The old man Chamu looked around subconsciously, but there was already a sea of people around him. It was really not easy to find a few familiar figures among them.
Nothing was found.
But the hanging heart became more and more panicked. As a congenitally strong man with supernatural powers, there must be a reason for his thoughts.
I always feel that an invisible big net has been completely opened, and as the food in the big net, I can only struggle desperately!
Can you escape just by struggling?
Look at the mosquitoes and flies caught in the cobwebs, weren't they struggling when they first fell into the trap?
The more you struggle, the deeper you sink!
"Master, why don't we go back first?" The old man was still confused and couldn't help but said to Wu Zheyun beside him.
Wu Zheyun was looking at the grand occasion in front of him. How could he possibly listen to it? Naturally, he refused.
Instead, he looked at Chen Feng attentively, with all kinds of admiration in his eyes.
The old man Chamu was very clear about his young master's character. Although Wu Yunzhe was usually quite easy to talk to, he was also extremely stubborn when he encountered something he was interested in.
Why!
A strong man is always surrounded by various dangers.
The strong man himself will naturally not be afraid, and will even brave these dangers to enter the mysterious world, but it is different for the followers around the strong man.
Crisis and opportunity coexist. If followers can keep up with the pace, they can also achieve extraordinary things.
But his followers are like carps crossing the river, countless.
In the end, how many will be able to accompany the strong to stand at the highest peak?
Everything has its own destiny, don’t force it!
The old man Chamu didn't say what he was thinking. He couldn't say that his young master was not talented enough.
Furthermore, Bai Fu had quietly come over and stood aside. He just wanted to say some things to himself, but he couldn't mention them in front of outsiders.
Bai Fu quietly appeared behind a group of people, and just looked at Chen Feng who was meditating silently. Naturally, his heart was spinning a thousand times, but his face showed no trace. When all kinds of rumors came to his ears, he finally endured it.
He couldn't help but show a smile.
"Is that Chen Feng sitting there quietly?"
"yes!"
"On the list of martial arts leaders, Chen Feng?"
"Who else could it be but this guy!"
"Speaking of which, Gu Hai is really powerful. He's quite knowledgeable in wielding the hoe!"
"I heard that there is a green grassland, tsk tsk tsk!"
"Do you think Chen Feng is just showing off? I heard he was seriously injured by Gu Hai."
"I don't know either, but if everyone says that, it can't be true."
"...."
Chen Feng, who was next to the martial arts platform, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes widened slightly, and the aura of an innate strong man spread out.
"I still say the same thing, if you are dissatisfied, you will see the real trick on the stage!"
For a moment, the surroundings were eerily quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
Looking at the stunned people, a trace of contempt flashed across the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. He seemed to have fighting spirit in his body. He tapped his toes and suddenly appeared in front of the stone monument, looking at the shining golden word "Chen Feng" standing there.
He looks like a master from outside the world.
The words "number one" weigh on the hearts of many Xuanwu City warriors, and they cannot let go of them for a long time!
The scene was eerily quiet, and the people who had been clamoring to teach Chen Feng a lesson had long since disappeared.
Not to mention that ordinary masters cannot bear such powerful energy and blood, even those who have just entered Xiantian may not be able to withstand it.