"Boy, stay at the front line of your life and meet again in the future. Do you really have to be so hard to fight each other?"
Uncle Ling stopped, stared at Chen Feng tightly, and gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"Sorry, I don't have the interest in meeting you in the future!" Chen Feng curled his lips disdainfully and walked forward: "Don't fight for trapped beasts, just die obediently!"
"Boy, I'll fight you!"
Knowing that he could not escape any more, Ling Bo gritted his teeth, and his aura suddenly rushed towards Chen Feng.
"I can't say that you can't, but I just have to struggle, why bother?"
It felt like he had almost played. Chen Feng's original indifferent eyes suddenly appeared in his murderous intent, and he raised his hand and slapped him away.
call!
Following his gesture, the air around him was immediately pulled by inexplicable force, forming an invisible hand in the sky, and slapped at Ling Bo.
This is the power of the master.
Bang!
Bo Ling had just passed halfway forward, and his body suddenly shook, and then his eyes widened, as if he was hit hard by an invisible force and flew backwards.
Everyone in the hall was staring at the pursuit and battle between the two. At this moment, seeing Chen Feng waved his hand so far away, Uncle Ling was shot out, with his eyes wide open, and his expression was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.
What was even more terrifying was still behind. When Ling Bo's body had not yet fallen to the ground, his mouth, nose, and ears were already bleeding, and his seven holes were bleeding.
When I fell heavily to the ground, only half of my life was left, and I had more breathing and less breathing, so I could hardly move.
Now, the remaining enemies were panicked! They had seen Ling Bo's strength and were as powerful as a god.
The actions of encircling and suppressing all parties have almost no barrier because of Ling Bo's existence.
Now, Ling Bo, who was treated like a god, was slapped to death with just a slap in the face.
While the belief collapsed, each of them felt completely fear of Chen Feng.
"Is this... this the power of the master?"
Ling Bo lay on the ground, moaning weakly in his mouth. As he spoke, blood foam continued to overflow along his mouth and nose.
It’s not that he has seen the Grandmaster before, but he was a fellow disciple. Chen Feng was the first to kill him.
Chen Feng walked forward and said lightly: "What else do you have to say?"
Uncle Ling tried hard to open his eyes and looked at Chen Feng deeply, with a hint of hope in his expression.
"I... can I save me if I want to surrender to you?"
The reason I say this is because I heard what happened to the Yao family.
Although he is old, he doesn't want to die yet!
"Oh? Are you trying to ask me to survive?" Chen Feng's mouth raised.
"Please, I have three internal strengths to cultivate, and I can do a lot of things for you!"
Facing Chen Feng's inquiry, Uncle Ling didn't care about his face, tried hard to endure the injury, and begged.
To be honest, Chen Feng was indeed so moved at this moment.
The master of the three internal strengths, looking at the outside world, he is already a rare strong man!
Through other martial arts practitioners, we can see that it is a difficult task to condense one internal force, and the three internal force are even more difficult.
Most importantly, that powerful force, without other accidents, is enough to clear a city.
However, no matter how excited Chen Feng was, he had already suffered the loss of Liu Wan. How could he let the surrendered enemy stay by his side?
"If I asked you to assassinate Gu Junlin, would you agree?"
In Ling Bo's eager gaze, Chen Feng suddenly asked this question.
Ling Bo's expression suddenly stopped.
After a little hesitation, he said with difficulty: "I have difficulties. I can do anything except this!"