The old man looked at Chen Feng, his eyes clear with difficulty: "The strength is pretty good, it's a great supplement."
The old man licked his lips and looked at Chen Feng with greedy eyes.
If he could absorb Chen Feng's blood, his cultivation would definitely make a qualitative leap.
In order to improve his skills, he did not know how many girls with good qualifications he absorbed, but his skills did not increase much. Now that such a good opportunity is in front of him, he will naturally not miss it.
"Young man, I will remember you." The old man smiled evilly and rushed towards Chen Feng.
Chen Feng stood where he was, showing no intention of evading.
The moment the old man approached him, the power of Ten Thousand Buddhas was activated, and the surrounding ground including flowers, plants and trees were directly crushed into powder.
The old man was even more unprepared. He was directly pressed to the ground, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Chen Feng in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.
In his opinion, solving Chen Feng can be said to be easy.
As for being knocked out by him before, it was just due to carelessness and lack of preparedness.
Now it seems that he thinks too highly of himself.
The old man mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and wanted to get up, but a rune stone gun was already in front of him.
"Tell me, where are the rest of the Presbyterian Church?"
"Wishful thinking!" How could the old man tell Chen Feng? He looked at Chen Feng angrily and wanted to peel off his skin. He had never suffered such humiliation.
Chen Feng was not surprised. If the old man told him directly, there would be a real problem.
"You don't want to say that?" Chen Feng sneered, and Han Xuan Bing Yan emerged.
The faint blue flame brought a cold breath, and the temperature of the air dropped a bit.
"What is this!" The old man looked at Han Xuan Bingyan and was instinctively afraid. He always felt that this thing was dangerous, even though he didn't know what it was.
"You'll know in a moment." Chen Feng said nothing nonsense, and rushed towards the old man with Han Xuan Bingyan.
Even though it was just a faint spark from Hanxuan Bingyan, it still made the old man miserable when it touched it.
"ah!"
He screamed in pain, and the heart-wrenching pain made him want to faint.
Chen Feng just looked at him like this, his eyes neither sad nor happy.
Under the control of Chen Feng, Han Xuan Bingyan started from the old man's fingers bit by bit.
Under the cold yet hot firelight, the old man's finger turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated directly.
As the fingers disappeared, the cold and mysterious ice flames continued to spread upwards.
The old man was in so much pain that he could not speak a word. His whole body was covered in sweat and his face was as pale as a drowning person.
He opened his mouth and looked a little pleading. He never thought that he had no power to fight back in front of Chen Feng.
"I... said... said..."
He struggled to squeeze out these few words through his teeth. These few words made him lose all his strength.
Chen Feng withdrew the Hanxuan Bingyan and looked at the old man condescendingly.
The old man was like a dead dog, lying on the ground panting from exhaustion.
The old man was lying on the ground, his eyes rolling around.
The reason why he just said that he wanted to tell Chen Feng what he wanted was just a delaying tactic. Otherwise, if he continued, he would be dead.
But it is absolutely impossible for him to tell the location of other people.
"This boy is too powerful. I am no match for him in a head-to-head fight. I can only..." A killing intent flashed in the old man's eyes, but the smile on his face became even more humble.