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Chapter 2409

Chapter 2409

Zhao He looked at Chen Feng, who was handling the situation with ease, and his face looked a little ugly.

He thought he would be dealt with quickly, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

Zhao He looked at his eldest brother who was rushing aside, and felt even more disgusted with Chen Feng. If it weren't for him, how could he have been warned by his eldest brother and looked down upon by his brothers?

"Go to hell!"

The vines were infused with spiritual energy by Zhao He. When several vines were put together, they exuded a metallic luster, and the faint cold light was breathtaking.

Zhao He held a vine spear in his hand, and he held the tip of the spear forward on the ground. The harsh sound made people frown.

"Let's see how you can block it!"

Zhao He held a spear and thrust out a spear. A dragon loomed in the sky, wrapped around the spear and rushed toward Chen Feng.

"roar."

A strong strong wind blew out, causing the trees to sway and the sand and rocks to fly.

Seeing the dragon rushing towards him and more and more people around him, Chen Feng decided to make a quick decision.

If he continues to delay and is seen by more people, it is inevitable that some people will recognize his usual moves.

"Spirit Snake Step!"

Chen Feng's figure shook, turning into countless phantoms. The dragon rushed towards Chen Feng, but went straight through.

Zhao He looked at Chen Feng who appeared in front of him and was a little unable to react.

A bright smile froze on his face, and there was disbelief in his eyes, mixed with a little fear, which looked funny and funny.

"you......"

Zhao He raised his hand to block it, but Chen Feng grabbed his wrist. He only felt pain in his wrist, and a violent aura wandered through his meridians.

"What did you do to me!" Zhao He's eyes were completely split, and he raised his other hand and hit Chen Feng fiercely with violent spiritual energy.

Before his hand even touched Chen Feng's body, he froze. A chill shot up from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. Zhao He's body trembled involuntarily, his pupils trembled, and his mouth opened wide enough to swallow two eggs.

"You...how could...how could..." Zhao He couldn't think of any resistance in his heart. If Chen Feng hadn't grabbed his wrist, he would have stopped.

He knelt on the ground under control.

Zhao He never expected that Chen Feng's cultivation would be close to the innate perfection. As for the innate achievements he just explored, he was just deceived.

At this moment, Zhao He regretted not doing so. Why did he want to see money?

"Please... please, let me go... let me go!" Zhao He licked his lips and his throat went dry for a while: "As long as you let me go, you can do whatever you want.

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How dare Zhao He dare to challenge Chen Feng now? He just has to kneel down and beg for mercy and call him daddy.

He stared at Chen Feng cautiously, begging him for mercy, but in his heart he kept thinking about when such a famous figure appeared in the Xuan Realm.

"Let you go?" Chen Feng stared at Zhao He expressionlessly, showing no emotion or anger.

"I promise I won't tell anyone about your cultivation." Zhao He spoke quickly: "If your cultivation is exposed, they will definitely besiege you."

"No matter how powerful you are, it's not easy to escape when facing hundreds or thousands of people."

Seeing that Chen Feng remained silent, Zhao He's heart sank to the bottom.

While Zhao He was waiting anxiously, Chen Feng spoke: "Are you threatening me?"

Being stared at by Chen Feng, Zhao He could clearly see his own reflection in his eyes, with a look of fear and fear.

"How dare I." He forced out a stiff smile and kept praying to Chen Feng.

"Do you think I will let you tell them the news?" Chen Feng pressed Zhao He's ear, looking from a distance like a whisper between lovers.

Zhao He suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and struggled vigorously. How could he break free in the face of the absolute gap in cultivation?

"My eldest brother..." Zhao He wanted to say something else, but he had no chance.

His breath was filled with the smell of blood. When Zhao He saw Chen Feng let go of him and took a step forward, his head fell down and his body fell to the ground.

The spear turned into vines was taken by Chen Feng and stabbed hard into his chest.

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