Seeing that Chen Feng did not dodge or dodge the strong man's slap, Wu Yixue subconsciously reminded him.

Chen Feng turned around and smiled faintly. When the slap was about to fall on his head, he suddenly raised his hand and brushed it over like driving away a fly.

His hands are not small among his peers. But compared to strong men, the gap is too big. It is like a child compared to an adult.

In addition, the movements at this moment are extremely gentle, and at first glance, they are like being trapped in a car by a mantis arm.

However, it was such a gentle movement. After touching the huge palm, it not only did not have any deterioration, but also stopped the trend of the other party taking pictures.

Bang!

The next moment, a strange sound rang out, mixed with the crackling sound of bones shattering.

The strong man's mocking expression suddenly froze. Then he was quickly replaced by pain. His body trembled. He covered his palm and retreated back, and a scream of extreme sarcasm came out of his mouth.

"Ah, I...my hand!"

"Hmph! My heart is too cruel. Cut your arm to show punishment. Get out!"

Chen Feng glanced at the strong man coldly, and then his eyes fell on Hong Biao.

"Let your people be honest. Otherwise I don't mind taking action again!"

From the strong man to Chen Feng's counterattack, the whole process was just a blink of an eye.

It can be said that the others almost didn't react. The strong man screamed and retreated out.

Hearing Chen Feng's words at this moment, Hong Biao suddenly realized and began to look at the young man in front of him.

He seemed to have seen Chen Feng for the first time, and looked carefully and re-examined his eyes, full of surprise. He asked, "Boy, have you practiced?"

"I have limited time. If you want to vent your anger for your brother, then use all your abilities together!"

Chen Feng ignored his question at all, frowned, and shouted again.

"Huh?" Hong Biao's face suddenly became gloomy when he saw this: "Boy, have you ever grown up? I thought I was arrogant after practicing?"

"Haha!" Chen Feng smiled faintly and glanced at Hong Biao: "I really don't have you in my eyes! Why? Do you want to practice with me too?"

"Boy, you are looking for death! I thought it would be great to beat him like that? You are afraid you have never seen a master before?" Hong Biao was extremely angry and shook his arms. The clothes on his body immediately shattered inch by inch and were thrown away.

Without clothes to cover him, his muscles were immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.

I didn't think it was before, but now it looked like his body was poured by steel, and his muscles were as hard as stones. You could feel the explosive power in it just by looking at it with your eyes.

The big men had long been accustomed to it, and their expressions had not changed much. But some people watching the fun around them couldn't help but breathe in the air when they saw this sturdy figure. Some women couldn't help but scream excitedly.

Chen Feng shook his head and said sarcastically: "Looking for death? Are you worthy of it? Just a garbage!"

Indeed, the other party's body seems strong, but in fact it is already useless.

A true master is to practice from the inside out. Even if he condenses an internal strength through external skills, he will be like this in his life. There is no possibility of making progress. Moreover, he will have countless sequelae when he gets old.

"Boy, you are looking for death! I want to see how capable you are? Go!"
Chapter completed!