"Is it too late?" a figure silently appeared in front of him, a flash of green light like a beating elf, and instantly wrapped around the sniper's throat.

The sniper's eyes widened, only to feel a chill on his neck. Then, his gaze suddenly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and finally, after rolling some distance on the ground, he saw his body crash to the ground.

"No!" his bloody head opened slightly, and he let out a bitter howl unwillingly, looking at his close corpse, his eyes widened, but there was no trace of light.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

The situation just now was obviously under his control, but who knew that it was just a distraction of himself, this Chen Feng was like a midnight ghost, silently harvesting his life.

Why can't even his sword stop his dignified strength in the Ning Yuan Period?

This was the last method of the mad sniper, and with this thought, he did not blink an eye.

"You ......" sniper was killed, it was a matter between lightning and flint, so fast that Wang Wenjun couldn't react.

Chen Feng fell to the ground faintly, looking coldly at Wang Wenjun, who was especially surprised, and all of his body revealed a strong murderous intent.

"Now, it's your turn!" Chen Feng's voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, instantly cooling the temperature around him.

"Quack-" Wang Wenjun's face was suddenly full of smiles, it was a crazy smile, it was an eager smile, it was a cruel smile!

"Do you think you're going to eat me now?" Wang Wenjun's face was full of madness: "I can't imagine that you are also a strong person in the Ning Yuan Period, or the kind of strong person in the Ning Yuan Period who is suitable for close combat." ”

"Even the sniper king, one of the eight kings of the Tai and Zi Dang, was killed by you with one blow!" Wang Wenjun looked at Chen Feng excitedly, as if he was appreciative and eager.

"However, this mad sniper is just a waste fighting with foreign objects, and without the gun, he is the bottom garbage in the Eight Kings!" Wang Wenjun glanced at the corpse of the mad sniper and said with disdain.

As he spoke, Wang Wenjun gently raised his pair of fists, and at the same time, a strong momentum erupted from his body, and his two fists suddenly condensed a layer of dark and inky brilliance, and a foul smell emanated from this black light, indescribably evil.

"My identity is the poisonous boxing king, one of the eight kings of the Tai and Zi Dang!" Wang Wenjun's momentum has completely changed, becoming gloomy, violent and full of power.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that there would be so many Condensing Yuan Stage powerhouses today!"

"But what's the matter? You're nothing in my eyes!" Chen Feng still smiled easily, as if the person he was facing was just an ordinary gangster, not a powerhouse in the Ning Yuan period at all.

In the battle of the same level, Chen Feng has never been afraid of anyone! The sniper king just now was sniping, and it was only by relying on modern firearms that Chen Feng was forced into danger. But the sniper king lost his gun, and Chen Feng could still kill in one round.

"Arrogance!" Wang Wenjun snorted lightly, his steel-like fist with a gust of fishy wind, and punched straight at Chen Feng's head.

"Hmph!" Chen Feng snorted lightly, and his head was slightly sideways, and he gave up the punch. Then, his right finger suddenly lit up with a golden light.

"Finger through the mountain-" Chen Feng's voice was very melodious, like a song in the daytime, and he was arrogant.

His fingers were like a meteor in the night, clear and fast as lightning.

"Huh-" Chen Feng's finger pointed at Wang Wenjun's body, bringing up a blood flower.

Wang Wenjun held the wound on his stomach and hurriedly retreated, glaring at Chen Feng in disbelief.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I'm not as good as you. Wang Wenjun opened his mouth, the expression on his face changed many times, and finally said this sentence.

It was only one round of fighting just now, but Chen Feng's reflexes, strength, and speed were far superior to him. He instantly understood why Chen Feng, who had just started, would let go of such rampant words.

Chen Feng looked at Wang Wenjun coldly, his face expressionless: "The woman who wants to move me, you have lost the opportunity to commit suicide." As he spoke, Chen Feng looked at Xiao Lin, who was still tied to the pillar, and saw that she only had a pink hooded upper body and a body that was red by ropes, and an inexplicable anger rose in his heart: "Now, let's start enjoying the feast of hell." ”

As he spoke, Chen Feng's body moved again.

Like a midnight ghost, Wang Wenjun's eyes were spent.

The next moment, Wang Wenjun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his legs, his body could no longer stand, and he fell to the ground softly.

"Damn, I won't let you ** me!" Wang Wenjun gritted his teeth, his heart full of resentment. This man didn't even give him the ability to resist at all. However, this Wang Wenjun is also a ruthless person, and in a moment of thought, the true yuan in his body suddenly rioted.

His body blew up like a balloon.

"Do you want to blow yourself up?" Chen Feng's face was full of cruelty: "If you want to play self-explosion in front of me, no way!" As he spoke, Chen Feng's finger slammed on Wang Wenjun's response.

Under Chen Feng's finger, Wang Wenjun's face suddenly flashed with deep despair and resentment, and his inflated body was like a deflated ball, quickly flattening down.

"You...... You're a demon!" Wang Wenjun roared with exhaustion.

However, it was Chen Feng's thunderous means that greeted him.

For a while, a violent howl sounded throughout the warehouse.

"Chen Feng, that's enough!" Xiao Lin exclaimed a little unbearably.

"Whew-" Chen Feng stopped what he was doing and glanced lightly at Wang Wenjun, who was still howling miserably.

At this moment, Wang Wenjun's whole body was scattered, and his whole body was like a lump of flesh, falling to the ground softly and unable to move.

There was no more complete bone in his body.

"Kill me, kill me!" Wang Wenjun's jaw had already been crushed by Chen Feng, and he was speaking vaguely at the moment.

Chen Feng quietly looked at Wang Wenjun, who was no longer in human form, and said in a low voice: "My Chen Feng's woman, no one can touch it!" After speaking, Chen Feng's right foot slammed down on Wang Wenjun's face.

"Chen Feng, you ......" Xiao Lin wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

Although she couldn't bear Chen Feng's approach, her heart was still warm. Isn't Chen Feng's domineering and cruelty all based on her?

Chen Feng smiled brightly and loosened the rope that bound Xiao Lin on his body.

"Run!" Suddenly an exclamation came, and I saw the remaining scramblers of Tai and Zi Dang running towards the gate in panic.

"Hmph, want to run?" Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he was about to rush forward.

"Don't!" Xiao Lin grabbed Chen Feng's clothes and said with reluctance: "Don't kill it!"

Chen Feng looked at Xiao Lin quietly and suddenly smiled. He stroked Xiao Lin's face with love and pity, and said insistently: "I promise you." However, they all look at your body, but they can't keep this pair of eyes. ”

"My Chen Feng's woman, no one can move!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng's figure disappeared, and the next moment, a burst of screams suddenly erupted in the crowd.

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