The sound of the fist swinging sound even brought out a slight tearing sound. Chen Feng's body was like a dragon. His foot was mysterious and his body was stretched. When he stretched, his fist, wrapped in dazzling light, was knocked out with all his strength, and pulled up a gorgeous light tail. When he looked at it, it was like a fist dragging a meteor shower to cut through the space.

"Boom~~~"

Under the horrific blow from Chen Feng, he was like a tumbler, and his figure was knocked into the mountain. He could not die again before he even had time to sacrifice the treasure.

Facing Fun, he took a deep breath. Chen Feng, who was standing on the broken mountain road, did not dare to do anything else, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

After swinging the aggressive fist, Chen Feng's arms were boiling and boiling water, and the strong fluctuations of the sky-star power surged gradually calmed down.

“It’s really too strong…”

Although it was expected that Chen Feng, who had experienced the ancient burial disaster, may still retain strong combat power, in just a short period of time, three monks from the Tongxuan stage were lost in his hands, which shocked Chen Mubai.

Especially Chen Feng approached and hit the woman in light yellow gauze, which made Chen Mubai unable to calm down for a long time.

At this moment, in the eyes of many people, Chen Feng is completely a bloodthirsty thug, a ferocious beast, and that terrible power of the terrible force, even induced a feeling of hunger.

After venting the anger of Qiao Xueqing being taken away, Chen Feng's mood gradually calmed down, and the bloody light in his eyes quickly disappeared.

"Hehe~~~ It seems that I won this competition."

Chen Feng, who picked up the woman's storage bag in the gauze dress, smiled foolishly and touched his head, which turned out to be like the style of a barefoot man before.

When he heard Chen Feng's statement, he saw him trotting away all the things left by the child and the barefoot man. Chen Mubai seemed to have seen a monster, and his face kept twitching.

It was not until this time that some of the remaining people understood a little, and Chen Feng’s previous reminder to the barefoot man.

"Maybe in this guy's eyes, the competition means fighting. This is simply a life-and-death actual battle, not a battle to compete and perform martial arts..." Seeing that the situation became uncontrollable, Chen Mubai couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. What should he do next?

It is extremely rare for a new Qi Refining disciple to kill three uncles of the Tongxuan period, not to mention that they are in Xiaoyao Valley, but even in other sects.

Although people have different personalities and behaviors, Chen Feng's sudden attack and ignoring consequences are still far beyond the psychological endurance of some people.

"You dare to kill your fellow disciples..."

The middle-aged man in coarse linen was staring at Chen Feng and angrily, but he did not act rashly.

"I have reminded that man before, and he rushed up to death with excitement, without any eyes. Perhaps for such a martial arts fanatic, death in battle is a great honor, and he should thank me." Chen Feng said seriously.

Before, when Chen Feng saw a barefoot man attacking Chen Mubai, he had already determined that he was like a martial arts man, and his mind was far less straightforward than he seemed.

"Today you don't want to walk out of Xiaoyao Peak alive."

Facing Chen Feng, who had picked up the silver sword of the barefoot man, took out the spear on the ground and took out a small horn.

“Woo~~~”
Chapter completed!