"So quickly and quickly."

Chang Hu ordered.

Three E-level genetic warriors rushed towards Chen Feng.

Three E-levels deal with one F-level?

This is not a level of battle at all!

"Swoosh!"

The three rushed towards Chen Feng.

"Oh."

Chen Feng just sneered.

Yes, the last time I was with Xu Fei and the others, he was just a junior producer. This poor child must have never seen him take action, right?

"This time, I'll let you see it."

Chen Feng murmured to himself.

"Die!"

Zhang Ling is agile attribute, and has a strange speed. She is the first to rush to Chen Feng. She is the fastest and most fierce. She usually kills her low-level gene maker like Chen Feng!

brush!

A cold light flashed by.

However, no one expected that Chen Feng would explode at this time.

"go!"

Chen Feng pointed at the void.

"call out!"

A series of wind blades bloomed from his hands.

Ten shots in a row!

"careful!"

Chang Hu exclaimed.

Zhang Ling, who had already rushed to Chen Feng, had no time to defend, and could only watch the wind blades passing through her body with deep scars!

And one of them passed through her neck, and blood splattered.

die!

Zhang Ling died like this.

The fragrance fades away.

Everyone was shocked, an E-level warrior died now?

No one expected it!

Wu Fan was even more stunned and could not imagine why Chen Feng, who had only relied on genetic reagents last time, was so terrifying now!

"Next."

Chen Feng showed a cold smile on his lips.

100 points of mental power!

Cool!

From 32 points to 100 points, Chen Feng's combat power has increased geometrically! The power of the Infinite Wind Blade has reached a terrifying level! If he is a strong man in E-level, he really dare not mess with him, but only a few E-level warriors who are obviously not strong...

A fuck?

"Ling'er!"

With an angry roar, another person in Chang Hu's team rushed over frantically.

"go."

Chen Feng waved his hand lightly.

"Buzz--"

A series of shots burst instantly!

"Do you think I'll be afraid of you?"

The man roared angrily.

"boom!"

Balls of blue ice crystals condensed on his right arm and slammed down at the wind blade in the air. The terrifying power shook at this moment.

Two-star secret skill, ice crystal fist.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Ten wind blades were destroyed in an instant, revealing the man's hideous face, "If it weren't for a sneak attack, would you think you could kill Ling'er? Just a F-level, I'll let you have blood debts..."

"careful!"

Chang Hu exclaimed.

"What?"

The man suddenly turned around and then was terrified to find that at some point, the wind blades that had killed people at the beginning did not disappear, but turned back! Each wind blade carried a terrifying speed and killed him from behind.

"Damn it."

He hurriedly turned around to resist.

"boom!"

Another punch, ice crystals splashed everywhere.

He finally smashed the wind blade, but at the moment when he turned around, ten wind blades bloomed in Chen Feng's hand again, piercing him through!

"you……"

He looked at Chen Feng incredibly.

Ten wind blades?

Ten more?

Ten more?

What kind of hell is this?

"hehe."

Chen Feng just smiled faintly and looked at Chang Hu, "Then, you are the only one left?"

Chang Hu's face looked ugly.

Producer?

Hell maker!

Your producer is so powerful?

Kill one person in one second!

In just two seconds, his two companions, one with agility of up to 300 points and the other with a power of up to 260 points, disappeared like this!

Died at the hands of an F-class?

How is that possible?

"Who are you?"

Chang Hu roared in horror.

"Chen Feng, a junior producer."

Chen Feng smiled indifferently.

"Make you paralyzed!"

Chang Hu roared, "I don't believe it. I can't kill you today. If I kill you, everything belongs to mine. What is the Wang family or the Wu family? I am not afraid of you when I leave Jincheng."

"Click!"

"Click!"

Chang Hu's muscles swelled and turned golden, like a glaring Vajra.

"Kill me?"

"Come on!"

Chang Hu roared angrily.

"boom!"

Chen Feng's wind blade fell, leaving only a shallow white seal on him, causing no damage at all.

"Haha, that's all that power?"

Chang Hu laughed wildly, "I have a physical fitness of up to 450 points. I can't kill me with my genetic ability. Even if you are at the peak of F-level, your mental attributes are only 100 points. No matter how strong the genetic ability is, you can't break my defense!"

"Is that true?"

Chen Feng just sneered.

Whoosh!
To be continued...