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"Chen Feng!" Xiao Lin's voice was full of joy, but also anxiety.

"This fool, didn't he tell you not to come over!?" Leave quickly, it's dangerous here! " Xiao Lin screamed in her heart.

Chen Feng slowly walked into the warehouse. There was not the slightest expression on his face. It was as if he was wearing a mask. Even his muscles did not tremble.

"Kid, stand there and don't move!" Wang Wenjun's face turned serious as he shouted.

"Ta — — Ta — — Ta — —"

Chen Feng was still slowly walking forward. His eyes were looking straight at Wang Wenjun. A boundless chill was firmly locked onto his body.

"Humph!" You're not allowed to come back here. " A hint of anger flashed across Wang Wenjun's face. He retreated a few steps to Xiao Lin's side, placed a palm on her head, and shouted sternly, "If you come over again, I'll kill her right now!"

Chen Feng's footsteps finally stopped.

He stood upright in the middle of the crowd like a soaring white poplar, his entire body exuding a fierce aura.

"Release her immediately! I'll leave you with an intact corpse!" Chen Feng said nonchalantly, but his tone revealed infinite iciness.

Today, he was furious. There was also someone who dared to threaten someone close to him. To Chen Feng, this was a capital offense!

He remembered the last time when Chen Feng was still an Alchemy Ancestor. A large sect dared to capture his third disciple, Cui Jue, and even threatened him with his life. In order to not implicate Chen Feng, Cui Jue chose to self-destruct.

In the end, this large sect turned into ashes under Chen Feng's bloody hands. Over a hundred thousand disciples of the sect were completely annihilated by him like lightning. This was the reason why, when he underwent heavenly tribulation, he was killed by that extremely terrifying demonheart tribulation.

However, if Chen Feng were to repeat himself, he would do the same thing. If he couldn't even protect the people close to him, then what was the point in cultivating and asking!

"Crunch." Wang Wenjun's laughter was filled with sarcasm.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant yet. Let's look around you first." As soon as Wang Wengui finished speaking, he heard footsteps around him.

Chen Feng raised his head and looked around. He noticed that there were people crawling out from every corner around him. In their hands, there were all of them carrying pitch-black guns. The black barrel of the gun was pointed at him, and an overwhelming pressure rolled over him. If it was an ordinary person, they would have been scared to the point that their legs would have gone limp.

However, Chen Feng was naturally not an ordinary person.

From the moment he entered the door, Chen Feng's Perception Technique had already fully observed his surroundings. However, Chen Feng was not afraid of these terrifying firearms.

Looking coldly at Wang Wenjun's arrogant face, Chen Feng said softly, "I'll count to three. Release Xiao Lin immediately, or else I'll start a massacre." Chen Feng's words weren't heavy, but when they entered the ears of the crowd, they felt an indescribable chill.

However, at this moment, with his overwhelming numbers, Wang Wenjun naturally did not take Chen Feng's words to heart. Instead, he chuckled and raised his hand full of sarcasm. "Brothers, go beat him to death."

As soon as his voice fell, these were all too … The gang members seemed to have rehearsed it long ago as they started to move the triggers on their fingers.

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"

Suddenly, a deafening sound reverberated through the warehouse.

Scorching hot tongues of flame spewed out from their chests. Countless red-hot bullets were like devouring demons that could only choose a person as they crazily pounced towards Chen Feng.

"Hmph —" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. However, his body seemed to have gone dumb as he stood motionless on the spot.

"Chen Feng, be careful!" Upon seeing this, Xiao Lin was filled with shock and anger as she shouted at the top of her lungs.

However, the speed of the bullets was not something she could match up to. The moment Xiao Lin shouted out, the countless bullets had already pierced through Chen Feng's body.

"Haha, wasn't this little brat very rampant just now? Now, I'll see if you're still alive!" Wang Wenjun shouted with a ferocious expression.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

A series of bullets slammed into the concrete floor of the warehouse, riddling it with holes.

Wang Wenjun's eyes widened. He saw that Chen Feng's figure had already disappeared. A shadow on the spot had quietly dissipated. What the bullet had hit was only his shadow.

"Where is he?" Wang Wenjun's pupils constricted as he suddenly saw a green light appear in the corner of his eyes.

"Be careful!" He screamed at the group of gunmen to his left.

But there was no time!

The afterimage that Chen Feng turned into had already swiftly cut through the group of gunmen. With a flash of green light, the corners of the gunmen's eyes turned black, and their bodies were soundlessly chopped into two halves.

The Autumn Water Sword was a high-grade spirit sword. It was entirely dark green in color, and when it was used, it was like an autumn wave flashing about, causing the sword to appear formless. At this moment, the sharpness of the autumn water sword was completely displayed in Chen Feng's hands.

"Swish —" After harvesting the last gunner's life in this wave, Chen Feng's figure disappeared once again.

At the same time, a large amount of bullets crazily shot at the location Chen Feng was just at. For a moment, sparks flew in all directions.

The speed of the bullets could not keep up with Chen Feng's movements.

"Upstairs, be careful. He's coming your way!" Wang Wenjun warned as his eyes followed Chen Feng's figure.

At this moment, the rest of the gunners had already made their preparations. They focused their attention in the direction Chen Feng came from and clenched their hands tightly. Once they saw Chen Feng's figure, they would shoot like thunder.

"Whooosh." A gentle breeze blew past.

They suddenly felt weak all over, and their hands could no longer hold the guns in their hands.

With a "pa da," the firearms in their hands fell to the ground. Then, as if they were asleep, they closed their eyes and fell to the ground. There was a faint red mark on each of their necks. Not far away, a ghostly green light quietly concealed itself.

It was just a faint red mark. Chen Feng's sword was too fast and sharp, to the point that his blood could not keep up with the speed of their death.

At this moment, Chen Feng was demonstrating the art of slaughter to these people. The corner of his mouth curled up. He didn't wait for the gunners in the other positions to react before disappearing again.

"Damn it! Everyone, be careful!" Wang Wenjun shouted loudly, "Mad sniper, hurry up and attack!"

As soon as Wang Wenjun finished his words, an obscure fluctuation came out. It was as if a large curtain had slowly covered the entire warehouse.

At the same time, Chen Feng, who was in the midst of moving, suddenly felt as if he was being locked down by someone.

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