Regarding the scene where the young man was caught by Chen Feng, Zou Qing's fat face trembled slightly, as if he had foreseeed the result of the sudden outbreak.

Although the young man with a deer-headed rat-headed look was not at a disadvantage for a while and was slamming Chen Feng frantically, his figure was pushed out and he was unable to gain a foothold.

On the other hand, every step Chen Feng took, the power of the left hand burst out step by step, just like the meridians being washed away. The terrifying boxing force knocked out the young man's body with a deep knuckle-like fist mark.

Not only Zou Qing was a little adapted to the sudden change, but even the monks from Xuanxin Cave were scattered in fear, fearing that they would be affected by the fire between Chen Feng and Zhimeng.

"Boom~~~"

Chen Feng turned his head slightly. Although he avoided Zhimeng's punch at his left eye, he was still paid by the opponent's index finger, like a hammer's fist, and broke the left face.

"Pok~~~"

Just as Chen Feng was fully lifted up the weight of the Tianyun Jingyi body, holding Zhimeng's arm with his right hand and knocking down the ancient stone ground from mid-air, a crack even appeared in the space below the back of the young man with a deer-headed rat.

"Bang~~~"

Because Chen Feng grabbed Zhimeng's big hand and slapped it, not only knocking his arm to twist, but also slapped it on his chest.

"This ancient forbidden area is really suitable for fighting, but even so, this is the first time I have seen someone with his own strength to tear out cracks in the space for a short time." Seeing Zhimeng's rat eyes bulging, his ugly face showed a look of pain, and even his thin body seemed to be suppressed and his mouth was defecated, Zou Qing couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Just as Zou Qing's words fell, Chen Feng pressed against Zhimeng and knocked a circular crack in the space that had already recovered like streaming light shrinking.

"I'm convinced..."

Unable tolerate Chen Feng's savage bombardment, he spoke almost with difficulty.

"I haven't vented it yet. This is just the beginning. You have to be mentally prepared." Chen Feng's strong figure was riding on the thin young man, with his body full of Wuji Domineering and pressing him tightly under him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom~~~"

As Chen Feng looked ferocious, he shook his arms, and his hands opened his left and right to punch Zhimeng's head, and in a few strokes he smashed it into pieces.

"This is really a fierce man!"

Seeing that Zhimeng's legs, which were pressed behind Chen Feng's butt, were hit with his head and twitching, and he looked completely treated violently, Zou Qing hesitated a little, but in the end he still didn't go forward to pull.

Under the gaze of the monks, until Zhimeng, who barely covered his head, was broken by Chen Feng's big fists, the roaring sound of fist explosion gradually stopped.

“Hehe~~~”

After rubbing his big hands, Chen Feng, who got up from Zhimeng's body, shot a kick at his ribs, kicking the young man's thin body away onto the huge mountain.

“Long~~~”

The sound of trembling people's hearts sounded until the young man's slightly distorted body rebounded and returned. Chen Feng almost posed in a cool position, and another whirlwind foot was whipped on his body.

With the rumbling sound, when the young man was kicked and hit by the continuous force, it turned into a ball. Chen Feng's one-eyed eyes were filled with blood and violent intentions, but he refused to give up.

"He has been beaten up. If you don't stop, you will have a miscarriage if you want to pull people into the organization." Seeing that Chen Feng had a rhythm of wanting to live, Zou Qing coughed.

"I haven't acted for a long time, and I couldn't control it for a while, and I was a little excited, but this kid was really a little bit too short." Chen Feng stretched out his big hand and grabbed Zhimeng who was rebounded by the kick. With a slight rotation, he pulled his ball-shaped body apart.

"I'm really sorry, are you okay?"

Chen Feng fell next to Zou Qing and asked with a smile, grabbing Zhimeng, who was beaten to death.

"I think it's hard for him to answer you!"

Seeing that the young man's cheekbones were broken, his eyes were blind, and even his mouth was torn, Zou Qing couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"If you don't answer, it's all right."

Chen Feng threw up the unindividual young man in his hand, and the dark smile on his face gave people a sense of danger of being heartbroken.

"You haven't changed much!"

A woman's voice sounded, diverting Chen Feng's brutal attention.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Seeing a mushroom-headed girl appear, the tyrannical blood in Chen Feng's single eyes faded a little. He ignored the unindividual young man who was thrown away and let him fall to the ground.
Chapter completed!