Pretending to be unfamiliar, Chen Feng thanked him and turned to look at Gu Junlin.
"Young Master Gu, do you hear me clearly? Don't get angry about anything. You need to learn to control your emotions!"
"Shut up, you bitch, don't think I can't kill you without Ebi's help!"
The appearance of Duan Xinhun completely broke his own advantage, making Gu Junlin's already gloomy face look a little ugly again.
Especially when he heard Chen Feng's playful words, the anger in his chest that had just calmed down suddenly rose again.
"Look, just after you said we wanted peace in our discussions, you started talking about killing and killing. You are really an unteachable brat!"
Chen Feng pretended to hate iron, shook his head and let out a long sigh.
"You are seeking death!"
Gu Junlin couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped forward like an angry lion.
"Tsk, tsk, you have such a bad temper, can't you control your emotions properly?"
The angrier the other party becomes, the brighter the smile on Chen Feng's face becomes.
People are most likely to make mistakes and reveal flaws when they are angry, especially an arrogant man like Gu Junlin.
The two of them are in almost the same state at the moment, so it would be unwise to have a head-on confrontation.
It's okay if it's in its prime, the key now is that it really can't be damaged anymore.
Now that you know its weakness, deliberately irritating it and seizing the flaw to deliver a fatal blow is a good strategy.
Buzz!
Seeing that the opponent was getting closer and closer, Chen Feng clenched his fist tightly and grasped the blue short gun with the other hand and was about to strike head-on, when Gu Junlin suddenly took out an iron rod about a foot long from nowhere.
It's said to be an iron rod, but it's actually a pestle with a small end and a big end, a pestle for pounding medicine.
"My surname is Chen, when the master first passed me the golden armor, he also gave me this magic medicine pestle as a gift. Today I will let you taste its power!"
As the voice fell, the medicine pestle was thrown high.
This object is indeed extraordinary. After being thrown, it swelled up in the wind. In an instant, it was as thick as a person's arms. From a distance, it looked like a giant hammer.
boom!
When it reached the sky above Chen Feng, the shape of the medicine pestle reached its peak and crashed down.
During the fall, wisps of pale golden brilliance appeared, and if the realm generally covered Chen Feng's body tightly.
"Um?"
From the time when Gu Junlin took out the medicine pestle to when he was enveloped in brilliance, it happened in an instant, leaving no room for reaction.
Chen Feng couldn't help but his eyes flickered, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
It seems that that guy is not as stupid as he appears, and he has actually learned to bluff!
But compared to the other party's behavior, what surprised him most was the power that enveloped him.
The power of confinement!
This power is very similar to the magical power of confinement used by Saint Fulong. It is like an invisible shackle, locking the target tightly on the spot, unable to move at all.
First there is the power of imprisonment to restrain the target, and then there is a devastating bombardment. With such a series of attacks, this magical medicine pestle is indeed a treasure.
If the victim is unable to release the binding force that surrounds his body, he will be smashed into a puddle of flesh.
However, this also depends on who is the target of the attack.
For example, Chen Feng would never meet such a miserable end.
He silently felt the strength of the restraining force, and then raised his eyes slightly to glance at the iron rod smashing down from above. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a flash of disdain.