There was still a lingering shock on people's faces, no way, Wu Feng, who was still being beaten a moment ago, was the only person standing on the wind torture platform at this moment, and Shi Mengchen, who attacked like a storm at the beginning, was now actually beaten to the ground, such a change made them unable to recover for a while.

Xu Dahai's face was also shocked, he couldn't even believe what he saw, and rubbed his eyes, as if to verify whether he was wrong. When he opened his eyes and saw that Shi Mengchen's body was knocked to the ground, and Wu Feng was standing calmly, Xu Dahai knew that he was not dazzled.

However, recalling the moment just now, Shi Mengchen was still in a dream. The speed and strength that Wu Feng showed just now shocked him, others may find out that he is a layman, but of course a practitioner like him can know what this speed and strength of the Dao means, with such speed and strength, no wonder Wu Feng is so confident in this wind torture platform. With his ability, what he had considered before was indeed not whether he could win this wind torture table, but whether he could kill Shi Mengchen ruthlessly. Thinking that he had been pressed and beaten by Shi Mengchen before, it was Wu Feng who listened to his advice and let Shi Mengchen humiliate him to the fullest, so that he could kill him. It's just that now, whether he can have a murderous intent, Xu Dahai doesn't know.

"Bang", the sound of glass breaking sounded next to him, Xu Dahai turned his head to look, and saw that the wine glass in the hand of the third young master Xia Zisheng had fallen to the ground and broken, Xia Zisheng still maintained the posture of holding the wine, the glass of red wine was broken on the ground and splashed on his body, he didn't have a trace of feeling. At this time, his face showed the same expression as everyone else. That's shock.

"How is it possible, I actually won. Xia Zisheng's voice was very small, and he could hear from his tone that he couldn't believe such a fact.

"Haven't won yet. Xu Dahai responded in a deep voice, "Shi Mengchen is not dead yet, so he hasn't won yet." When he said this, Xu Dahai had an indescribable solemnity.

Xia Zisheng looked at Xu Dahai with some astonishment, not knowing what he meant by this, but then. Xu Dahai's performance made him even more stunned.

I saw Xu Dahai suddenly take a few steps forward. He shouted at the wind torture platform: "Kill him, kill him, kill him......"

Originally, the hall was now silent. Xu Dahai's voice was particularly harsh in the hall. Those who were still immersed in the shocking changes in front of them just now. was shocked by Xu Dahai's loud voice. The crowd joined in the shouting, and for a moment, the words "kill him" echoed throughout the hall. Abnormally deafening.

It's just that this time is different from last time, the last time was to ask Shi Mengchen to kill Wu Feng, and this time it was for Wu Feng to kill Shi Mengchen.

The shouts of killing rose one after another, and the entire hall suddenly boiled.

……

On the wind torture platform, in the wave after wave of shouts and killings, Shi Mengchen's face changed with various expressions, some were shocked, some were in pain, some were in disbelief, but more of them were still fear. That's right, fear, at this moment, he suddenly realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, and he had made a fatal mistake from the beginning. At this moment, he clearly felt that death was coming in front of him.

Looking at Wu Feng, who was standing calmly not far away, and listening to the shouts and killings on the stage, Shi Mengchen only felt bitter in his mouth. couldn't help but look at the pair of beautiful eyes in the audience, those beautiful eyes were still the same moving, but this time, those beautiful eyes never intersected with him again, all her attention was focused on the only person standing on the stage, and she didn't even look at Shi Mengchen's gaze.

Shi Mengchen suddenly felt a lot of pain in his heart, if he could still bear the physical pain, then Han Jiamin's ruthless gaze was more like a stab in his heart, this kind of mental pain almost made him faint. He can be killed, however, he can't help but be looked down upon by Han Jiamin, which he can't bear.

Enduring the pain of his right hand, Shi Mengchen struggled to stand up, and his right hand hung down weakly. There was an angry look in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Wu Feng in front of him.

Wu Feng was still expressionless, as if he didn't have the slightest fluctuation in the upcoming victory, looked at Shi Mengchen, who was extremely angry, and said lightly: "You lost." ”

"Not yet, I still have a hand. Shi Mengchen shouted desperately.

Then his body rushed towards Wu Feng.

This is obviously a trapped beast, when the body that rushed forward was still three meters away from Wu Feng, Wu Feng suddenly moved, still so weird, still so fast, and a punch struck Shi Mengchen's chest cleanly. But this time, Shi Mengchen was obviously ready, and in the face of Wu Feng's punch, Shi Mengchen's left hand drew a circle and swept towards Wu Feng.

It was another cotton fist, only this time, Wu Feng's face showed a trace of disdain, and the fist was still struck. At the moment of intersecting with Shi Mengchen's hand, that punch suddenly accelerated, and a momentum more powerful than before struck out, hitting Shi Mengchen's chest.

With just one move, Shi Mengchen's body was blown out of the air again.

The scene was quiet again, and the shouts of "kill him" stopped.

"Poof", a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Shi Mengchen's mouth, staining a piece of the field in front of him, adding another trace of blood to the bright red field.

Seeing that his trick actually failed, the shock on Shi Mengchen's face became more and more obvious, this was the first time that someone had broken it since he practiced Mianquan, and it was so neatly broken.

"Don't try to work hard, any move is a joke in the face of sheer strength and speed. Wu Feng said.

Shi Mengchen held the ground with his left hand and wanted to stand up, but because of excessive force, a wisp of blood rushed out of his mouth again.

"You lost, your plan is indeed perfect, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong object. Wu Feng said lightly.

Shi Mengchen tried hard again and finally allowed himself to stand up. He said weakly: "I'm not dead yet, so I haven't lost yet." ”

Shi Mengchen rushed forward again, just looking at his weak appearance, anyone knew that it was futile.

Shi Mengchen's body stopped about half a meter away from Wu Feng, because his throat had been pinched by Wu Feng, and anyone knew that if Wu Feng was willing, Shi Mengchen would be able to turn into a dead corpse in the next moment.

I don't know who shouted "kill him" again, and suddenly, the wild shout sounded again. (To be continued......)