Chương 3: Day 3 of Face smacking!
I'll butcher you!" Yuwen Feng knew that it was no good, but he wouldn't give in—the brutality and bloodthirsty nature in his bones came from his ancestors. He was incomparably cold as he pulled out some secret treasures, wanting to fight Chu Feng to the death.
Unfortunately, in order to cross the boundary early, he had severed off his dao, and now he was no match.
Chu Feng didn't want to waste any time. Stone spheres as big as millstones surrounded his fists, rolling and pressing forward.
Aou…
Yuwen Feng let out a long howl. Golden sheets of paper appeared around him. This was the picture scroll he had painted. Unfortunately, there were only two wordless sheets of the heavenly book; his imitation was truly lacking
Bang bang bang...
The golden paper exploded right there. His picture scroll, which he had condensed using his vital blood energy and his spirit as paint, crumbled.
An array of coarse stone spheres rolled forward cruelly and wildly!
Pfft!
Chu Feng rushed over and ran his fist through Yuwen Feng's body, opening up a penetrative wound. He turned stiff right there and was no longer able to move.
Next, Yuwen Feng exploded and turned into a bloody mist.
There was absolute silence.
"What a waste, brother! I wanted to buy a saint child in private, but you killed him like this!" Someone on the Origin Beast Platform was complaining.
"This is not for sale, he must die!" said Chu Feng.
"Now it's your turn, descendent of the heavenly knights!" Chu Feng stared at Zhu Wuque, who was missing a leg.
Unexpectedly, the loudest and most imposing quasi-sage descendent from earlier was quite scared. He went so far as to bow his head in defeat and beg Chu Feng to spare his life.
This… Everyone was stunned.
In the outer-realm, the quasi-sage Nine Yin Sparrow was suddenly furious and felt disgraced.
"Sing 'Vanquished'," said Chu Feng. He had found a song from before the post-civilization era.
Zhu Wuque held back a blush. He wanted to fight with all his might, but he also didn't want to die and was momentarily petrified.
"Think about it," said Chu Feng. He then set his gaze on Saintess Zi Luan, Saint Child Lie Shan, Saintess Li Feng, and the others.
The sacred ruins 484!
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