Chapter 817

One death and one injury!

Chu Feng used his own serious injury to exchange for the Yin Rou man's death, which made it a little difficult for the people on the scene to breathe. Although Chu Feng was only injured, there are still three covetous babulu. In this case, injury means death, unless Chu Feng admits defeat.

At this time, the day can light of the mouth: "kill him!"

The short man received the command and quickly moved to close the distance with Chu Feng. With a sharp and gloomy fist, he went directly to Chu Feng's head. With a cold smile on his mouth, he would surely be famous for the whole holy Dynasty and even the world.

Just at the moment when his fist was about to touch, Chu Feng had grasped him with one hand, and his body immediately leaned forward with a knee on the latter's abdomen.

The huge impact force makes the short man forget the reaction. Where is the Chu wind so powerful?

Without waiting for him to think about anything, Chu Feng took advantage of the moment he bent down, and with a powerful punch in the back of his head, the short man's mouth and nose came with blood, and his body felt powerless.

But everything didn't stop because of this. Chu Feng raised his hand and dropped a punch again. The skull of the short man burst and collapsed directly. The blood in his mouth and nose became sticky. Chu Feng turned over and jumped out. The short man's lifeless body fell under the platform.

Shazhi frowned a little, and some of them didn't adapt to the cruel bloodiness. He raised his hand and let people clean up the corpse.

Tian can's face cooled down. Originally, he thought that Chu Feng was going to die on the stage of martial arts, but now it was the people of tianwangmen who died. Although he was only a Sanda expert who was paid a lot of money, he also spent millions. It was a bit of a pity.

But seeing Chu wind erase the bloodstain from the corners of his mouth, his expression softened a little.

On the stage, the man of donghongmen yelled, and again launched a violent attack with babulu. Chu Feng did not dodge this time, allowing their fists and feet to fall on themselves, but his subsequent counterattack directly made them fall to the ground.

In the eyes of Chu Feng, Du Yaming stood up on the front stage and drank Jiao: "donghongmen, admit defeat!"

The man in the western regions took a look at Chu Feng and quickly stood up and retreated. Although Chu Feng was injured, no one knew when he would fall. At this time, compared with the death of Chu Feng, he cherished his life more.

Babulu sat up and saw Chu Feng's cold eyes looking at him. He coughed and said, "I give up. I still earn three tons anyway."

Standing up, babulu looked at Chu Feng with admiration, thumbed up and said, "you are the strongest young pilgrim I have ever seen. There is no one. I am convinced that I lost!"

With Chu Feng nodding slightly, babulu jumped off the stage. He wanted to see how powerful Chu Feng was. He was so respected. But after a fight, babulu understood that chufeng was not so simple.

Du Shaofu curled his mouth and hummed, "what's the use of powerful fists in this era? The key is to see the background and head."

His words immediately attracted the scorn of the people around him. If Chu Feng had only been a rude man, he would have died long ago. Obviously, you can feel the jealousy in Du Shaofu's words.

Four people were defeated in the first World War, two dead and two injured. Chu Feng's strength was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In a hall away from the martial arts arena, an old man with gray hair was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at it through a telescope. He raised a smile and said, "it's worthy of being the second Mr. Du. I admire his strength and courage."

"No wonder he dares to push Shazhi directly, because he is not afraid of everything."

Behind the old man stood a middle-aged woman with a respectful attitude. Knowing who the old man was talking about, she nodded back and said, "he was really strong. If I didn't hide well at that time, he might have found me. Under such circumstances, men's alertness is still so high, which is enough to prove his strength."

The old man nodded slightly. There were only him and middle-aged women in the hall, but there were hundreds of guards with guns and live ammunition outside the hall, because he was no one else. He was the overlord of the corner area, sandstone!

Seeing that Sha Yan didn't speak, the middle-aged woman opened her mouth carefully: "commander, do you want to move so that Chu Feng can stay. He has violated Miss Sha. At least we should ensure the interests of Sha family army before we can leave?"

With a faint smile in his eyes, Sha Yan shook his head gently and said, "it's not appropriate to keep him, and we may not be able to stay. It is said that it is impossible for him to spit out benefits because of Shazhi. It is said that if he eats people and doesn't vomit bones, he is dead grass. But if Shazhi is with him, he will become the son-in-law of my Sha family."

"In this way, the arms of the white tiger Gang should have been sent to us?"

The middle-aged woman smell speech a Zheng, immediately seem to understand what meaning general, respectfully nodded to emerge admiration: "command wise!"

In the vicinity of Yanwu platform, no one knows that all of this is under the attention of sandstone. Chu Feng stands on the stage with pride, and gets 12 tons of extra in the battle just now, as well as 15 tons of donghongmen and babelutian wangmen. In addition, the cold wasteland regiment's 250 million Chi yuan, Chu Feng gained billions in the first battle, which makes people very envious.But soon Shazhi also took back his eyes, and did not want others to see his unnatural, said coldly: "there are still two, who can continue to challenge!"

At the moment, there are not many goods in hand. The cold wasteland group, Donghong gate and Tianwang gate are all vacant. On the contrary, Chu Feng's hand now has a total of 35 tons, which many people covet.

Tian can and Du Yaming looked at each other carelessly. The latter stood up and put up a beautiful smile, as if he had not lost at all. He said with a smile: "I admire the strength of the wind. Donghongmen is willing to challenge with another 250 million Chi. It's good to win, and it doesn't matter if you don't win."

"I appreciate strong men most. It's like wind is less. If you have a little money, you can make friends."

Some people have emerged light to ponder. Chu Feng has already fought four people. In addition, Gu Ming and Yan Luo have been injured. At this time, donghongmen still has to fight. Everyone can't help but feel that they are playing with the damper. This is just a wheel battle.

After all, as long as the Chu wind is killed, the output will come back sooner or later.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman who could hold and kiss with himself or even willing to present her body. Although she still had a smile at the moment, the killing opportunity was looming.

When everyone was sure that Chu Feng would refuse, he spread out his hands and said, "I'm standing here today. Whoever wants to fight will come. Anyway, I'm poor. How can someone give me money to refuse?"

Whoever wants to fight will come!

The frantic words made the scene completely silent. Even Du Yaming and Tiancan narrowed their eyes to see if Chu Feng was bluffing, but what he saw on his face was calm and confident.

Du Yaming thought for a while and thought that Chu Feng must have been seriously injured. Now he is just pressing people with momentum and waving his hand: "go up!"

In the camp of donghongmen, a masked man walks out of the camp with steady steps like wind. Chu Feng stands on the stage and takes a look at it. His mouth picks up a deep playfulness. Wearing the mask, he feels that others don't know. It's ridiculous!

The rest of the people saw a man coming out of the East Red Gate. They were also wearing masks. They were curious about who they were and needed to be covered up like this?

Du Yaming said in a timely manner: "he was disfigured in the fire. His appearance was a little ugly, so he wore a mask and was one of the major generals of donghongmen."

Some people reluctantly accept the simple explanation, but some people sneer at it. The people here who have no blood on their hands, what kind of ugly people have not seen, what kind of miserable situation has not been seen, just disfigurement, who is afraid?

Most people have vaguely guessed that donghongmen may be a foreign aid, but at present, Chu Feng's family is almost the largest, and they don't mind watching Chu Feng's misfortune.

The masked man stepped onto the stage and bowed slightly to Chu Feng to show his respect, but he didn't say a word. When the battle was about to begin, Tiancan stood up from the main stage and said with a bright smile: "it happens that there are still two shares left. We tianwangmen are willing to challenge fengshao with money."

"I don't know what the wind is going to do?"

All the people present trembled at the news. Tian can is the ninth master in the red list. After years of precipitation, he must have made some progress. Maybe he has reached the level of Super Master. Although I heard that he was injured in the war with tagil last night, it seems that he is not seriously injured at the moment.

Everyone's heart and mind are looking at Chu Feng. He just left his bold words there. At the moment, Donghong gate and Tianwang gate must be the most powerful force. Chu Feng is injured. How can he resist it?

Sha Zhi frowns slightly and wants to speak, but standing in the position of Sha Jiajun, she must remain neutral and care a little bit more unconsciously. She hopes that Chu Feng will refuse, even if it is divided into two wars. After all, there is no empty scholar under the reputation. Who knows what the old man Tiancan can do later?

However, when everyone thought that Chu Feng would choose World War I and World War I, he raised his warm smile and revealed his frantic smile. He pointed to Tiancan and said, "I'll send you your coffin."

The frantic words made the scene a little silent. Both lonely life and Yan Luo were somewhat surprised. Today, Chu Feng's frankness was just that they believed that Chu Feng was not an impulsive person. There must be some truth in doing so. However, tiancanleng then sneered: "I will send the coffin with less wind!"

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