhenshan smiled darkly and said, "do you have Han Cong as your backer?"

"Tell you, not only you will die, Han Cong will also die, and Han yu'er will become a plaything for my young master. My young master has been interested in this girl for a long time!"

"Haha, maybe it's the crotch plaything of all our martial brothers! My young master always likes to give us the things he's tired of!"

"If you are still alive, you can see how she was abused by us."

"Of course, Han Cong's death will be an accident. Everyone can't say anything!"

Cui Zhenshan regarded Chen Feng as a mortal and had no scruples about speaking in front of him.

He mentioned Han Cong and Han yu'er, which made Chen Feng's face suddenly become cold and fierce.

"Why so much nonsense? Have you finished farting?" Chen Feng said impatiently.

He said to the referee nearby, "can we start now?"

The old man looked at them expressionless, waved his hand, and announced loudly, "waizong, the 74th game of the first round of the big match, officially begins! The duel is between Cui Zhenshan and Chen Feng!"

Hundreds of people around the challenge arena were making a lot of noise, and they didn't suppress his voice. Everyone heard it clearly.

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at the arena.