Chen Feng turned a deaf ear to Lu Bingyan's words and put away the folding fan openly in front of him.
"I'm going to kill you!" Lu Bingyan roared like a cannonball.
Chen Feng stood motionless and let him rush over. Lu Bingyan's eyes flashed with pride, thinking that he must have been frightened by him.
Before Lu Bingyan could do anything, he felt a foot quickly enlarge in front of him, and then he flew backwards as if he was hit by an ancient demon ape.
Sliding on the ground for tens of meters, bumping into countless people and pillars, Lu Bingyan was hit hard against the wall.
The limbs were twisted in a weird posture, the ribs were exposed, there was a trace of blood mixed with some red internal organs hanging from the corner of the mouth, and the face was full of horror and fear.
The entire back of his head was completely shattered, and the red and white stuff covered most of the wall. He just stared like that, completely lifeless.
The sudden movement startled the people and spirit beasts present, and they all looked towards the direction in which Lu Bingyan was flying.
It's a pity that Chen Feng is nowhere to be found. Except for a few people nearby, no one knows that he did it.
"Who is it!"
"Who did it!"
A mournful roar resounded throughout the hall, and an old man looked like he was crazy as he hugged Lu Bingyan's already cold body.
"Don't let me know who you are, otherwise our Lu family will cut you into pieces!"
The grief-stricken voice was quickly covered up by the shouts of beating and killing in the palace.
There are fewer and fewer elixirs in the field, and some weapons and elixirs also have owners.
All of them are powerful people, otherwise they wouldn't be able to keep those things.
"Help, help!" The sharp and shrill screams echoed throughout the hall, and there was a stench in the air, like the smell of a corpse that had been rotting for more than ten days.
As the breath spread, a man covered in rags slowly crawled forward.
With every move he made, the flesh on his body flowed down from his body like liquid. It was stained on the ground, and even the green granite floor was corroded into large pits.
"What's going on?"
"Why is this man so seriously injured? How can his flesh and blood be so poisonous?"
"This man came through that door!" Someone looked along where the man crawled and saw that a stone door had been pushed open slightly.
"What exactly is in there?"
"There are more here, and there are more there." Someone shouted in surprise.
They couldn't grab anything in the main hall, and now they discovered some hidden stone rooms. For some people who hadn't grabbed anything, it was like another dark place.
"There is definitely a treasure inside, and whoever gets it belongs to him." Someone raised their arms and shouted, but no one took action when the voice fell. They had seen the tragic situation of the man just now.
Seeing that he didn't dare to go, a man with his upper body exposed and covered with scars directly pushed out a frail and frail scholar.
"You, go and show me what's inside!" As he said that, the strong man pushed the scholar again.
"Are you talking about me?" The scholar turned to look at the strong man and asked.
"If it's not a pretty boy like you, who else could it be?" The strong man took a step forward, his iron tower-like figure was very oppressive.
"That's really tragic." The scholar sighed quietly, as if lamenting the unfairness of fate.