Chapter 141: No Mercy

He looked at Feng Feng with doubts, obviously he didn't believe in Feng Feng's proposal at all, because it was really incredible. Even if you seal your own cultivation, but the experience you have accumulated over the years is not in vain, for a child, even if you are equal to his cultivation, then you still have a considerable advantage. In the case of their absolute advantage, the other party will actually make this request, it will obviously not be so simple.

"I know what you're thinking, don't worry, as a martial artist, I do what I say, if you can kill him in a fair fight, I won't say anything, you can definitely live. At the same time, I will definitely not do anything in the middle of your fight, it is just a battle between the two of you. Feng Feng saw the man's thoughts, but at this moment he had already made up his mind to arrange such a battle for Wang Zhen, otherwise, there were some things that Wang Zhen would never learn based on his daily preaching. Only in actual combat, learning experience and lessons in actual combat, only in this way can Wang Zhen really grow up.

Naturally, he wouldn't really put Wang Zhen in danger, the reason why he said that before was because he had great confidence in Wang Zhen, under the same level, even if that man had cultivated for decades more than Wang Zhen and had a lot of actual combat experience, but so what, he was full of confidence in Wang Zhen who he had cultivated with his own hands. Even if Wang Zhen really encountered any danger in the battle with him, he would not hesitate to carry out the rescue, credit is such a thing, not all people have to be trusted by him.

Seeing that the other party was still hesitating, the corners of Feng Feng's mouth were weird, and a weird smile appeared, "Boy, since you don't even have this bit of courage, then you don't have the meaning of living, I'll give you a ride first." As he spoke, Feng Feng stretched out his right hand, and a flame began to jump in his hand mischievously.

"Sun Zifeng, promise him. At this time, an old man who had been watching in the rear for a long time spoke, saying that he also didn't understand Feng Feng's approach, so he was ready to let the man test what kind of medicine Feng Feng was selling in his gourd. Of course, he had already thought of the result of the temptation, it was nothing more than this man losing his life, but in the eyes of the old man, he was just a rotten life, and it was naturally excellent to be able to make a little contribution to himself and others before he died.

Sun Zifeng heard the words of the old man behind him, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose, as his own leader, it was just a matter of not protecting his own safety, and he actually let himself go to the thunder, such a person does not need his own respect, at this moment, he is a simple little person and finally has his own temper, "I'll go to your mother's old white hair, I have long seen that you are unhappy, you are okay now, let the master go to the thunder for you, okay, I'll go, anyway, Lao Tzu is dead horizontally and vertically, and I have to be happy before I die." ”

It can be seen that Sun Zifeng is really angry at this time, it doesn't matter if outsiders want to kill themselves, I didn't expect that my own people don't leave a way for themselves to live, anyway, it's like this, it's better to be happy at the end.

Listening to Sun Zifeng's words, the old man was also very angry, as an elder of a sect, he was actually insulted like this by the back of a sect of his own, and no one could bear it on anyone, "Boy, you are looking for death." He held back his anger against Feng Feng, an unfathomable powerhouse, but for the disciples in his own sect, he would not endure it, and as he spoke, his body rose into the air, and a huge handprint went straight to Sun Zifeng's heavenly spirit in front of everyone's eyes.

Feeling the powerful aura, Sun Zifeng knew that his fate was doomed, and gently closed his eyes and scolded with a smile, "Fuck your old white hair, the master is not afraid of you." Then he waited for the coming of death.

Wang Zhen watched everything quietly behind Feng Feng, he would never have thought that human nature would be so bad, but he couldn't imagine that all this had really happened in front of his eyes.

With a loud bang, a figure flew out, and blood gushed out as if it didn't need money, and the crowd was in a commotion.

"I'll go, this is too strong, and I'll knock Elder Liu back with one palm. ”

"That's right, Elder Liu is a second-order martial saint powerhouse, how could it be, how could it be? Could it be that this old man is really that strong?"

"I really don't know what happened to all this. ”

"It's better to run for your life, what elder, hum, what a waste. ”

This was the whispering of some of the gangsters, and they couldn't help but be even more scared when they saw their elders being repelled by others.

......

"Lao Liu was beaten back so easily, how strong is that old man!"

"It seems that he is a fire attribute soul master, and his cultivation must be around the third or fourth order of the soul saint. ”

"Yes, maybe the old man has already taken that step. ”

"You mean?"

"Yes, the immortal is separated. ”

This is what those old men said later, but they knew that Elder Liu's strength was so easily repulsed, this, this is incredible. These people seem to be too 'lucky', just tie up a child, his grandfather has such strength, how can this be reasonable!

I saw Elder Liu, who was knocked out by a palm, struggling to get up from the ground, he would never have thought that Feng Feng would suddenly make a move, although he was injured this time because of his own carelessness, but the other party's palm was also quite strong, and his arm was almost useless. Holding back his pain, Elder Liu asked Feng Feng, "Friend, what do you mean by this?" Although it was a questioning sentence, his tone was quite soft, and after personally experiencing Feng Feng's strength, he suddenly lost his temper. After speaking, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

The other party softened, but Feng Feng didn't save face for him, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded, "You are a living dog at this age? I didn't hear this just now, and I almost agreed to have an open-minded, undying duel with my grandson, what is the matter with you running here and inserting a lever in the cross? Shooting is a killing move, what if you kill him? You come to have a duel with my grandson? You are a tycoon who lacks heart. At this time, he was like a thug in the market and scolded this high-ranking elder with his head and face, without the slightest trace of the temperament that a martial artist with advanced cultivation should have.