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"Big Dipper, Seven Star Slash!"

The autumn water sword in Chen Feng's hand turned into a bright green stream of light. With a boundless aura, it slashed towards Yao WenTao.

"Look, it's dark!" On the ground, even though the poisonous fog had dissipated, the police didn't get off the car for safety's sake. However, they could clearly see what was happening around them. In the blink of an eye, the sky darkened.

Only Situ Qiang who had just climbed out of the fountain could see it clearly. He saw the originally clear sky darken as Chen Feng slashed his sword. In the sky, only seven dark green stars were faintly discernable, showing the battle formation of the Big Dipper.

Under the starlight, the power of the Autumn Water Sword increased tremendously as it clashed fiercely with the black dagger in Yao Wentao's hand.

A blood-red light flashed. Yao WenTao groaned and retreated rapidly. His right arm, along with the black dagger, had already left his body, falling straight down.

"What kind of move is this? Why is it so sharp?" Yao WenTao was extremely shocked. That sword attack from Chen Feng just now had made him feel as if he had walked through the Palace of Hell.

Chen Feng did not pay any attention to Yao WenTao's question. He gave a light whistle and once again rushed forward. The Autumn Water Sword in his hand was extremely sharp and every move was filled with an intense killing move.

In a battle between experts, victory or defeat would be decided in an instant. Yao Wentao's right hand had been cut off and his strength had been greatly reduced. Facing Chen Feng's overwhelming attack, he could only dodge to the left and right with great difficulty to parry the attack. Not long after, his body was drenched in blood, especially from the sword wound on his chest, causing him to be on the verge of collapse.

Facing the thick aura of death on Chen Feng's sword, Yao WenTao finally panicked. He hastily patted the storage pouch on his waist, and a red pill immediately appeared in his hand.

"Red Dragon Pill?" Chen Feng sneered. "You still want to do a trapped beast fight?" As he spoke, Chen Feng's Autumn Water Sword had already been slashed horizontally, its target being the left hand holding the Red Dragon Pill.

Yao WenTao moved quickly, but Chen Feng's sword was even faster. Before Yao WenTao could swallow the Red Dragon Pill, Chen Feng's sword had already climbed onto his finger.

"Shua ~ ~" A bloody light flashed. Yao Wentao's five fingers flew out together with that Crimson Dragon Pill.

Chen Feng did not continue attacking. With just a wave of his hand, he held the Red Dragon Pill in his hand and started scrutinizing it.

Feeling the familiar aura, Chen Feng heaved a long sigh: "Seeing you again now, it's already changed."

The Red Dragon Pill seemed to possess intelligence as it jumped in Chen Feng's hand. It was as if a wanderer who had not returned for a long time had suddenly seen his parents. Although it was only a pill, Chen Feng could still feel its happiness.

"Roar ~ ~ ~" Yao Wentao roared loudly. His voice was extremely loud as waves after waves were transmitted out. At this moment, everyone in the HZ City heard this roar. They all stopped and looked in the direction of the Wanda Building.

"No matter who you are, you must die today!" After roaring, Yao Wentao spoke to Chen Feng with incomparable hatred.

Perhaps it was because of his harsh words, but a soft hiss suddenly sounded from the horizon. The whistling sound was long and powerful. Even Chen Feng frowned and revealed a heavy expression.

"How dare you, you little thief! How dare you hurt my son!" Before the person arrived, he shouted loudly, causing Chen Feng to be under great pressure. True essence surged through his entire body as he frowned coldly.

"Hmph, they are only allowed to kill people from the Yao family, aren't they allowed to kill people from the Yao family?" Enduring the endless pressure, Chen Feng did not back down at all. However, his heart was in turmoil. The old man in front of him was definitely an expert. From his aura, it could be seen that he was an existence above the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Father, you must kill him!" A mournful cry rang out. It was Yao Wentao. He slowly flew to the back of the old man and spoke with resentment.

The old man looked at Yao WenTao's miserable appearance and frowned. A strong evil aura was directed at Chen Feng as he oppressed, "Little bastard, your methods are so vicious. Let's see if I can kill you or not!"

"Hahahaha!" Chen Feng laughed from anger. "How vicious are your methods? To randomly release poison fog to kill ordinary people is benevolent?" At this point, Chen Feng brandished his autumn water sword and pointed it at the old man. "Old dog, today, you and I will not rest until we are dead. Just come at me. If I, Chen Feng, am even the slightest bit afraid today, I'll go with your surname!"

Situ Qiang looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. Today, Mr. Chen had completely overturned the image in his mind. Originally, he thought that although Mr. Chen had a mysterious ability, he was very easy-going and treated others like the spring breeze. Every move he made had an inexplicable affinity with him. However, Mister Chen's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and was in high spirits. He was not afraid in the slightest when facing a strong enemy. That surging fighting intent even made Situ Qiang's blood boil as he stood far away on the ground. From Mister Chen's eyes, Situ Qiang could see a sense of perseverance and confidence.

"Come on, Mr. Chen! Come on!" Situ Qiang used all of his strength to shout these words. After he finished, he discovered that his throat had already been torn apart by the power of this roar. A fishy liquid flowed down his throat.

"Mr. Chen, all the best!" All of a sudden, even more intense shouts erupted from the entire arena. The police and military personnel who had already entered the police car stood on the spot in unison, their gazes filled with admiration towards the high-spirited Chen Feng in the sky. After Situ Qiang shouted, they all simultaneously let out earth-shaking cries.

"Mr. Chen, all the best!"

"Mr. Chen, all the best!"

… ….

The violent sound waves were like a raging sea as they surged forward wave after wave, causing the windows in the surroundings to shua shua shua sounds.

In midair, Chen Feng only felt a wave of air blowing towards him, causing his hair to involuntarily stand on end. Every muscle in his body became excited.

"Hahaha, good, today let me have a good fight!" Chen Feng let out a long laugh towards the sky. His voice was like rolling thunder. His heroic spirit filled the sky and his imposing manner was overbearing.

"You're courting death!" The old man angrily struck out his palm towards everyone on the ground. A huge palm formed from powerful Zhen Yuan suddenly came crashing down.

"Mr. Chen, all the best!" As if infected by Chen Feng's aura, the police officers stood on the spot fearlessly, looking coldly at the incoming gigantic palm print. His voice was like a surging river, and his aura was not the slightest bit weaker than the old man's palm.

Suddenly, a figure flew into the space between the huge handprint and the crowd. A streak of green light, like a beautiful shooting star, split the handprint into two.

"If you want to hurt them, you have to get past me first!" Chen Feng's gaze was cold and imposing.