Chu Feng's height was very fast, and several ups and downs had already appeared, fifty meters away. ◎       ?№         ?

When Chu Feng came to the ground entrance of the laboratory, he saw the old nigger bleeding on his arm, but the old nigger still stared at an Oriental warrior opposite him with a burning gaze.

The Oriental Warrior opposite is only about twenty years old. However, his cultivation level is not low, and he has reached the early stage of the Xuan level. At this age, being able to have such cultivation level is definitely a genius.

Although the old black ghost reached the late stage of the Yellow level under Chu Feng's guidance, he was still not a little different from the Xuan level. The ability to stay here is entirely due to the exquisiteness of his nameless sword technique.

Chu Feng came to the old nigger, sealed the acupoint of one of the old nigger's arms, then took out some healing powder and patted it on the wound. Looking at the wound that had stopped bleeding, Chu Feng's frown relaxed a little.

"You go back and rest, leave it to me." Chu Feng patted the old nigger on the shoulder and said.

The old nigger nodded, then left expressionlessly. He knew Chu Feng's ability. With Chu Feng here, he didn't need him at all. And he also believed that the Eastern warrior on the opposite side would not hurt Chu Feng.

After the old nigger left, the Eastern samurai opposite him held his samurai sword and stared at Chu Feng with serious eyes. Obviously, he also knew Chu Feng's strength.

Chu Feng looked at the Eastern samurai who was waiting for the battle opposite and said, "Don't you know that you are not my opponent? Do you think it's meaningful to fly a moth to a fire like this?"

The Eastern Samurai ignored Chu Feng, but instead spoke in his own poor Chinese language and said, "My name is Yinan Jianzhong."

When Chu Feng heard the Eastern samurai answering the question, he said, "You tell me your name. Do you want me to help you erect a monument after you die? But your name is quite interesting. You come here to die by yourself, and you are really a bastard."

Jianzuo Chin-nam did not speak, but rushed towards Chu Feng with a samurai sword.

Jianzhong Yinan is indeed very potential. Although his cultivation level is only mysterious, his sword skills are far from his cultivation level.

After one knife, the ninth level of Phantom made it difficult to tell whether the knife was real or that knife was fake.

However, in Chu Feng's opinion, these are not problems. Because Chu Feng has spiritual consciousness, no phantom is not a problem in Chu Feng's opinion.

After all, the level of spiritual consciousness is much faster, and the eyes are much more useful.

Chu Feng easily captured where the real samurai sword was. Chu Feng stepped forward and had no intention of avoiding it.

"Bang!"

Chu Feng punched out with a punch, and the powerful spiritual energy directly broke the heavy phantoms.

"Click!"

The spiritual energy directly broke the samurai sword made of stainless steel.

Such a blow also shocked Jianzuon's face. Although he thought that he would lose, he did not expect that his defeat would be so simple and thorough.

The two of them were not on the same level, nor were they heavyweights. There was nothing unexpected about the defeat so thoroughly.

Chu Feng stretched out his fingers, clamped the broken samurai sword, then bounced it straight, and the samurai sword flew towards the Jianzhong Ion.

Seeing the samurai sword flying towards him, Ichino Jianzuka actually closed his eyes and looked like he was waiting to die.

Seeing this scene, Chu Feng suddenly realized some possibility.

Swish!

Chu Feng's figure disappeared in place, and the next moment, Chu Feng's hand grabbed the broken samurai sword.

At this time, the samurai sword was less than one centimeter away from the heart of the Jianzuka.

Even the bitter energy had left a blooming blood in Jianzhong's heart.

Swish!

Chu Feng returned to his previous position again, then Chu Feng's fingers bounced, and the broken knife sank into it, with the hard granite beside him.

"Why didn't you kill me? You killed me, Lord Wushen, and then you would come and kill you!" Jianzhong Yinan found that he was not dead, and actually shouted at Chu Feng like crazy.

But this time he used Oriental Chinese, and Chu Feng, who had learned Oriental Chinese from Fang Ting, fully understood what he was yelling.

"It's really a fucking bastard!" Chu Feng was deeply shocked when he heard the words of Jianzhong Yinan.

Before, Chu Feng always thought that others said he was cheap, but he was already very cheap. But when he got along with the person in front of him, he was too low-end and too artistic.

Look at them, they are just using their lives to be humiliating!

This is the highest level of being cheap. I am really out of reach, I can’t.

However, Jianzhong Yinan really made Chu Feng very angry and actually used this method to implicate himself.

Of course, maybe, maybe, it is because he himself is still cheap.

Chu Feng took a step forward and came directly to Jianzhong Yinan, grabbed Jianzhong Yinan's neck and threw Jianzhong Yinan heavily to the ground. And he still let his face hit the ground first.

When Jianzhong Yinan came, a man with a flowery face, and blood mixed with tears and snot, flowing all over his face.

He is a Xuan-level master, but no one has ever said that Xuan-level masters are not afraid of pain.

Moreover, when he was caught just now, Chu Feng had already sealed the skills of Jianzhong Yinan. So at this time, Jianzhong Yinan was the same as an ordinary person, and even said that ordinary people were not as good as ordinary people.

For a master like Chu Feng, Chu Feng has a hundred ways to avoid letting people die, but it also makes people feel pain.

Of course, there are a hundred methods that are a bit bragging, but Chu Feng still has dozens of methods, such as now.

After one of his face bloomed, Chu Feng fell directly over his shoulder.

Let his spine have an intimate contact with the hard granite.

"Click!"

"Click!"

This is the sound of bone fractures, which makes people feel cold in the spine.

As for Jianzhong Yinan, he screamed in pain.

"Let you be a slut! Let you be a slut! Today I will beat you until you dare not be a slut!" Chu Feng became more angry and became stronger and stronger as he beats. Chu Feng will never be polite to deal with such a bitch and a slut.

With a tireless beating, Jianzhong Yinan was no longer a human form. Jianzhong Yinan had forgotten about him and begged for mercy many times, but was ignored by Chu Feng.

Jianzhong Yinan didn't want to be humble, Jianzhong Yinan regretted it, but Chu Feng, who was in high spirits, completely ignored this kind of call for help.

It seemed that Chu Feng was tired of fighting, and for the last time, he threw a man from Jian Tomb, and threw him on a raised gypsum board over his shoulder. After smashing the gypsum board to pieces, Chu Feng threw a man from Jian Tomb on the ground like a dead dog.

"Did you beg for mercy just now?" Chu Feng asked suddenly.
Chapter completed!