Seeing this, Chen Feng shook his head disdainfully, and with a flash of light in his hand, a blue short gun appeared out of thin air.
"The warm-up exercise is over, now it's time to tell the results!"
As he spoke, he raised the short gun in his hand and swept forward with a swish.
Compared with Bai Zhanlei's four-foot-long sword, the blue spear fired by the short spear is twice as long, reaching eight feet in length!
What is the concept of eight feet? Twenty-four meters is almost as fast as Nie Dashen’s so-called forty-meter sword.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
The next moment, a dense sound of gold and iron clashed one after another, and all the attacks from the people on the opposite side were destroyed.
Even the broadsword in Bai Zhanlei's hand couldn't withstand it. As the sword light disappeared, the broadsword itself cracked into pieces.
"I wanted to spare my life, but the rules didn't allow it! So, let's all return to our fate!"
After defeating the opponent's attack with one shot, Chen Feng swayed and ran straight into the crowd.
Instead of using the short gun, he just punched everyone he met with his bare hands.
Like a wolf among sheep, there is almost no enemy in front of his powerful body.
As he raised his hands and stamped his feet, countless figures flew out one after another, and lost their life after landing.
Since the other party wants his life, there is no need to be polite to them. Anyway, only two people can survive at the end of the conference. If it were others who came here, they would do the same thing.
Five thunderbolts knocked down several people. Now after a fierce attack, in the blink of an eye, only six of the twenty-eight opponents were still standing, including Bai Zhanlei!
The reason why Bai Zhanlei was spared was because of Chen Feng's deliberate actions.
It’s only appropriate to leave this kind of person until the end!
"Ah! You bastard, I want you to die!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Bai Zhanlei's eyes almost turned red, and his teeth clenched.
"Everyone, as I said before, let's go all out to kill this one. The results of our martial arts tournament in Wushi City must not be influenced by outsiders! Whoever wants to be second in the next step must perform well. If someone accidentally loses his life, I will definitely let him
Father, give your force the title of hero!"
The five people standing next to him heard this and said, "You look at me, I look at you." After a little hesitation, a thin young man with the lowest strength walked out, staring at Chen Feng, and spoke every word.
"Young City Lord, this is what you said. After my death, I must add the title of hero!"
As the words fell, his aura fluctuated sharply, and he jumped towards Chen Feng.
"Huh? Want to blow yourself up?"
Feeling the chaotic and terrifying aura, Chen Feng squinted his eyes, shook his head and sighed.
"Why is this necessary? Isn't it better to keep the whole body?"
The distance between the two sides was not far, but the opponent's speed reached the extreme due to his desperate efforts, and he was already close in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the strong aura exuding from his body also reached an extreme level.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Seeing this scene, Wu Yunzhe was horrified, his face changed drastically and he ducked back.
The onlookers all around also changed their expressions, screaming and retreating desperately.
The power of the Grandmaster's self-destruction is very small, and it will be affected if you are not careful.