804: C804 A Ruthless Move

C804 A Ruthless Move

The wound wasn't big. It was just a small injury to them. Chen Feng didn't take it to heart. He was preparing to use a quick attack to deal with this kind of malicious attack.

But suddenly, for some reason, the wound on his arm hurt so much that it far exceeded the pain that should have come from the wound.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

"Did you use poison?"

Chen Feng asked Wang Luobing coldly.

"Hmph, little brother, you can't accuse me. If there is no evidence, you are framing me. "

He naturally couldn't admit it, but he was very familiar with Chen Feng's body. If it wasn't for the poison, he wouldn't have felt such intense pain.

This pain was like thousands of ants gnawing at him. Every muscle and nerve was suffering.

Chen Feng had to react immediately, or else the only thing waiting for him was to admit defeat.

However, Wang Luobing was not careless because Chen Feng was hit. He was well aware of the fact that Chen Feng was hitting him while he was down. In the next moment, he rushed over.

Chen Feng had no choice but to defend quickly. He basically could not use his left hand anymore, and the venom might even flow towards his heart.

The situation was really turning for the worse. He could only use his fists and legs to continuously dodge and block Wang Luobing's attacks.

Even though it was already very difficult, Chen Feng still took the opportunity to tear a piece of cloth from his clothes with his mouth. If he wanted to win in the competition, then he could not let the poison continue to spread.

The opponent's moves were more insidious than the previous. Each move was more vicious than the last. Chen Feng seemed to be at a disadvantage in parrying them.

Fortunately, the cloth strip in his mouth was tightly tied to his arm under his constant adjustments, delaying the poison from reaching his heart.

Even so, he did not have much time. He had to end this battle quickly.

In this fierce attack, Chen Feng could still control the wound. Wang Luobing's face turned dark. He could have kept delaying and waited for Chen Feng to die. He decided to speed up the competition.

The Fierce Tiger Fist in his hand was a series of kicks on his feet.

The Hundred Beast Fist that he practiced mostly imitated wild beasts. There were hundreds of beasts, but there were not many. Therefore, his moves were also varied, and there was no regular pattern to follow.

Most people only thought of him using fist and leg techniques like lions and tigers, fierce and powerful. There was a type of attack that would not stop until he died.

However, the snake-like fist he used to sneak attack Chen Feng was also one of the hundreds of beasts. It was just that he never showed it to anyone.

Looking at the current situation, Chen Feng seemed to have fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Although Shi Pojun didn't know what had happened, he could tell that something was wrong.

He thought that he had to rush forward to save Chen Feng's life in this dangerous situation, but from the beginning, the two men standing behind him had been staring at him.

They had planned this long ago. Today, they were going to kill Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was anxious, and so was Shi Pojun.

However, both of them seemed to be helpless.

Both of them were forced to retreat once again. Chen Feng could no longer feel the existence of his left hand. It seemed like the venom had devoured his entire left hand.

He looked at Wang Luobing and made up his mind while adjusting his Qi.

"You forced me to do this. Don't blame me for being ruthless. "

Wang Luobing was confused by Chen Feng's words. He even wondered if Chen Feng's poison had entered his brain. In such a situation, he actually said such a thing.

He said with a disdainful smile.

"I'd like to see what other killing moves you have"

Death was not the scariest thing, being able to face death was the scariest thing.

Wang Lubing was just about to give Chen Feng one last blow to end the competition when he suddenly saw Chen Feng's eyes turn red. His originally fair and clean face had turned blood-red, as if it was going to drip blood.

He was shocked and exclaimed in his heart.

"How is this possible? How could he have such an evil art?!"

Half of his body that was charging forward suddenly stopped. Looking at Chen Feng's soaring Qi, he didn't dare to advance any further.

"What's wrong? Didn't you want to kill me?"

Chen Feng said in a low voice, and walked towards Wang Luobing step by step.

He circulated his Qi backwards to stimulate his Jing and Mai. His strength was enhanced in an instant. He could even forget the pain, but the sequelae were also very serious. However, he could not care about it now.

"Come on, come and kill me!"

Chen Feng's voice kept stimulating Wang Luobing. Wang Luobing took two steps back and swallowed his saliva.

He couldn't retreat anymore. If he continued to retreat like this, he would lose all hope.

Even if it was Chen Feng who was in such a condition, he still had to give it his all.

Perhaps he had forgotten when he was walking on the edge of life and death, but at this moment, he must have thought of something again.

Accelerating. Accelerating. That was Chen Feng's heart. His thought was to use one move to pass through it. As long as it was fast enough, he could deal with Chen Feng, who only had one hand left.

However, he might not have dreamt that the punch would be easily grasped in Chen Feng's hand.

"I told you that you would regret it. I will make you feel pain. I will make you die less quickly. I will make you remember this pain before slowly dying. " Chen Feng's words were like the whispers of a devil.

The sound of bones cracking could be heard continuously.

His entire twisted arm was like a dry towel, terrifying to the extreme.

Even a peak expert's body was only that of a mortal. It would hurt, be injured, and die.

"You. . . You cultivate. . . Evil arts. You should. . . Die a horrible death. "

Wang Luobing was in so much pain that he could not utter a complete sentence.

Just as Chen Feng was about to do the same to the other arm of his opponent, a sword flew over.

Ceng.

Chen Feng retreated and let go of Wang Luobing. However, his hand was already crippled, so he could no longer pose any threat to Chen Feng.

But what did this flying sword mean?

Chen Feng looked at Qing Qiu, who was standing at the side. The two of them were very far away, but Chen Feng still saw Qing Qiu's calm face.

"What do you want to do?"

Even if Wang Luobing poisoned him, Chen Feng would not be so angry. But now, someone interrupted him.2

"You also want to challenge me?"

The flying sword nailed itself onto the roof of the house opposite Qing Qiu, and Qing Qiu slowly walked over.

When he got closer, Chen Feng asked again.

"Do it?"

Qing Qiu shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist, when there is a need to forgive, one must forgive. Increasing the number of people killed will not solve any problems "

However, once these words were spoken, Chen Feng cursed.

" F * ck you! "

Just as he was speaking, a fist had already struck out from his hand. What he hated the most was this kind of person who did not know anything and still insisted on wanting others to be kind.

If he was really kind, why didn't he say anything at the beginning? Why did he have to wait until now?

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