Tu Feng roared crazily in his heart, and when his knees were about to fall to the ground, he finally gave in.
Tu Feng said dejectedly: "I...I will kill!"
Longteng Manor, fifteen minutes later.
Tu Feng has left.
Zhou Yuan looked at this scene indifferently, without any fluctuation in his heart!
Because he noticed that there was another powerful aura fluctuation behind him.
But soon, Zhou Yuan's lips revealed a hint of sarcasm, and his majestic pressure suddenly erupted: "I'm curious, where does your confidence come from?"
At this moment, the people standing behind him immediately noticed a very terrifying pressure.
The people who appeared at this time were people called Seven Color Envoys. And they themselves belonged to a powerful force.
But after feeling this aura, the seven-color envoys looked ugly, as if facing a formidable enemy: "Damn it, how could he be so strong!"
The Seven Color Envoy looked at Zhou Yuan who exuded overwhelming power, his heart gradually sank to the bottom, and his eyes were solemn.
"Come together! He's the only one!" The leader with a black face mask shouted in a low voice, his muscles all tense.
Immediately, his body was like a sharp arrow, the dagger in his hand flashed with cold light, and he ran towards Zhou Yuan.
Wearing a yellow face mask, the graceful woman jumped up high, and shot a cold iron whip like a poisonous snake straight at Zhou Yuan's throat, which was extremely cruel!
The other five people were like ghosts and they were heading towards Zhou Yuan to fight!
A hint of contempt emerged in Zhou Yuan's cold eyes. He reached out and grabbed the iron whip that was attacking his neck, and yanked it hard.
Huge force came along the iron whip, and the woman wearing the yellow face mask screamed in surprise and fell to the ground hard, her bones shattered and dust flew into the air.
The square tiles on the ground were covered with cracks due to her smashing, and a trace of cherry red slid down her neck. She was dying on the ground, coughing up blood with difficulty!
The black face's dagger was getting closer and closer, and the other killers also rushed towards him one after another.
Zhou Yuan roared violently, and the iron chain flew in his hand like a wild dragon, instantly beating all the attacking killers until they vomited blood and fell to the ground, their breath gradually weakening.
"Old Six, Old Seven!"
The black face, who narrowly avoided it, lost his voice in horror and took several steps back!
A touch of fear quietly crept into his heart.
He never expected that things would develop to this point. Zhou Yuan killed six of the seven of them in just one meeting!
"Damn it!"
The black face cursed secretly, and suddenly felt resigned in his heart. He wanted to bring this news back to the headquarters!
Such a powerful enemy is definitely not something they can deal with at this level!
"Hmph, Zhou Yuan, don't be complacent! I'll let you go for now, but you will die in our hands sooner or later, we'll see!" After saying that, his strong body suddenly bounced up, turned around and ran away.
"I want to leave! Stay!" Zhou Yuan looked at the black-faced figure running away in embarrassment, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, he picked up a candied haws that fell on the ground and shook off the hawthorn on it.
A bamboo stick suddenly shot out, tearing up the air!
Hearing the sound, Black Face was shocked in vain, and a sharp pain came from the soles of his feet.
His body instantly lost balance and fell to the ground in a panic.
He groaned, endured the severe pain, covered his legs and screamed!