A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 3573: Does your face hurt?

Chapter 3573: Does your face hurt? (First burst)

They are full of regrets, regrets should not offend Chen Feng.

The six brothers of the Shen family, except for Shen Qingyu and Shen Tongguang who were seriously injured and dying at this time, the triumphant smiles of those other people just now were completely frozen on their faces.

The loud clamor seems to be still echoing, and their expressions are already frozen there.

The triumphant color on his face has not dissipated before it has turned into a strong fear.

Shen Yangxu was most terrified at this time, because he had seen Chen Feng's greatness, and he was also dealt with fiercely by Chen Feng.

At this time, her body trembled violently.

He felt that every part of his body was aching.

The painful feeling of being beaten by Chen Feng that day was surging like a tide, and it swept her in an instant, making him even more frightened to the extreme.

He fell off the chair with a **** and looked at Chen Feng with a few loud noises.

However, I couldn't say a word.

Chen Feng showed a bright smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at the sky, and whispered to himself: "I feel that I don't seem to need to practice other martial arts at all."

"If there is any enemy, just hit it with one punch."

"Under the huge force of 12 billion catties, everything is destroyed!"

Of course, Chen Feng knew that this was just a joke.

At this time, Chen Feng was also panting violently, his chest was ups and downs, and his face was a little pale.

At this time, the twelve ancient golden dragon shadows in his dantian have faded and are almost invisible.

Even, his dantian was in pain.

The meridians are almost broken every inch!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "This is the consequence of using twelve ancient golden dragons one after another, that 12 billion catties of force!"

"Now I can use it twice in a row at most."

"The second time I used it, I was already doing my best."

"For the third time, it is estimated that if I hit with this punch, my cultivation level will also be abolished, and the whole pubic area will be destroyed."

"Although I can use this 12 billion jin of power now, it is far from being able to volatilize at will!"

At this time, Chen Feng is full of expectations for casting his own tyrannical supreme body.

After the battle body is built, then 12 billion catties of power can be played with every gesture!

Just do whatever you want, and you have the power you have now!

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly turned his head to look somewhere in the crowd.

And feeling his gaze, suddenly, with a sigh, the people there stepped aside to make way for a clearing.

Also let people see a person standing in the middle of the clearing.

It is Cheng Junai.

Cheng Junai stood there, his face pale, and his body was like sifting chaff. When he saw Chen Feng looking at him, he trembled and his eyes were filled with despair.

Chen Feng looked at him: "Your name is Cheng Junai, right?"

"Now..."

His hand vacantly waved twice in the air: "Does your face hurt?"

In an instant, Cheng Junai's complexion changed from pale to flush, and everyone's eyes fell on him, and a burst of mockery suddenly sounded.

"Cheng Junai was completely beaten this time."

"Yeah, he was still jumping up and down there, provoking Chen Feng. As everyone knows, in Chen Feng's eyes, he is a clown."

"Yes, Chen Feng didn't even bother to be familiar with him. He didn't even bother to slap in the face. He was not qualified to be slapped by Chen Feng."

"Yes, but he just wants to get in there. If this is the case, then Chen Feng will make it difficult to slap him in the face!"

"Haha, I played several times in a row, one time is not enough, I have to get together and be beaten again!"

"This Cheng Junai, what a cheap bone!"

Cheng Junai stood there, head down, shivering all over, not knowing whether it was angry or frightened.

He feels that he has lost his face, every word of this slaps his face like a slap in the face, making him want to find a place to sew in.

But now, obviously, the more important and more important thing to solve than the facial problem is his life.

Because he saw that Chen Feng had slowly walked towards him.

Extreme fear flashed in his eyes, and he shrank back, trying to hide in the crowd.

At the same time, he lowered his head, and kept looking forward to it in a low voice in his heart: "Don't see me, don't see me, don't come to me, don't come to me."

But where is he going back?

Everyone retreated in other directions, always leaving him out, leaving him alone there.

Finally, he couldn't retreat.

Because, at this time Chen Feng has already come to him.

Chen Feng looked at him with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

He just stood here and didn't speak, but he seemed to have infinite coercion and pressed against Cheng Junai fiercely.

The pressure was severely suppressed, causing Cheng Junai to be frightened and trembling all over.

He looked at Chen Feng, raised his head with fear in his eyes, and then quickly lowered his head.

Chen Feng still didn't speak, and still looked at him like that.

Cheng Junai sweats profusely on his forehead, and feels that his head is not clear, his eyes are blurred, and he seems to have a mental breakdown.

Finally, he could no longer bear the tremendous pressure.

His heart is full of fear, and he knows that Chen Feng will kill him soon.

With a plop, his legs softened and he fell directly on his knees, kowtowing and crying: "Chen Feng, please, please, please, don't kill me!"

Chen Feng looked at him, smiled and said: "Now I know to beg for mercy? Why was it so arrogant just now?"

"Just now, so arrogant, wasn't you?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I look down on people, please forgive me!"

"Don't be familiar with me, just let me as a fart!"

He is there, crying and begging, your posture is already low in the dust.

Chen Feng laughed loudly: "Take you as a fart?"

"Sorry, you are not as good as a fart in front of me!"

He squatted down~IndoMTL.com~ and patted Cheng Junai's face lightly.

Smiling and said: "Does it hurt to be beaten on the face?"

"It hurts! It hurts to death." Cheng Junai trembled.

Chen Feng's voice was leisurely: "I wanted to hit you in the face once or twice, but I didn't expect it, you just want to take your own shame, and send your face up again and again for me to hit."

"If I didn't fight, I would be too sorry for you. Are you right?"

Cheng Junai was already trembling with fright, his face was pale and sweat was like rain, but he couldn't say a word.

At this time, Chen Feng's expression was getting colder, suddenly his palm slowly fell, and a palm was slapped on the top of his head.

Suddenly, Cheng Junai trembled violently, and the words of begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

He looked at Chen Feng blankly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

After that, the look in those eyes gradually disappeared.