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The first thousand three hundred and ninety-six chapters garbage shot

As soon as Sima Ying said these words, she was so powerful that everyone present immediately shut their mouths, and many even took a few steps back.

Suddenly, there was silence among the sea of ​​people who had been noisy and thunderous before.

They were not really afraid of Sima Ying, but they were afraid of the owner of Longyuan, Miao Renlong.

"Junior Sister Sima, we are here with no intention of offending Elder Miao, and we are not here to cause trouble for you."

"We are here to find this garbage from Cyanwood Mountain." Wang Chao said, smiling and very polite.

"Trash? Who are you calling trash?" But looking at Sima Ying again, her tone was cold, extremely domineering, and merciless.

At this moment, Chu Feng finally understood why Sima Ying had such an unpleasant personality when he first met her.

It turns out that the same is true for her in the World Spiritist Alliance. Facing these geniuses, Sima Ying is so domineering. It is no wonder that she was so dismissive when she first met Chu Feng and others.

"This..." When Sima Ying said this, Wang Chao didn't dare to say anything more. Instead, he lowered his head and chose silence. It wasn't that he didn't know what to say, but he didn't dare to contradict Sima Ying.

"The trash from Qingmu Mountain only knows how to stand behind a woman, but does he have the guts to fight with me, Zhang He?"

"It is said that the disciples of Cyanwood Mountain have extraordinary fighting power. When I saw you today, you turned out to be so unbearable. You really live up to your reputation as trash." At this moment, Zhang He pointed at Chu Feng beside Sima Ying and said coldly.

shouted. He did not dare to have a conflict with Sima Ying, so he directly pointed the finger at Chu Feng.

"You guys are really tired of living..." Seeing Zhang He and others yelling at Chu Feng, the anger on Sima Ying's face became more and more intense, and she released layers of force. She actually planned to attack Zhang He and others.

People take action.

"Sister Ying'er, please leave this matter to me." However, at this moment, Chu Feng stopped Sima Ying.

Seeing this, Sima Ying was stunned at first, but finally nodded in compromise. She had known Chu Feng for so long, and she already knew him quite well.

She knew very well that Chu Feng was definitely better at dealing with Zhang He and the others, so she chose to let Chu Feng deal with Zhang He and the others by himself.

"People with spiritual power often have a special sense of superiority, especially as a world spiritist. But superiority does not mean being conceited. At least I think that as a world spiritist, this great profession, everyone should have the minimum

quality."

"So I have always felt that the World Spiritist Alliance is a place where a group of quality people gather. The people here are not only superb in the art of enchantment, but their quality should also be very high."

"But today I realized that I was wrong."

"Although I don't know why you are so hostile to me, you don't seem to understand me. Since you don't understand what kind of person I am, you keep calling me trash. This is very rude.

, and also very unqualified behavior.”

"I have to say that I am very disappointed with you. Oh, I am so disappointed." Chu Feng walked up to Sima Ying, shook his head and sighed, looking like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.

"Disappointed, are you disappointed that we can use you? What do you think you are? Do you really think that being from Cyanwood Mountain is great?"

"Let me tell you, I called you trash because in our eyes, you are trash." Zhang He pointed at Chu Feng and shouted.

"Oh, I see. It turns out that I am trash in your eyes. Although I don't know your standards for measuring trash, I would like to ask, in your eyes, who are the people who are worse than trash?" Regarding Zhang He's question,

Chu Feng was not angry at the insult, but asked with a smile.

"A person who is worse than trash?" Zhang He and others did not expect that Chu Feng would suddenly ask such a question. For a moment, they did not know how to answer.

After all, garbage is garbage, it is worthless and useless, and anything worse than garbage should cease to exist.

"Actually, I don't know what people who are worse than trash are, but I can tell you that if I am trash in your eyes, then in my eyes, you are people who are worse than trash. You want to know, I

Why do you say that?" Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Damn it, you've been scolding us for a long time. I think you're really tired of living." At this moment, Zhang He suddenly realized, shouted angrily, and then stood up, and at the same time released his own force, but

In the blink of an eye, he came to Chu Feng and punched Chu Feng in the face.

The power of this punch was extraordinary. It flew through the void and sent ripples out of the air. Not only was it powerful, it was also fast.

However, just when Zhang He felt that this punch was enough to make Chu Feng suffer, it was enough to make Sima Ying realize how weak Chu Feng was.

I saw Chu Feng motionless, but as his eyes flickered, thunder armor and thunder wings appeared rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, Chu Feng's cultivation level was improved from the sixth-grade Martial King to the eighth-grade Martial King. Here

After that, his left shoulder moved slightly, and then he suddenly shot out with a palm.

Chu Feng's palm was several times better than Zhang He's in speed and strength. Without any suspense, it landed directly on Zhang He's chest.

"boom"

With a palm strike, Zhang He screamed and flew directly into the crowd like a shooting star.

Seeing Zhang He flying upside down, many people released the power of the barrier, trying to catch Zhang He and prevent him from suffering greater harm.

However, he never thought that Chu Feng's palm power was so strong that the power of those people's barrier could not be blocked at all. For a moment, Zhang He was like an indestructible weapon, carving a bloody path among the crowd.

"Wow~~"

"Ouch~~"

When Zhang He stopped, wherever he passed, people were already lying on their backs, dripping with blood. Many people were seriously injured, howling incessantly, and in a miserable state.

"Oh my god, this..." Many people were shocked when they saw this scene. Everything happened so fast that they were not expecting it.

But looking at the people lying on the ground, and looking at Zhang He, whose sternum was broken, covered in blood, and his face was pale, everyone realized that this disciple of Cyanwood Mountain did not seem to be easy to mess with.

"Who is this guy? He is clearly a sixth-grade Martial King. Why did he suddenly raise his cultivation level to an eighth-grade Martial King?"

"The Thunder Armor and Wings are so special. It seems that he doesn't hide his cultivation, but improves his cultivation through the Thunder Armor and Wings. What kind of method is this that can continuously improve two levels of cultivation? This is simply

This is unseen and unheard of, is this guy a special monster with a special bloodline?!!!"

Shock, unprecedented shock, especially when these elite world spiritists carefully observed Chu Feng at this moment, the shock in their hearts doubled.

They who had regarded Chu Feng as rubbish before had to re-examine this moment. This disciple from Cyanwood Mountain, because of the strength and means Chu Feng mastered, was not rubbish at all. On the contrary, he was a genius, a monster-level genius.

A genius much more powerful than Zhang He.

Otherwise, even if Chu Feng could improve his cultivation to the eighth-level Martial King, he would not be able to beat Zhang He to the point where he could not take care of himself with one blow. After all, Zhang He was also the eighth-level Martial King.


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