A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 1955: Did I let you run away?

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The first thousand nine hundred and fifty-five chapters, did I let you run away?

"Three days ago, you told me that you were looking forward to meeting me in the competition."

"Because, this means that you have entered the next round, so now, your wish has been fulfilled, and you really met me."

"How about it, are you very happy?"

Chen Feng is smiling, but the smile on his face is very cold!

Yang Wenyao's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word. In fact, he was full of fear and despair.

At this time, among the crowd, a goose-yellow figure appeared, and Chen Ziyuan seemed to always be dressed in yellow cedar.

But this color also suits her very well. The long one is that kind of very cute type. With this, it adds a bit of playfulness.

Seeing her arrival, many people laughed and said: "The gambling game is here again."

"No, it should be said that the people who scam our money are coming again."

Everyone laughed.

Then, Chen Ziyuanyuan took out the jade board again. The jade board is still yesterday. Chen Feng’s odds are still one to one. On the other side, Yang Wenyao’s odds are one to three hundred. Compared with yesterday, there is no change at all.

Just changed the name to Yang Wenyao's name.

Chen Ziyuan faced the crowd and said with a smile: "Everyone. At the beginning of today's gambling game, Chen Feng still loses one one, and Yang Wenyao loses three hundred one. Come and place your bets."

This time, she greeted her enthusiastically here, but unfortunately, everyone was just watching outside, but no one was willing to place a bet.

"Haha, don't think we are idiots. We were cheated once by you. Can you still understand this time?"

The reason for this situation today is that Chen Feng's strength advantage is too obvious.

In this case, she is not depressed anymore, a small smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she no longer greeted business, just smiled and looked at Chen Feng on the stage with anticipation.

The competition has not yet started, and a few people in red came over outside the crowd.

The faces of these people in red were very cold, and when their eyes swept towards Chen Feng, they were full of bitter killing intent, but they were not close to the ring of Chen Feng, but far away. Standing in the distance and watching.

The incense stick is lit again, and the third round of competition is about to begin.

When the incense burned out, Jian Mingjun's voice resounded in the square: "The test begins!"

Chen Feng's Kasuga leaf breaking knife slowly pulled out, and he held the dark blade in his hand and pointed it at Yang Wenyao in the distance.

His voice is icy, like a cold wind blowing from the far north: "Yang Wenyao, are you ready to die?"

Yang Wenyao was trembling all the time, even if he knew he was not Chen Feng's opponent, but he was very unwilling to admit defeat, so he stayed here all the time.

Chen Feng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his voice was extremely cold, and he uttered a word: "Death!"

Speaking, he swiftly rushed forward, and Kassapa cut out the ring-breaking knife fiercely in his hand.

Bahuang Ji Mie cut the fifth knife, slashed out fiercely, that tyrannical force suddenly broke out, with an extremely fierce posture, it fiercely struck Yang Wenyao.

At this moment, feeling this terrifying aura, and feeling that he might die at any time, Yang Wenyao showed a touch of extreme fear in his eyes, he let out a panic cry, and turned to the ring Jump below.

While running away, shouting loudly: "I won't fight anymore, I will give up!"

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect it to end like this.

Many people showed a sneer on their faces: "This Yang Wenyao is really an eggless waste. He was holding on before, but now he is about to fight, but he immediately surrendered and surrendered."

"If you want to hold on, just keep on holding on!"

"Yes, either you will give in at first, and everyone will be disappointed!"

When Yang Wenyao jumped off the stage, he turned his head in the air, looked at Chen Feng with a bitter face, and yelled: "Chen Feng, wait for me, I will not let you go. Of!"

"I am not your opponent, but I will find someone to kill you! You must die! I must kill you! Yixue's shame today!"

Obviously, he felt that he was bound to escape this time, so he became arrogant again and threatened Chen Feng openly.

At this time, Chen Feng showed a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Did I let you run away?"

After that, Chen Feng's body is like electricity, and he came behind Yang Wenyao in an instant.

Then, the tyrannical chop of Kasaba's ring-breaking knife in his hand instantly turned into a gentle upward lift.

Such a very difficult move, but he did it easily and easily. His challenge was to hook on Yang Wenyao's clothes and then slam him back directly at him.

With a bang, he fell heavily on the ring.

Yang Wenyao was stupefied by this blow. He was very awkward and full of gold stars. After a while, he came back to his senses, and then his face showed extreme fear in an instant.

Because he found out that he was still on the ring.

At this moment, Chen Feng has turned around and slowly pressed towards him. Thinking of the words he had just said, the fear in his heart was like a tide that could not be contained.

Chen Feng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "What you just said, I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

Yang Wenyao squeezed a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, and quickly said: "Chen Feng, what I said was a joke, don't take it to heart, it's really a joke!"

"Oh? Are you kidding me?" Chen Feng's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile: "Alright, then I will make a joke with you."

While speaking, Chen Feng blasted him out with a punch, and slammed him out, falling heavily on the ring, spurting blood and breaking bones.

Chen Feng stepped forward~IndoMTL.com~ looked down at him, smiled and said, "I'm kidding you!"

Speaking, his fist is slowly falling again.

Yang Wenyao's mouth let out a scream, like a scream like a pig, he screamed for mercy frantically: "Chen Feng, you forgive me, don't kill me, please don't kill me."

He has tears and nose coming out, crying and begging there.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Okay, I won't kill you!"

"Huh? You won't kill me?" Yang Wenyao showed a touch of extreme ecstasy on his face.

At the same time, there was still a deep-rooted resentment in his eyes, and a voice roared wildly in his heart: "I will definitely kill you, Chen Feng, you make me humiliated, I will definitely kill you. Yours!"

This person has a vicious heart, and is thinking about **** Chen Feng.

At this moment, the smile on Chen Feng's face suddenly became cold, and he hit it down with a fist, directly smashing Yang Wenyao's heart.