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Fu Jinghui hesitated and said, "Don't tell Elder Xu?"

"No, this matter is just a small matter. Why should I trouble Elder Xu?"

Xiahou Xinghai curled his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth, and said in a cold voice: "Today, we will help out to hunt."

"Elder Xu brought sixty people, fifteen teams, and came here. A total of nine people came from the second-level elders like us."

"The three second-level elders are one team, with twenty people under them."

"The other teams went smoothly, but we were the only one who was killed as soon as we came out. If we don't solve the problem at this time, we will ask for help to Elder Xu. How do you let Elder Xu think about us?"

"How do you let the helper think about us? How do you let the helper think about us?"

"We really lost his face! We will be severely punished after we return!"

He stared at Fu Jinghui and said coldly: "Do you think we should report the news?"

Hearing this, Fu Jinghui broke out in a cold sweat and woke up all at once, saying: "No, absolutely not, we must solve the problem now!"

"That's right!" Xiahou Xinghai nodded and shouted sharply: "Okay, boys, don't eat."

"Go, let's kill someone!"

He gritted his teeth, let out a loud shout, and picked up the weapon next to him.

His weapon is a giant hammer!

then. Stride forward.

Behind him, the twenty people followed.

They were all members of the Shadow Gang.

And he, Fu Jinghui, and the Storm Archer who died in Chen Feng's hands, turned out to be the second-level elders, who belonged to the same first-level elder, and were responsible for hunting in this area!

The five teams under him had a total of 20 people, and they quickly stood up, followed him, and moved forward!

After Chen Feng killed the storm archer, he did not stop, but continued to hunt the amethyst water snake to obtain the sun grass.

And soon, Chen Feng heard a loud drum from the other side of the mountain.

He stopped in place, clapped his hands, smiled and looked at Ji Caixuan, and said softly, "Someone who doesn't have long eyes is here."

If it were to change to the previous one, Ji Caixuan was afraid to be very flustered.

But now, seeing the smile on Chen Feng's face and hearing what Chen Feng said, her heart was full of self-confidence for no reason!

At this time, the people on the opposite side had already climbed over the mountain and saw Chen Feng.

At the same time, I saw the corpse of the Storm Archer not far from Chen Feng!

When Xiahou Xinghai and Fu Jinghui came over, their faces were full of solemnity.

But at this time, when they saw Chen Feng, they were stunned.

Then, as if I couldn't believe it.

Then, he carefully looked at the corpse on the ground and Chen Feng carefully, and he seemed to be sure!

Seeing Chen Feng, both of them showed a touch of ease.

The dignity on his face just disappeared, replaced by a trace of disdain.

Fu Jinghui shook his head and said with regret: "Cang Huarong is also considered a hero for the whole life, and he died in the hands of such a waste."

"Yeah, I thought it was a master!"

"It turns out that it's just a five-star martial emperor, like a waste, like an ant!"

Xiahou Xinghai also sighed loudly.

Fu Jinghui said in a deep voice, "I guess, Cang Huarong will definitely not die in his hands easily."

"Before Cang Huarong, he should have encountered some abnormal enemy. The strength was very strong and he was seriously injured."

"That's why I died in the hands of this waste."

It turned out that after the two of them saw that Chen Feng was only a five-star Wuhuang emperor's cultivation base, the fear in their hearts just disappeared without a trace, and their hearts were just filled with contempt and disdain for him.

The eyes are higher than the top, and he didn't even put him in the eyes!

But at this time, seeing the contemptuous look on their faces, Ji Caixuan sneered beside her:

"You look down on our master's strength, you don't know it. My master's strength far exceeds his level."

"He is tyrannical to the extreme. What do you guys do in front of him?"

He stared at Chen Feng with a gloomy face, and said, "Boy, how did Cang Huarong die? Whose hands did he die?"

"Frankly explain!"

Chen Feng looked at them and shook his head, with a deep expression on his face.

In this group of people, the strength of these two people is pretty good, reaching the peak of the Eight-Star Martial Emperor.

but. Nothing in front of him!

Chen Feng could easily kill these two people, and these two people. But he was still so arrogant, dismissive of him, and arrogant.

Chen Feng looked at them and said lightly: "I killed him."

"What? You killed it?" Fu Jinghui was taken aback for a moment, then the next moment. A burst of disdainful laughter broke out.

He pointed to Chen Feng and laughed: "You trash, you are not ashamed here, do you think this is good for you?"

"Only with you, can you kill Cang Huarong? With your strength, Cang Huarong can kill you with the flick of his fingers. Can you still kill him?"

"What are you? You don't take pictures of yourself by peeing!"

Xiahou Xinghai also shook his head, looked at Chen Feng, and said with disdain: "Trash, don't blow up the air here, just explain it honestly."

Fu Jinghui's expression suddenly changed, staring at Chen Feng, his face was full of icy coldness, and said Senran: "Now explain, I can make your death more comfortable!"

"Otherwise..."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "How about it?"

"Otherwise, I will make you suffer before you die, and after you die, your soul will suffer too, and you will never live beyond life."

He stared at Chen Feng and let out a cold, low growl.

Chen Feng shook his head, feeling even more ridiculous in his heart.

These two people were really arrogant, and seeing Chen Feng's performance, Fu Jinghui immediately became impatient.

He immediately raised his voice, directed at Chen Feng, and reprimanded in a commanding tone: "Boy, didn't you hear what I just said?"

"Don't hurry up and get over, kneel in front of us, explain this to us honestly, and tell us how Cang Huarong died on whom!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Cang Huarong, is it him?"

He pointed to the corpse of the Storm Archer, and then said lightly: "I said, he died in my hands!"