The old man looked at Chen Feng, and his eyes were full of difficulties: "He is very strong, he is a great thing."
The old man licked his lips and looked at Chen Feng with greed.
If he could suck Chen Feng's blood, his cultivation would definitely make a qualitative leap.
In order to improve his skills, he didn't know how many girls with good qualifications had absorbed, and his skills had not increased much. Now such a good opportunity is in front of him, so he naturally wouldn't miss it.
"Young man, I will remember you." The old man rushed towards Chen Feng with a wicked smile.
Chen Feng stood there without any intention of evading.
The moment the old man approached him, the power of all Buddhas was activated, and the surrounding ground, including flowers, plants and trees, were directly pressed into powder.
The old man was even more unprepared and was pressed down on the ground, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He looked up at Chen Feng in front of him with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief.
In his opinion, it is easy to solve Chen Feng.
As for being knocked away by him before, it was just a reason for being careless and unprepared.
Now it seems that he is too arrogant to himself.
The old man mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and wanted to get up. A rune stone gun had already arrived in front of him.
"Tell me, where are the others in the Presbyterian Church?"
"Imitation!" How could the old man tell Chen Feng? He looked at Chen Feng angrily, wishing to peel off his cramps. He had never suffered such humiliation.
Chen Feng was not surprised. If the old man told him directly, there would be a real problem.
"Don't you say it, right?" Chen Feng sneered, and Han Xuan Bingyan emerged.
The dark blue flames brought a cold breath, and the temperature of the air dropped a little.
"What is this!" The old man looked at Han Xuan Bingyan, instinctively scared, always thinking that this thing is very dangerous, although he didn't know what it was.
"You will know in a while." Chen Feng said nothing nonsense, and Han Xuan Bingyan rushed towards the old man.
Although it was just a faint spark that Han Xuan Bingyan split, it also made him feel in pain when he touched the old man.
"ah!"
He screamed in pain, the heart-wrenching pain made him wish he could faint.
Chen Feng just looked at him like this, his eyes neither sad nor happy.
Under Chen Feng's control, Han Xuan Bingyan started from the old man's finger little by little.
Under the cold and hot fire, the old man's finger turned into a wisp of blue smoke and directly dissipated.
As the fingers disappeared, the Han Xuan Bing Flame continued to spread upwards.
The old man was so painful that he couldn't say a word. He was covered in sweat and his face was pale, like a drowning person.
He opened his mouth and looked a little begging. He never expected that he would have no power to fight back in front of Chen Feng.
"I... say... say..."
He struggled to squeeze out these few words from his teeth. In just a few words, he lost all his strength.
Chen Feng took back Han Xuan Bingyan and looked at the old man condescendingly.
The old man was like a dead dog, lying on the ground and panting.
The old man lay on the ground, his eyes dripping and rolling.
The reason he just said that he wanted to tell Chen Feng what he wanted was just a delaying strategy. Otherwise, if he continued, he would be gone.
But it is absolutely impossible for him to tell the other person's location.
"This kid's strength is too strong. If I fight hard, I'm not the opponent, so I can only..." A killing intention flashed in the old man's eyes, but the smile on his face became even more humble.