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Chapter 1812

Everyone laughed at Jiang Feng's words.

A pair of sneered eyes gathered on him.

It seems as if what he said just now was aimless.

There is no logic at all.

Someone sneered and said, "You trash, you really want to laugh to death. The Dragon God Envoy is indeed powerful, and we all obey him! After all, he is the legendary half-step powerful man!"

"But what are you? You deserve to be so arrogant in front of us? I'm afraid you don't want to laugh at us to death, so that you can inherit our Ant Huabei?"

"Get out of here now, otherwise you will definitely die when our seventh prince takes action."

Everyone nodded wildly when they heard this.

It's like a chicken pecking at rice.

In their opinion, Jiang Feng was just a complete garbage at all.

Jiang Feng was not qualified to fight them at all.

It seems that even if it is just for Jiang Feng to compare with them.

It's a great humiliation.

Someone sneered: "Yes! This waste was beaten by our Seventh Prince just now. What qualifications are he qualified to jump like this? He is not afraid of laughing to death!"

Someone sarcastically said: "Forget it! For this kind of garbage, presence is the most important thing. As long as he continues to make up for it, we will naturally keep paying attention to him."

"This is what he wants to achieve. We can only ignore him or kill him completely, otherwise he will continue to say what such a fool can say!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

They all slapped their thighs hard.

He said he was fooled.

It turns out that the fundamental reason why Jiang Feng said this repeatedly is that he needs a sense of existence too much.

But I think so, a waste who was expelled from his mother's family and became an abandoned child.

A hot chicken who has both hands and feet, but is willing to go to the second-tier family palace of the Central Plains to be a son-in-law.

How can one not need a sense of existence?

If there is no need for a sense of existence.

How could he say such a stupid thing?

Add him?

Just like him, I’m afraid that if he is added, the Dragon God Envoy will encounter an unexpected situation?

"You said I am a waste? Are you sure?" Jiang Feng joked.

"Aren't you a waste? Or are you stuffed with donkey hair in your ears? You can't even understand this?" Someone said sneeringly.

Everyone laughed loudly when they heard this, as if they had heard a big joke for the first time!

It seems that in their eyes, Jiang Feng himself is this complete joke.

"Since you have woken up, then let's continue the battle between you and me now!" Owen said with blood-red eyes widened.

Everyone nodded, and their eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

None of them thinks Jiang Feng can win.

It can even be said that in their hearts, if Jiang Feng really continues to fight with Irving.

As a result, there is only one.

That is Jiang Feng’s tragic death on the spot!

One is half-step Gangjin.

Even if it's just piled up with drugs.

That is far beyond the powerful people of the same level.

The other martial arts cultivation is even only about the internal strength.

Such a gap is even bigger than an ancient giant elephant and an ant.

No matter how strong you are, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how powerful your mind is.

I have a half-step Strength.

Your internal strength is early.

It's absolutely impossible to fight either.

The gap in martial arts cultivation is too big, and nothing can replace this big realm gap.

In the end, Jiang Feng overtook the bend.

It all happened almost at the moment when the war began.

The dust has settled.

"Okay! I can't ask for it." Jiang Feng smiled slightly.

Jiang Feng fainted just now and almost fell into a desperate situation.

Jiang Feng himself thought that he would not be able to withstand this impact.

Who would have thought that Jiang Feng would not only wake up from his coma soon.

Even after waking up, I woke up with the same function.
Chapter completed!
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