A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 3293: I hurt myself on purpose?

Chapter 3293 I intentionally hurt myself?

He nodded and resisted the worry in his heart, just looking at Chen Feng, his eyes were full of affection.

Mok Wenyao and Ren Hongbo looked at each other.

Mok Wenyao slapped his slap, shook his head, and said unexpectedly: "Okay, now I don't need to read anything, and I will definitely lose."

Lin Yi and Xueqing's faces are full of worry.

At this time, Chen Feng also saw Ziyue, and suddenly, there was no one else in his eyes!

Chen Feng was full of ecstasy, and that joy could almost bury him.

Chen Feng did not expect to meet Ziyue again here.

He shouted: "Ziyue, are you here too?"

Ziyue said loudly: "Brother Chen Feng, I heard that you will compete with Yu Taihong this time, so I am here, you must win!"

She waved her fists and yelled loudly.

After Ziyue, a voice suddenly rang from the stands: "Brother Chen Feng, the two of us also support you."

Chen Feng froze for a moment, looked there, and then saw a man and a woman, two young men were looking at him with a smile.

The two are very familiar, and Chen Feng suddenly remembered who they were.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he folded his hands and said, "It turns out that it is Brother and wife Lin!"

He didn't expect that Lin Yi and Xueqing also came, and he felt a little grateful.

With a flash of Chen Feng's figure, he slowly fell on the ring.

And he didn't even look at Yu Taihong and others on the opposite side of the ring, but just turned and looked at Ziyue.

A soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, Ziyue, I will give you this victory today!"

"Boy, death is imminent, and you are still uttering wild words here? You are really interested!"

At this time, an old voice sounded behind Chen Feng.

The voice was full of coldness and a hint of anger.

Chen Feng turned around and saw that the speaker was an old man.

Beside him, a few people were standing.

Chen Feng knew in his heart: "These people must be Yu Taihong, and his apprentice."

Yu Taihong looked at Chen Feng carefully, then suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "Chen Feng, you little bastard, you really don't know how high and thick you are!"

"Are you coming to a decisive battle with me? You were injured before the decisive battle? Are you crazy?"

"You are inherently low-powered, it is impossible to be my opponent. Are you still injured? In the case of injury, I can easily crush you to death with one finger!"

He looked at Chen Feng, his eyes were full of pride and looking down.

As soon as Chen Feng came, his heart was settled.

It turned out that the realm that Chen Feng showed at this time could not even reach the realm of Emperor Wu.

"A trash that has not reached the Lianwu Emperor Realm, is it my opponent? I can easily pinch him to death."

"There is no doubt about this battle."

His eyes became lazy, he leaned on that chair, and looked at Chen Feng playfully.

His eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even care about Chen Feng at all.

In his opinion, he has won, and Chen Feng is dead.

At this moment, suddenly He Qingcang let out a weird smile next to him and said: "Master, you really look down on Chen Feng."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yu Taihong's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he squinted at him.

Even if he was his own apprentice and dared to say such things to himself in the public, Yu Taihong dared to kill him directly.

He Qingcang felt the master's murderous intent, and smiled calmly: "Master, what the apprentice means is, how do you know that this injury was not caused by Chen Feng himself?"

Yu Taihong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly, laughing.

He pointed to He Qingcang and said: "Your kid makes sense."

Fu Ziming next to him, unwilling to show weakness, said loudly: "The brother said that is reasonable, I think this injury was caused by Chen Feng himself!"

"Yes, that's the truth."

Fu Zihe laughed and said: "Chen Feng knows that he is definitely not Master's opponent. Anyway, even if he maintains his peak state, he will be crushed to death by a finger of Master."

"So, simply hurt yourself seriously. In this way, even if he loses to the master, he will have an excuse."

"It seems like I lost to the master because of injuries!"

He Qingcang said with disdain: "Chen Feng is really shameless."

He Qingcang, Fu Ziming, Fu Zihe and the three ridiculed Chen Feng.

They thought they had found the truth, and they ridiculed Chen Feng, even insulting between their words, where they laughed wildly, pointed at Chen Feng, and didn't care about him at all.

Chen Feng's eyes gradually narrowed, with cold light flashing in his eyes.

Among the crowd, a man suddenly slapped his thigh and said loudly: "It's over, this time it's over!"

"What's the matter?" the person next to him asked.

He was full of annoyance and said: "I was thinking about gambling and buying Chen Feng to win, but now it seems that there is no chance at all."

"Chen Feng was seriously injured. He was unlikely to be Yu Taihong's opponent, and now he is even less likely to be Yu Taihong's opponent after being injured!"

"Haha, deserve it, who told you to buy him to win!" Everyone mocked.

Many people who bought Chen Feng to win, they all regretted it.

Those who bought Chen Feng and lost are even more proud, one is more determined: "Chen Feng is absolutely impossible to be Yu Taihong's opponent, this time he will definitely lose."

"I hurt myself on purpose?"

When Chen Feng heard what they said, he couldn't help but shook his head, only feeling funny in his heart.

At this moment, suddenly, on the stand next to the high platform, a voice sounded:

"Chen Feng is really shameless to write, and this kind of person is also worthy of entering the nine major sects? The Xuanyuan family is really blind, and even let such a person enter the inner sect!"

When Chen Feng heard this, his eyes were cold and he turned to look there.

I saw that the speaker was a young man on a high platform wearing a bronze armor.

This young man is quite tall~IndoMTL.com~ looks handsome.

It's just that, his eyes are full of jealousy and vicious light.

Seeing Chen Feng looking at him, this bronze-colored armored youth was even more proud. Looking at Chen Feng, he pointed at him and yelled, "Chen Feng, what to look at? Still not convinced, are you?" "

"Am I wrong? For shameless people like you, you should find a place to commit suicide yourself, so as not to stain our eyes."

Chen Feng looked at him and asked slowly: "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Tell you, your grandfather's name is Yu Xiangming, he is a member of the Eight Desolate Heavenly Gate!"

It turns out that this bronze armored youth, named Yu Xiangming, is an outstanding disciple among the younger generation of Bahuang Tianmen.

"Bahuang Tianmen again?" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

Bahuang Tianmen has always had a festival with Chen Feng. I didn't expect that this time they sent people like this.