Although Bahuang Tianmen also belongs to one of the nine forces, it is the one among the nine forces, so although this person is an excellent disciple of the younger generation of Bahuang Tianmen, he has always been less valued among the nine forces.
Therefore, I am extremely jealous of Chen Feng.
At this time, seeing Chen Feng like this, naturally, he fell into the well crazily.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed past.
But Chen Feng didn't attack. Now the most important thing is to fight Yu Taihong.
In Chen Feng's view, Yu Xiangming is like a clown, and he is not worthy of doing it himself.
He was too lazy to pay attention to Yu Xiangming.
So Chen Feng turned around, looked at Yu Taihong, and was about to speak.
At this time, Yu Xiangming saw that Chen Feng didn't speak, and thought he was afraid of himself. He was even more proud. He laughed wildly and said, "Chen Feng, aren't you very good?"
"Aren't you crazy? Why don't you talk now? Have you been stabbed in the pain by me?"
"Is what I guessed true? You hurt yourself on purpose, didn't you?"
"Chen Feng, I really look down on you!" He said with disdain on his face.
At this time, after hearing his words, Chen Feng's body slowly solidified.
He stood where he was, then turned slowly and looked at Yu Xiangming.
When Yu Xiangming came into contact with Chen Feng's eyes, he suddenly trembled, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.
What kind of eyes is Chen Feng's!
It's cold and full of cold killing opportunities, just like the eternal ice in the far north!
Yu Xiangming couldn't help but step back, looked at Chen Feng, and said in a trembling voice, "you, what are you doing?"
"I warn you not to mess around! What are you doing?"
With this look in his eyes, he was scared out of his anger. At this time, there was only fear in his heart.
But soon, he realized how humiliating his move was.
A voice in his heart shouted, "what am I afraid of? Lao Tzu is not weak! What am I afraid of him? How dare he?"
"Even if he wants to fight, he is not necessarily my opponent!"
So he became arrogant again and shouted, "Chen Feng, why are you looking at me with this look? Do you want to kill me with your eyes? Hahaha..."
He is still mocking Chen Feng.
Chen Feng looked at him, slowly stretched out three fingers, and said faintly, "it's no more than three."
"The first time, the second time, I have endured."
"Piansheng, you have to be here forever. Your mouth is so cheap!"
Yu Xiangming's face changed and he was about to speak.
At this time, Chen Feng said coldly, "your mouth is cheap, you should palm your mouth!"
At the next moment, Chen Feng flashed and went straight to Yu Xiangming.
Then he reached out and slowly grabbed Yu Xiangming.
His move seemed slow, but in Yu Xiangming's eyes, it felt like Mount Tai was on the top, and he couldn't resist it at all.
At this moment, his eyes showed fear, and his hands blasted to Chen Feng's left hand, trying to block it.
But how can it be stopped?
There were two clicks, and his two arms were directly broken by Chen Feng.
Then Chen Feng grabbed his neck with one hand, and then, with a slap, a big ear photon in his right hand slapped him in the face.
Directly beat Yu Xiangming's head askew, and his blood flew out with broken teeth.
Five fingerprints appeared on his face.
Then, Chen Feng slapped him in the back hand, slapping his head askew again and spitting blood at his mouth.
Then, another slap in the face! Another slap in the face!
Chen Feng hit six big ear photons, and then stopped.
At this time, Yu Xiangming's face was already beaten and swollen like a pig's head.
Even if it is an acquaintance, I'm afraid I can't recognize it.
Among the crowd, there was a burst of exclamation: "Chen Feng is really brave enough!"
"Yes, the man of the eight wasteland Tianmen, he moved as soon as he said!"
"Deserved it, who told him to dare to provoke Chen Feng!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Ziyue was even more excited and shouted, "brother Chen Feng, play well, play well!"
Yu Xiangming's face flushed.
He was so severely slapped by Chen Feng in front of the crowd that he was completely disgraced and had no face at all.
He shouted madly, "Chen Feng, how dare you hit me like this! How dare you..."
Suddenly, his roar stopped abruptly.
At this time, his eyes showed extreme fear, because he suddenly realized a terrible fact.
Chen Feng, just now easily grabbed him by the neck and slapped him in the face, which means that the strength of the two of them is very different.
Chen Feng wants to clean him up, easy!
He covered his face and stepped back two steps, staring at Chen Feng blankly. He dared not say a word.
Chen Feng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I just said that if you are cheap, you should palm your mouth!"
The crowd laughed again.
Yu Xiangming wanted to find a crack to drill in. Chen Fengli ignored him. In his opinion, Yu Xiangming was like an ant.
If this mole ant hadn't made too much noise, he would be lazy to even move his hands.
What is he?
Then, Chen Feng looked at Yu Taihong and the grandstand.
On the stand, many people from all major sects came, but to Chen Feng's surprise, none of the Xuanyuan family came.
Then Chen Feng was roughly clear in his heart.
I think it should be Xuanyuan Xiaoyue, a member of the Xuanyuan family, who specially sent a message, and told them not to appear, so as not to have too much emotional fluctuation.
Xuanyuan Xiaoyue did this, and Chen Feng was very grateful.
Yu Xiangming only dared to look at Chen Fengfeng with venomous eyes at this time, but he didn't dare to say a word more.
He knew that as long as he dared to say one more word, Chen Feng would immediately punish him severely.
Chen Feng looked at Yu Taihong and said faintly, "Yu Taihong, today, there is no host for the martial arts competition between you and me."
"Then let's discuss it!"
Yu Taihong raised his chin, looked at Chen Feng, looked arrogant, and said, "do you still want to discuss with me? Do you deserve to discuss with me?"
"Listen to your tone, as if you and I are at the same level."
"As everyone knows, you simply disdain to be compared with me."
"Still tell me? Do you match?"
Chen Feng's murderous eyes burst out instantly, staring at him with a sneer: "deserve it or not, you'll know later!"
At the next moment, Chen Feng roared violently, and the gold wire big ring knife suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing straight at Yu Taihong!
"Yu Taihong, dare to fight with me!"
Fight with me
Fight with me
The sound spread far away.
"Fight with me? You deserve it?" Yu Taihong disdained with a smile.
He shook his body on the chair, and the bone burst. Then he said lazily, "well, since you come to die, I'll make you happy."