Chapter 4112

If Chen Feng is dead, he doesn't have to die.

"Is Chen Feng really dead?"

The crowd screamed in succession.

Someone laughed and said, "I'll tell you, Feng Chen will die under this move!"

Another person scoffed: "Feng Chen, said to be powerful, was simply vulnerable to Sikong Jinglong!"

"That is, he was easily chopped into powder by Sikong Jinglong, and he didn't even have time to fight back!"

"That's it! Deserve it. Dare to provoke Sikong Jinglong with his little strength?"

It seems that they have long seen that Chen Feng's strength is low, far inferior to Sikong Jinglong.

Ma Qiwei, with a wisp of beard and a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at Sikong Jinglong and said with compliments: "elder Sikong is really powerful!"

"How about Feng Chen? He's just a clown in front of you. One move will end it!"

Several strong people around also touted it one after another.

For a moment, everyone had a flattering smile on their faces, desperately flattering Sikong Jinglong and praising him to heaven.

Only the east courtyard presided over the courtyard, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and he was silent!

And Sikong Jinglong also took his sword back and stood, with a reserved smile on his mouth, slowly raised his chin, and said faintly, "it's just a mole of ants. What's it in front of me?"

"If you do it casually, you will be crushed to death!"

His words were full of pride.

Obviously, in his view, Chen Feng was simply vulnerable in front of him.

He didn't pay any attention to Chen Feng.

And he is qualified to think so.

He has killed Feng Chen now!

Everyone nodded and agreed loudly!

However, at this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

After this sound sounded, the scene became silent instantly.

Everyone stayed there, stunned there, and many people were shocked.

Suddenly, the wind swept, and all the powder was blown clean, revealing the situation inside.

Then, they saw that the boy who had turned into powder in their eyes and had been beheaded was still standing there.

A white robe, like snow, is not stained with the slightest dust.

He looked relaxed and indifferent.

Chen Feng looked at Sikong Jinglong, smiled and flicked his fingers, saying faintly, "Sikong Jinglong, are you tickling me?"

Sikong Jinglong, are you tickling me?

As this sentence came out, suddenly, it swept the whole scene like a huge storm.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, looking at the white robed youth standing there foolishly.

Sikong Jinglong's face changed dramatically, and his eyes showed disbelief.

He couldn't help but take a step backward and shouted, "impossible, this is impossible!"

"That sword just now exhausted all my strength!"

"It's the strongest move I can play. I can kill you directly with one sword in Xuantian realm below liuchongtian! Why are you not dead? Why are you safe?"

"How possible!"

As he said this, endless shock filled his heart.

At the same time, a deep chill surged in his heart, making his heart tremble.

A faint fear began to appear in his heart.

Because he knows that this move is the strongest one he can play.

And this move has no effect on Feng Chen!

"Isn't he?"

His heart trembled violently, and he dared not think any more.

Sikong Jinglong's words seemed to break the calm of the scene.

Everyone shouted loudly, "what? Feng Chen is not dead? He is not dead!"

"Yes, he is not only not dead, but also safe!"

"That move just now didn't cause him any harm!"

"How can it be? What kind of monster is Feng Chen? The masters below the sixth heaven in Xuantian realm will be killed in a strong offensive, and he is actually unharmed!"

Everyone shouted loudly.

Just now, those who predicted that Chen Feng would be directly killed by Sikong Jinglong had a red face.

Chen Feng hit them hard in the face with facts!

Pei Muyu cheered.

She flushed with excitement and shouted there.

She is even more excited than Chen Fengfeng himself!

The official document Yao is directly stupid there and hasn't recovered.

The next moment, his face suddenly turned white.

An idea surged up in his heart: "Chen Feng is not dead. How strong is his strength?"

"If Feng Chen is not dead, then I......"

He looked at Chen Feng, his heart suddenly filled with fear, and his whole body trembled, his body like chaff.

Just now, the arrogance, complacency and arrogance disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Just shaking with fear there.

Like little quails rustling in the cold wind.

The head of the East Court laughed and puffed up, sweeping away the silence just now.

Especially, his eyes stared at Ma Qiwei fiercely, his chin raised, and his face was full of contempt.

Ma Qiwei didn't dare to say a word more, but just stayed there!

Chen Feng glanced at several faces.

Those people were the ones who had just mocked him. They had long seen that Feng Chen would be killed by Sikong Jinglong.

He looked at those people, with a smile on his mouth: "you guys, your eyes are really good, and you know me very well."

"I didn't even see that I would be directly killed by Sikong Jinglong. Did you see it?"

Chen Feng smiled and arched his hands: "good eyes, I admire you."

This sentence directly made those people blush.

Chen Feng's words at this time seemed polite, but in fact, they were like a few slaps in the face, severely slapping them in the face, leaving them with no face.

The crowd around made a burst of laughter.

"Haha, these people really lost their faces!"

"Yes, what big tailed wolf was there just now? Now I'm beaten in the face! I deserve it!"

Suddenly, Sikong Jinglong gave a violent roar, like the roar of a wild wolf.

He stared at Chen Feng and roared ferociously, "I don't believe it. I can't kill you today?"

After that, his body flashed, and the long sword fell madly to Chen Feng!

Sword after sword! Ferocious to the extreme!

Chop the ground to pieces!

Everyone was shocked, but Chen Feng stood there with a smile on his mouth.

Even, he looked relaxed, slightly tilted his head, and didn't even start.

Just stand there leisurely.

Sikong Jinglong shouted madly, cutting down one sword after another, cutting ten swords!

And these ten swords also did his best.

After the tenth sword was cut off, Sikong Jinglong suddenly whooped, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out. The whole body shook violently, and he could no longer maintain this blood transformation state.