Chapter 952: The Fourth Asian Saint List
When the brick returned to Liu Feng's hand, there seemed to be a red halo on the brick, but there was no blood on the brick.
Liu Feng held the brick and said with a smile: "Well, after identification, the secret bloody battle suits of the Zheng family are indeed fake."
"Damn! It's so funny. Your Zheng family can't afford real goods, so you don't have to buy fake goods to serve as a storefront, right?"
"As this kind of family, I'm afraid it will become the ultimate laughing stock of the entire place!"
"No, they will not become laughing stocks, they can only become the topic of conversation for some people after dinner, because they will soon become the past, and there will be no Zheng family in Shengjing City in the west in the future."
Han Yichen, Han Xingrui and Chi Long said in a cold tone.
Especially Han Yichen, who was ridiculed by his own people just now, was about to find someone to vent his anger, but he didn't say a word, stomped his feet and rushed out like a human-shaped cannonball.
"Damn it, I really don't take our Zheng family seriously!"
At the same time, a half-step martial saint of the Zheng family rushed forward to meet Han Yichen.
Since this guy dared to take action, it means he was very confident in his strength. He even twisted his waist first and turned around, and kicked Han Yichen with a graceful side kick.
"Certainly!"
However, facing Han Yichen, who has the artistic conception of truth, how could the Zheng family's half-step martial saint threaten?
With the words "decision", the Zheng family's buddy suddenly confirmed. Then Han Yichen reached out and grabbed his ankle, swung it backwards, and shouted: "Feng, go up the brick, and verify whether the dark blood battle equipment on this bastard is a fake!"
Whoosh!
At the same time, Liu Feng's bricks took action.
Immediately afterwards, the brick slammed through the body of the half-step Martial Saint. The dark blood battle suit on his body was still as fragile as paper, and he didn't even have the ability to resist at all.
"It's a fake again, I took another one."
"Oh my God, the masters of the Zheng family are actually wearing fake dark blood battle suits!"
"Dear Zheng family, I used to think they were so great, it turned out to be so bad!"
The screams sounded again around him. Not to mention the female students of Shengjing Women's College were confused, even the members of the Zheng family were completely confused at this time.
However, this was not over yet. Han Yichen's movements continued. In an instant, he went to another Zheng family master, whispered a word of fixed words, and then threw them back.
Bang... Bang... Bang...
After throwing it a few times in a row, and with a few blowing bricks, all the six and a half-step martial saints of the Zheng family died under the bricks.
thump!
When the last Zheng family's half-step Martial Saint's body fell to the ground, the whole sound fell into silence, and the silence that could be heard by the needle.
Although the Zheng family still has dozens of experts wearing dark blood combat suits standing here, they have no intention of attacking at all, and they even have a look of panic in their eyes.
"Damn, trash!"
Han Yichen clapped his hands and said, "There are these guys left. I know that the so-called elite Zheng family members are not many people who are directly related to the Zheng family in terms of strength. I will give you a chance to survive, leave your weapons and equipment, leave the black coins on your body, and then you can turn back and get out."
"I'll hand it!"
As soon as Han Yichen finished speaking, a master of the Zheng family stepped forward, took the initiative to remove the dark blood battle equipment from his body, took out all the black coins on his body and placed them on the ground, then quickly turned around and left.
Han Yichen did not stop the whole process. Liu Feng, who was standing behind holding the brick, raised a satisfied smile on his lips. After spending time with Liu Feng for a long time, Han Yichen's style of doing things became more and more like Liu Feng.
With one person in the Zheng family taking the lead, naturally a second person follows him.
When two Zheng family masters left safely, the others dismissed their weapons and equipment like crazy...
"Damn it, you traitors!"
At this moment, among the Zheng family, a tall man suddenly raised the arm spear on his right arm, pointing at a master who had just been lifted from his battle. An orange light flashed in the black muzzle.
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However, the angry Zheng family completed the shooting action. Liu Feng's bricks had already arrived and knocked the Zheng family away fiercely in the crowd.
Immediately, the scene fell into silence again, and the remaining masters of the Zheng family were trembling all over their bodies when they saw it.
Before coming, these so-called elite Zheng family members thought it was not difficult to beat Liu Feng and others, but now they understand how terrible the enemies they face are. Now they understand why the head of their family, a real martial saint, was slaughtered.
"You guys keep going."
Liu Feng took back the brick and shook it, "Those who resisted will definitely be killed. If you don't resist, you won't die. Don't hesitate, and be quick, nothing is worth life."
I have to say that the boss of the King of Hell is really strong. After hearing his words, no one dared to resist. Everyone quickly handed over the equipment and black coins, leaving like a dog of a devastated family.
Then Liu Feng used a four-dimensional equipment box to collect the equipment from the Zheng family. The four brothers exchanged glances with each other, and each read an emotion called excitement from each other's eyes.
Pa, papa!
But at this moment, a tall and tall young man walked towards the big flower bed with his hands clapped his hands.
This young man is slightly thicker than Liu Feng, but his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Liu Feng. When he moves forward, the corners of his mouth will naturally raise up, showing a calm and confident smile.
Facing this person, Liu Feng actually felt both dangerous and intimate.
"Master, this is a top master."
"He should also be a half-step Martial Saint, but why does it make me feel that when facing him, there is more pressure than when facing Chu Jian?"
"Half-step Martial Saint, but this person makes me feel better than the Martial Saint Zheng Ruming who was killed by us. Is my feeling wrong?"
Chi Long, Han Xingrui and Han Yichen all showed a trace of solemnity on their faces when facing this young man.
And at this moment, some knowledgeable female students in Shengjing Women's College suddenly screamed and screamed.
"Liu Qi is Liu Qi, the eldest son of the Liu family in Wucheng!"
"My God! It turns out to be him, Liu Qi, who ranks fourth on the Sub-Saint List!"
"I heard that the top four people in the sub-saint list are all monsters who have broken through to their own extremes, and they have all killed the Martial Saint in a single-on-one situation. So isn't this Liu Qi the existence who can kill the Saint with the power of a single person?"
After hearing the screams of some female students, even Liu Feng's heart was shaken.
"Liu family in Wucheng, Liu Qi!"
Liu Feng said softly: "How terrifying is a person who can resist the Martial Saint Realm and fight against the slaughter of the Saint?"
After Liu Feng said this, the darkened big data stream of the super optical brain suddenly started independently and scanned Liu Qi.
Immediately afterwards, a set of data appeared in Liu Feng's brain. The man opposite was 22 in physical strength and had an indescribable state.
Bang!
Liu Feng held both hands hard, and a sound burst out. He had already felt a strong hostility from Liu Qi, and the opponent's physical strength was six points higher than him. These six points may not be compensated for even with dark blood combat equipment!
Chapter completed!