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Chapter 644

It would be a bit too cheap for such a person to die so easily! It would be worthy of him only by what he did, and by his actions, he would experience unprecedented fear and despair before going to see the King of Hell.

After being roasted at high temperature, Xiangyang's body was covered in blood and blood, which looked extremely disgusting.

He lay on the ground, watching the fire burning, his body turned dark little by little, and then it burned like a raging fire.

Even though the body burned like wood, those people were still not dead. Their bodies were still struggling. The shrill screams were creepy and their scalp was numb!

As the twisting and screaming weakened, several last survivors were burned into a ball and eventually turned into several wisps of ashes.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes transformed by those people drifted away with the wind, unbiased and scattered towards the sun and all over the face.

Wow!

Xiangyang could no longer hold it back and vomited violently.

Looking at his appearance, Chen Feng sneered repeatedly: "How is it? Do you feel miserable? Remember, they ended up like this because of you! You don't care about it, just for the sake of face.

It is simply unforgivable to hurt people's lives!"

"You...you..."

Xiangyang vomited in the darkness. After gasping for a few times, he tried hard to raise his head, looked at Chen Feng like a devil, and murmured: "You... are a demon... a demon!"

"demon?"

Chen Feng smiled!

"No, this is just a little punishment for you! When you asked those people to shoot and kill them, why didn't you expect that you were a demon? If I were an ordinary person, I would have been beaten into a pile of minced meat!

Could it be that your methods are not cruel?"

Chen Feng looked down on his face, showing sarcasm, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"If you think I am a demon like this, then I promise to refresh your cognition for the next thing!"

After saying this, before Xiangyang could react to the meaning of the words, Chen Feng suddenly raised his toes, and his body suddenly flew towards Wu Chengshuang like a cannonball.

The streets that originally seemed a little cold now exuded the breath of being burned by Han Xuan Bingyan. Whether on the ground or on both sides of the street, everything was roasted to black, deformed, and messy!

It was a silly place before, but now it has all turned into ashes. If someone else came here now, he would never have imagined what had happened before.

Chen Feng was slow and walked forward slowly. Under the illumination of street lights in the distance, his figure was pulled slender and slender, like a god of killing in the dark, exuding a cold and lonely aura.

At this moment, there were only three people left on the entire street, he, Xiangyang, and Luo Li!

No, no, there is another person... Wu Chengshuang!

Although she closed her eyes temporarily, Chen Feng believed that this was only temporary, and she would definitely open her beautiful eyes again and see the light of the sky again afterwards.

Xiangyang fell to the ground, just not far from Wu Chengshuang.

He was completely useless and was thrown into pieces. When Chen Feng walked through the long street and came to his side, he realized and struggled to raise his head.

"Kneel down first and repent for me!"

Chen Fengkong grabbed him, and a powerful aura rolled up Xiangyang's body, dragged his body up, and then smashed it hard to the ground.

Click!

Xiangyang's knees immediately hit the ground hard, and the bones on his legs were shattered by the huge force. He seemed to be kneeling there, but in fact his lower body had no support at all. He only relied on his waist to keep kneeling.

The posture of fu.


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