"Get your ass over here!"
Wang Juncheng took a step forward like a big monkey. His speed was too fast, and his expression was sinister. His bronze-colored skin was glowing as he stretched out a palm the size of a cattail leaf fan. Divine runes curled around it as he grabbed at Chu Feng.
He had been ridiculed, and the only thing missing was having his nose stepped on and spit on. He wanted nothing more than to strangle Chu Feng to death.
"Wait!" Chu Feng called out. "You haven't asked for my name yet."
Wang Juncheng paused halfway, but after hearing the latter half of his words, he wanted nothing more than to slap him to death. He felt that this person was too talkative and wanted to infuriate him to death. Who cares about your name!?
His palm became increasingly translucent and his energy aura was oppressive as he grabbed at Chu Feng's neck. This was the result of extreme hatred and he wanted to directly pull him over.
Bang!
However, the development of the situation was beyond his expectations. Chu Feng casually pulled and blocked his hand to the side.
Then, his eyes widened in anger as he saw a hand enlarging and closing in on him. It was too fast and didn't give him time to react. It had grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.
"You!"
He was stunned and incomparably shocked. The native he wanted to grab had actually turned around and grabbed him by the neck like a little chick.
"You what you?!"
With a bang, Chu Feng ruthlessly smashed him to the ground. However, he didn't use any force. If he could smash the other to death in one move, it would probably scare everyone away.
Wang Juncheng's eyes rolled back. He felt that all the bones in his body were about to break and the pain was unbearable. However, he reacted quickly and flew away while sticking close to the ground.
"What an exquisite move. This is the Sky Pilfering Sun Shifting Hand. It's used to the peak!" Someone below the stage shouted in admiration.
"Juncheng, use the Primordial Barbaric Dragon Force to strangle him!" Someone pointed at Wang Juncheng and shouted.
"Yes!" Wang Juncheng nodded. He realized that the other party's move was exquisite, but his energy aura was insufficient. If he was strong enough, he would have broken his neck just now or smashed him to pieces.
He felt that the other party couldn't move him and had already used all his strength just now.
Boom!
In a split second, beams of energy shot out from Wang Juncheng's body. They were like golden flood dragons swimming around, spiraling and dancing in the air, filled with tyrannical energy.
Now, every part of his body was equivalent to a weapon, and every part of his body could be used to attack. He charged forward, clashing head-on with Chu Feng, wanting to crush him.
Sure enough, Chu Feng was "afraid". He kept dodging and didn't dare to fight him head-on. He was almost grazed by the dragon's energy several times. The scene was intense.
"Get over here! What are you running for? You want to fight me with just this? You're too weak. Die! "Wang Juncheng mocked.
He finally felt that most of the resentment in his heart had been vented.
After fighting for a while, Chu Feng revealed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He did not want to continue playing with this person. The reason why he did not immediately kill him was because he was afraid of scaring away the descendants of Fairy Fei Ling and the Supreme Martial Lord.
Bang!
When Wang Juncheng rushed over again, he directly grabbed one of his arms and lifted him into the air. To be exact, he grabbed him and swung him into the air.
Smack!
Then, he was smashed onto the ground by Chu Feng. This time was different from the previous time. Wang Juncheng screamed miserably because his bones were broken and his tendons were severed. He was bleeding from all seven apertures.
Not to mention his physical body, even his soul light was close to scattering.
Then, he was lifted up by one of Chu Feng's arms and started to be smashed again.
Bang, bang, bang!
The ground trembled. The rocks on the arena were very hard and came from the primal chaos. They were undamaged from beginning to end, but blood was already splattering everywhere. Wang Juncheng was in a terrible state.
In an instant, he was almost rotting. He was smashed by Chu Feng until he almost became a broken doll.
Everyone was petrified. This was actually the result?
Many people thought that it should be the other way around.
But the truth was right in front of their eyes. Wang Juncheng was a scarecrow that was swung around by Chu Feng and smashed everywhere.
"Oh no, Wang Juncheng has been smashed by someone. He's about to die!" The people from the Yang Realm shouted in a low voice and called out to their companions. They did not care at first, and some people in the distance did not pay much attention.
In the end, it became like this.
"Fairy, Wang Juncheng actually lost." In the distance, a maid reported to Fairy Fei Ling beside a carriage. Only then did this young emissary from the Yang Realm raise her head and look at the arena.
Many of the evolvers in the dilapidated universe were tongue-tied and scratched their heads. Wang Juncheng came forward aggressively, but in the end, he became a broken doll in someone else's hands just like that?
"Trash, you're too weak. You don't know that I drank the Dragon Sparrow's blood, right? You're born with divine strength, yet you still dare to brutally charge at me. My physical body is much tougher than yours!" Chu Feng explained over there.
In reality, he now had a Divine General-level physical body and even reached the Divine King level.
This arena could not suppress him. He completely crushed his opponent.
After gaining the upper hand, he had a preaching attitude. If Wang Juncheng knew the truth, he would either be angered to death or scared half to death.
Of course, Wang Juncheng was definitely going to die from anger now. He was swung around and smashed, and he was even spat and ridiculed like this. This was really humiliating.
Zi Luan and Yuan Mo were looking over from afar. Out of consideration for their own safety, they didn't dare to approach and didn't walk out of the range of the refugee camp. Otherwise, they were worried that someone would kill them.
Even though they were far away, they could vaguely see that Wang Juncheng, who was usually very hostile toward them and had broken many of Yuan Mo's bones, was actually being beaten up.
Recently, one of Zi Luan's arms had been fractured. Moreover, what made her most uneasy was that Wang Juncheng usually looked at her with a somewhat scorching gaze.
Now, she and Yuan Mo were pleasantly surprised. Wang Juncheng was actually being beaten up. This was too unexpected and too satisfying. They really wanted to shout out in delight.
"That's great! I was just talking about how great it would be if Chu Feng appeared. In the end, there's someone who dares to teach Wang Juncheng a lesson now. Well beaten!" Zi Luan murmured softly.
"It can't be him, right?" Yuan Mo whispered and transmitted his voice to her through his divine spirit.
"Ah, that's impossible, right? Don't tell me … the spirits of the heavens, the spirits of the earth, my little fairy Zi Luan's incantation has manifested and really summoned this hateful devil? " Zi Luan's large eyes rolled around. She was somewhat excited and also somewhat happy. However, she became suspicious and looked in the direction of the arena.
That was because both she and Yuan Mo didn't think that Chu Feng could come over because it was difficult for him to cross the Chaotic Sea.
"Stop!"
The people from the Yang Realm shouted. Some people rushed to the front of the arena and wanted to rush up to stop Chu Feng.
At this moment, Chu Feng also stopped because Wang Juncheng was smashed by him. Only a part of his body was left in his hand. Even the soul light had almost completely disappeared from the smash. It had long been broken into pieces.
"This time, he's truly become dregs." Chu Feng muttered to himself. If it was someone else, he wouldn't be so ruthless. At most, he would just kill them directly.
But this person angered him and actually targeted the people around him like that. Even Zi Luan's arm was fractured, let alone Yuan Mo.
Whoosh!
Another person went up to the arena. After seeing Wang Juncheng being crippled, he was instantly furious and challenged Chu Feng.
In the end, after eighty moves, another saint from the Yang Realm was smashed by Chu Feng and was smashed to the ground.
"A bunch of dolls. How boring." Chu Feng shook his head.
If people knew his true cultivation, they would probably curse him for being too much of a bully. However, he was never tired of it. Since he could "legally" kill his enemy and beat them to his heart's content, why would he give up?
Were these scenes of beatings … real? Everyone was stunned.
Chu Feng was looking down on the people of the Yang Realm. He was too good at attracting hatred and didn't put them in his eyes at all.
The group of people was furious, but they were no match for him. Five people were smashed to pieces by Chu Feng on the arena. None of them could withstand the attacks of his tyrannical physique.
"Is there anyone else in the Yang Realm? They can't all be so weak, right? How disappointing. You, Fairy Fei Ling, right? Come and spar with me. There's also the descendant of the Great Martial Heavenly Lord. Let's weigh each other? "
Chu Feng challenged in public.
Boom!
Instantly, the place was in an uproar.
The spectators found it unbelievable. This person was too extraordinary. He actually knocked down a group of people and still wanted to challenge Fairy Fei Ling and the others. He could be said to be extremely daring.
"Miss, I'll go teach him a lesson!"
A maid beside Fairy Fei Ling whispered. She couldn't stand Chu Feng, so she twisted her graceful figure and went up to the arena like a fairy.
She wore a long silver dress and was rather elegant and clean. However, her face was frosty. Someone had challenged Fairy Fei Ling, and it was someone from this universe. This made them feel that this person didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
Then, the battle broke out.
However, the result left everyone dumbfounded and speechless.
This woman was very strong, surpassing those people just now. She was especially beautiful and as cold as ice. Even her attacks carried a chilly immortal aura.
However, it didn't take long before she began to cry out in pain. Her tears were about to flow, and her head was full of bumps.
Chu Feng wasn't polite to her. He knocked her on her snow-white forehead, smashed a brick on the back of her head, and punched her in the face, causing her entire body to swell up. Horns grew on her head, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She looked extremely miserable.
"It still doesn't work." Chu Feng shook his head.
Then, he grabbed the woman, lifted her up, and smashed her. Immediately, the beautiful young girl in the eyes of many people let out a miserable cry.
"Stop!"
A few women beside Fairy Fei Ling cried out in alarm and rushed over.
If this continued, the young girl who had gone up the stage earlier would also be smashed into pieces. This was not what they wanted to see.
Unfortunately, they overestimated their strength. Not long after they went up the stage, they also … began to cry out in pain. They were beaten up by Chu Feng and fled in disarray. They were originally beautiful and elegant, but now, they were all swollen like pig heads, bleeding from all seven orifices.
Moreover, they had all been smashed by Chu Feng. If they didn't stop, they would soon become dregs.
Fairy Fei Ling finally couldn't sit still anymore. Her personal maids were actually being smashed. It was too miserable. If she didn't go over, she could only collect the rotten dregs.
She had a very good figure. She was slender and elegant with undulating curves. She could be said to be very sexy and moving, but her pretty face was very pure and holy, cold and elegant without a smile.
Her beautiful hair was glossy and scattered on her chest and back. Her skin was snow-white and sparkling, exquisite and elastic. At this moment, she let out a light shout and told Chu Feng to stop.
At the same time, a few young envoys also flew over. They were all distinguished guests from the Quasi-immortal Race, Origin Devil Palace, Heavenly Deity Palace, and Amitabha Temple.
In addition, a snow-white pseudo-Qilin stepped on the void and pulled a silver chariot. It was also approaching this place. It was carrying the descendant of the Great Martial Heavenly Lord, who was dressed in flawless white clothes.
"Are you guys afraid and want to submit to me?" Chu Feng opened his mouth.
How big of a heart was this? To make the descendant of a Heavenly Lord submit, what was he thinking? Everyone felt that his nerves were too thick.
"Why aren't you guys saying anything?" Chu Feng asked. Seeing that they were all indifferent and silent, he shook his head and sighed. "You actually all tacitly agreed. If you really want to submit to me, then the whole world of the Yang Realm is trash."
The onlookers were all speechless. How narcissistic was this?
At the same time, Fairy Fei Ling was already grinding her teeth, and the genial smile on the face of the descendant of the Great Martial Heavenly Lord had stiffened.
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