Chen Feng was not affected at all now, which made the thin man feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't worry." The fat woman stopped him and thought of a possibility.

"Are other families threatening you? We can double the conditions they have put forward."

The fat woman only thought of these two possibilities, otherwise Chen Feng would have no reason to refuse unless he was really impatient to live.

"Don't be afraid of those families. As long as you tell us what we want, no one can take your life!"

Chen Feng only found it funny to say about the fat woman.

"Who sent you?"

"You will know naturally when you go with us."

"Is that true?" Chen Feng smiled coldly. Once he went with them, the one who waited for him was death.

"Since I don't want to say it, don't blame me for being rude."

Chen Feng didn't want to attack them, but he couldn't resist some people rushing to die.

"What do you mean?" The fat woman noticed a trace of danger and always felt that something had been ignored by them.

The thin man looked distracted: "Speak nonsense to him, just catch him back and hand him over to the young master!"

As he said that, the thin man's palms faced each other with his hands, his fingers formed claws, and the mist surging in the air rushed towards him one after another.

After a few breaths, a smoke-torn black ball gathered in his hand, and the ball was directly towards Chen Feng.

"Don't let him die." The fat woman stood aside, thinking that she didn't take action. In her opinion, it was enough to catch Chen Feng's thin man.

Because of the fat woman's words, the black mist changed shape in the air and rushed towards Chen Feng's hands and feet.

Chen Feng punched, and the fog was blown away, but it returned to its original state in the next second, imprisoning his hands and feet.

Chen Feng struggled hard, but the fog became tighter.

"It's a little bit interesting."

Most of this kind of fog is used to hide your body, block your vision, or be mixed with toxins.

It is rare to use it like this thin man who can change into various shapes and imprison people.

Looking at Chen Feng who was trapped, the fat woman's right eyelid kept twitching.

Looking at the thin man walking over, he felt a little palpitations and couldn't help but shout, "Be careful!"

Unfortunately, it was one step late after all.

Chen Feng mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and directly broke free from the fog. The unprepared thin man was lifted up by him choking his neck.

"You..." The thin man struggled, his eyes full of surprise: "How come you are okay?"

It is impossible for anyone to break free from his fog, and it is impossible for him to break free from it so quickly even if he is two levels larger than him.

"Your cultivation..."

The thin man had not finished speaking, but felt his neck relax, and then a huge pressure came, and he lay uncontrollably on the ground, unable to even look up.

Then I felt a pain in my neck and fell into darkness.

The wrath of Thousand Buddhas is too consuming to use spiritual energy, and it is not worth doing this to thin men.

If there is no control of the wrath of Thousand Buddhas, Chen Feng is afraid that the man will take the opportunity to sweep him, so he simply knocks him out.

All this happened in the flash of lightning. When the fat woman reacted, Chen Feng's hand had already arrived in front of her.

The next second, the fat woman looked like a blowing balloon, her already round figure swelling a little more. Chen Feng's hand touched it, as if slapped the balloon and was bounced out directly.

"Let him go, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Chapter completed!