Chapter 268: Despair

This voice is not Chen Feng, who else can there be, he rushed to Xu Meiqing's residence as soon as possible, and stopped things from deteriorating at the last moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although it is not creation, but the flowery boy Chen Feng, who is a little annoying, but has strong strength, is not Xu Meiqing's favorite dish. But he can always appear at critical moments, giving Xu Meiqing an indescribable sense of security, as if he is by his side, there is nothing to fear, which undoubtedly deeply touched Xu Meiqing.

At this moment, Xu Meiqing would rather fall into Chen Feng's hands than be insulted by the short and ugly Wang Ba.

"Who, who is it?" Yijia on the side of the road was startled, and broke out in a cold sweat, almost frightened the most important function, and someone actually silently penetrated his internal force prohibition and appeared behind him, thinking about it terrifying.

As powerful as the roadside Yijia in the middle of the congenital stage, he asked himself if he had the ability to silently penetrate the internal force prohibition of those of the same level, which shows that the comer either has extraordinary strength or is carrying a heavy treasure.

"You're Chen Feng!"

When Yijia on the side of the road turned to look at the young man who appeared out of thin air, his mouth opened into a circle, which can be described as a surprise. Isn't it the killer Chen Feng who killed his brother's enemy, and organized the creation on the must-kill list?

An incredible look flashed in the eyes of Yijia on the side of the road, and his heart was extremely shocked, and he couldn't see Chen Feng's cultivation clearly.

Could it be that his cultivation is stronger than mine, or even higher, thinking about it, Chen Feng is only eighteen years old, even if he practices from his mother's womb, it is impossible to reach the middle congenital stage, let alone a higher realm. In this way, it seems that he has treasures of hidden cultivation on his body, or has cultivated peerless exercises of hidden cultivation, and so on.

No matter what, the roadside Yijia didn't believe that Chen Feng was more powerful than him, after all, he was a mid-congenital cultivator, and the emperor-level killer of the Divine Turtle Organization. Looking at the world, he is also one of the masters of coaxing, a hegemon-level figure. What's more, there is a record of Chen Feng in the organization, the strongest is the early stage of the congenital, and it is impossible to be higher, otherwise the organization will not send him out to complete the task.

The innate master is an important figure in any force, a pillar of the mainstream, and a foundation, who would be stupid enough to send the innate master to death. Therefore, the roadside Yijia was 100% sure that Chen Feng's cultivation was lower than him, and he was definitely not his opponent.

In fact, the roadside Yijia overestimated the Divine Turtle Organization, and the Divine Turtle Organization did not get comprehensive information, and their understanding of Chen Feng was limited. Today's Chen Feng's cultivation is a thousand miles a day, which cannot be described by common sense, to an extremely terrifying level.

"Chen Feng, if you don't take the road in heaven, there is no door in hell and you want to break in, dare to go against our Eight Great Empires, and kill my three younger brothers, you will not be able to escape the blame for your death. The roadside Yijia was furious, and the enemies were particularly dazzled when they saw each other. In addition, he was interrupted at a critical moment, and his mood was very unhappy, and he was murderous, and he couldn't wait to pick up Chen Feng alive.

Chen Feng's eyes flickered with coldness, looking at the poor Xu Meiqing, he was furious, he looked directly at Yijia on the side of the road, murderous, and simply said domineeringly: "Turtle King bastard, there is a kind of going to the suburbs to fight." ā€

"Damn, how dare you insult this seat, I will make you unable to live, and you will not be able to die. "The roadside roared like thunder, and the voice of the person was not small, and the floor was shaken, and the strength was strong. He didn't immediately make a move at Chen Feng, but grabbed Xu Meiqing, broke out of the window, and ran towards the suburbs.

This is an urban area, with high-rise buildings and crowds, and once you start it, it will definitely attract the attention of government departments. If the public is accidentally injured and has a bad impact, the government department will use hot weapons, not to mention that the roadside armor will not be able to complete the task, and escape will become a problem.

After all, no matter how high the kung fu is, it can't withstand the bombardment of hot weapons, let alone a roadside armor, even the president of the Divine Turtle Organization.

The governments of the three countries have clear regulations that innate masters are not allowed to make trouble in places where there are people, and those who behave badly will be served directly with hot weapons.

Chen Feng proposed a battle in the suburbs, which was in line with the intention of the roadside Yijia, and at the terrifying speed of the two, they arrived at the suburbs five minutes later.

Xu Meiqing was shocked, she felt that she was on a plane, the wind was whistling on both sides, and houses, forests and other things were passing by rapidly, incredibly fast, is this the power of people?

She couldn't imagine it, she was shocked and frightened, the short and ugly man was so powerful, wouldn't Chen Feng be in danger.

Yijia on the side of the road threw Xu Meiqing aside, looked directly at Chen Feng, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, clenched his fists, crackled, like a firecracker, his eyes flashed with a wolf-like ferocity, and sneered: "Kill you first, and then enjoy the beauty." ā€

Yijia on the side of the road thought that he would eat Chen Feng, and killing him was as simple as stepping on an ant, and it didn't take much effort.

"Wang Ba, you have no life to bear. Chen Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, he took the lead in making a move, his breath skyrocketed, his killing intent was boundless, he stepped out in one step, disappeared in place, and appeared in front of Yijia on the side of the road in the next second, slapping his chest with a palm, without any tricks.

Innate masters, raising their hands and feet, the wind and clouds change color, and simple moves are cast in their hands, and they also have the power of earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

Chen Feng's palm seems simple, but it actually contains the internal force of the innate realm, blocking the retreat of the roadside Yijia in all aspects, so that he has no way to retreat and no way to avoid it.

"Oh my God, such a strong internal force, it's not weaker than me!" Yijia on the side of the road was shocked, his contempt had already been thrown out of the clouds, and all he had in his heart was fear. At this moment, time does not allow a roadside Yijia to think too much, so he hurriedly used the lazy donkey to roll, rolled backwards in embarrassment, and narrowly avoided a fatal palm.

"Damn, the attack speed is so fast!" A person on the side of the road was grizzled, wanted to cry without tears, and had the urge to hit the wall, just dodged Chen Feng's palm, and before he could get up, he saw Chen Feng spread his wings like a big peng, volleyed in the air, danced his palms, set off a gust of air, and attacked with the power of overwhelming mountains and seas.

"My day, fight!" Yijia roared on the side of the road, angry, he didn't expect Chen Feng to be so powerful, he quickly used all his strength, gathered his hands, and met him.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, the earth cracked, sand flew away from the rocks, and a five-meter pit appeared under the body of Yijia on the side of the road.

The roadside armor was covered in blood and let out a moan of pain. Originally, his strength was not as good as Chen Feng, and he couldn't withstand Chen Feng's huge force at all, his hands were broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, his internal organs were displaced, his breath was messy, and half of his life was gone. If it weren't for the cultivation of the innate realm, his vitality was extremely tenacious, and he would have gone to see King Yama a long time ago.

The pain of drilling the heart, like ten thousand ants piercing the heart, hurts so much that the roadside is crying dad and calling mother, where is there still a royal killer style.

At this moment, the roadside Yijia realized that Chen Feng's strength was definitely comparable to that of the president, and it was not something he could fight against at all, no wonder his three younger brothers died at his hands.

Yijia on the side of the road has the heart to die, and he complains in his heart, the organization of the cheating father, asking my younger brother to deal with the congenital master, an existence that is more powerful than me, wouldn't it be to touch the stone with an egg.

Uncle Ni's organization, the pit of the dead does not pay for the life, and even the seat is pitted in. Watching Chen Feng approach step by step, Yijia on the side of the road was scared and desperate.