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

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"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, you have got your wish, you have really met me."

"How's it going? Are you 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, his heart was full of only fear and despair.

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

But this color also suits her very well. She has a very cute look. After matching it with this, it adds a bit of playfulness.

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

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

Everyone laughed.

Then, Chen Ziyuan took out the jade board again. The jade board was still from yesterday. The odds on Chen Feng's side were still one to one, while on the other side, Yang Wenyao's odds were one to three hundred. , there is no change at all compared to yesterday.

Just changed the name to Yang Wenyao's name.

Chen Ziyuan faced everyone and said with a smile, "Everyone, today's gambling begins. Chen Feng still pays one for one, and Yang Wenyao pays three hundred for one. Come and place your bets."

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

"Haha, don't think we are fools. We were fooled by you once. How can we not understand this time?"

The reason why this situation occurred today is because Chen Feng's strength advantage is too obvious.

In this case, she was no longer depressed. A slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she stopped greeting business. She just looked at Chen Feng on the stage with a smile, full of expectation.

Before the competition started, several men in red came over from outside the crowd.

The faces of these men in red were very cold, and when their eyes glanced at Chen Feng, they were full of murderous intent. However, they did not approach Chen Feng's arena, but far away. Standing there and watching from a distance.

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

When the incense burned out, Jian Mingjun’s voice echoed across the square, “The competition begins!”

Chen Feng slowly pulled out the Kasyapa Precept-breaking Knife. He held the black blade in his hand and pointed it at Yang Wenyao in the distance.

His voice was cold, as if the cold wind was blowing from the far north. "Yang Wenyao, are you ready to die?"

Yang Wenyao's body has been trembling. Even though he knew that he was no match for Chen Feng, he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he kept holding on here.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, his voice was extremely cold, and he uttered one word: "Death!"

As he spoke, he quickly swept forward and slashed out with Kasyapa's breaking sword in his hand.

The fifth knife of the Eight Desolate Nirvana Slash was slashed out fiercely. The extremely tyrannical power suddenly burst out, and struck at Yang Wenyao with an extremely fierce momentum.

At this time, feeling this terrifying aura and feeling that he might die at any time, Yang Wenyao showed a look of extreme fear. He let out a panicked shout and turned around to face the ring. Jump below.

While running away, he shouted, "I won't fight, I admit defeat!"

Everyone was stunned, not expecting such an ending.

Many people had a look of sneer on their faces, "This Yang Wenyao is really an eggless waste. He was holding on hard before, but now he is about to fight, but he immediately surrenders and admits defeat."

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

"Yes, either you admit defeat from the beginning, which will make everyone disappointed!"

When Yang Wenyao jumped to the audience, he turned back in the air, looked at Chen Feng with a face filled with resentment, and shouted, "Chen Feng, just wait for me, I won't let you go." !"

"I am not your opponent, but I will definitely find someone to kill you! You will definitely die! I will definitely kill you! What a shame for today!"

Obviously, he felt that he would definitely escape this time, so he became arrogant again and openly threatened Chen Feng.

At this moment, Chen Feng showed a mocking smile and said coldly, "Did I let you run away?"

As he spoke, Chen Feng's figure was like lightning, and he came behind Yang Wenyao in an instant.

Then, the extremely powerful slash of Kasyapa's breaking sword in his hand instantly turned into a gentle upward thrust.

He was able to perform such an extremely difficult move with ease. With this move, he hooked Yang Wenyao's clothes, and then directly threw him backwards.

With a bang, he fell heavily onto the ring.

Yang Wenyao was stunned by this fall. He was in a mess and had stars all over his head. After a while, he came back to his senses, and then a look of extreme fear appeared on his face.

Because he discovered that he was still on the stage.

At this time, Chen Feng had turned around and slowly approached him. Thinking of what he had just said, the fear in his heart was like a tide that could not be contained.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth and he said softly, "I didn't hear clearly what you just said. Can you say it again?"

A smile that was uglier than crying appeared on Yang Wenyao's face, and he 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 lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. "Okay, then I'll make a joke to you too."

As he said that, Chen Feng punched him out and knocked him away. He fell heavily on the ring, blood spurting out, and his bones and tendons were broken.

Chen Feng walked up to him, looked down at him, smiled and said, "I was kidding you!"

As he spoke ~IndoMTL.com~ his fist slowly fell downwards again.

Yang Wenyao let out an extremely shrill scream, like a slaughtered pig. He screamed crazily for mercy, "Chen Feng, please spare me, don't kill me, please don't kill me."

He had tears and runny eyes, and he cried and begged.

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

"Ah? You won't kill me?" Yang Wenyao showed a look of extreme joy on his face.

At the same time, there was still deep-seated resentment in his eyes, and a voice roared crazily in his heart, "I will definitely kill you, Chen Feng, you made me suffer so much humiliation, I will definitely kill you." Of!"

This man is vicious and only thinks about **** Chen Feng.

At this moment, the smile on Chen Feng's face suddenly turned cold, and he punched hard, directly breaking Yang Wenyao's heart.

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