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The most critical moment has not yet come.

In case this old boy is irritated in advance.

Chu Feng was also afraid that the situation would be out of control later on.

Emperor Yan thought for a while and reluctantly agreed.

"Forget it, after the old man recovers from his injury, I will challenge you!"

Emperor Yan pointed at Chu Feng's nose, his fighting spirit surged again.

For Wu Chi.

What is the happiest?

Naturally it is fighting.

There is nothing in the world that would make Emperor Yan happier than fighting the strong.

And Chu Feng's current strength has steadily surpassed that of Emperor Yan.

And there is still a deep hatred between the two.

In Emperor Yan's mind, this is simply the best opponent template given by God.

As long as he can defeat Chu Feng once in his lifetime.

Emperor Yan is confident.

His strength can go up to a higher level.

But as soon as he said this.

A smile appeared in Chu Feng's eyes immediately, showing a playful look: "I really hope you can have such an opportunity."

The words fall.

The system prompt sounds.

Branding done!

Chu Feng smiled even more happily.

confirmed!
There is no chance now!

Feeling the new ball of white light the size of a ping-pong ball in my mind.

Chu Feng sighed in his heart.

These seventy-eight thousand intentions are really not in vain.

This ball of light seems to be the controller of Emperor Yan's soul.

From now on, the life and death of this galactic warrior will depend on Chu Feng's thoughts.

After a while, Emperor Yan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Chu Feng, frowning slightly with doubts.

The dog thief was fierce just now.

It took only a while.

How did it become such a bad luck?
Could it be that he has been holding back just now?

Hit the swollen face to pretend to be fat.

I can't take it anymore.

Emperor Yan couldn't help laughing.

However, there was a bit of disdain for Chu Feng in his heart.

Young people are young after all, so good about these exaggerated appearances.

Learn more from my husband.

As long as you can survive, what is face?
But it is also a very pleasing thing to see the nemesis languishing.

The corners of Emperor Yan's mouth couldn't stop rising, and his brows suddenly relaxed a lot.

Suddenly, I felt more relaxed.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chu Feng accidentally caught the sneer on his face.

With a flash of thought, he immediately understood what the old boy was thinking, and sneered in his heart.

Are Lao Tzu's jokes so good-looking?

The thought descends to the light sphere in an instant.

Emperor Yan, who was cultivating, let out a sudden "Ouch", like a cat whose tail has been trampled on.

The body jumped up like a spring.

Holding that shiny bald head.

Enduring the pain that almost split the soul.

Turning his head to stare at Chu Feng, his gaze gradually became dangerous: "What did you do to this old man?"

Chu Feng shrugged, spread his hands, and looked at him like an idiot, as if asking: What are you talking about?
I do not know anything!
Look at his innocent appearance.

Emperor Yan was a little suspicious.

Could it be that the old man really wronged him?
Is it just something wrong with my practice?
Thinking of this, Emperor Yan took a deep breath and apologized to Chu Feng: "This old man is reckless."

After that, he changed direction and sat down with his back to Chu Feng.

Just going to continue healing.

Unexpectedly, he had just regained a little bit of state, when the familiar, soul-deep pain struck again like a frenzy.

Emperor Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

His brows were frowned into pimples, bean-sized beads of sweat fell like rain, and he kept gasping for air.

It's not that Emperor Yan's willpower is bad.

He has fought bloody battles in the starry sky for more than [-] years, and has gone through tens of thousands of battles. He walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood almost stepping on the road.

Even Lufa can only be regarded as a junior in front of him.

Is there any battle that he has not seen?
And what harm did he not suffer?
If the pain comes only from the body, that's fine.

Even with missing arms and legs.

He wouldn't behave so badly.

But this time the pain comes from the soul.

That was precisely the place where Emperor Yan could not guard against.

This is about to die.

It felt like ten thousand steel needles were piercing non-stop for a second, and the pain was terribly painful.

After a while, it seemed like countless ants were crawling on it, itching too much.

The two sensations alternate back and forth.

Emperor Yan seemed to be living in dire straits.

Rao is that he can bear it no longer.

After taking a breath of cold air.

Finally, he couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, staring and roaring in a low voice.

But the direction he looked at was Chu Feng's side.

After catching Chu Feng's gloomy smile.

His expression immediately became terrified and vicious.

Anger engulfed Emperor Yan's reason again like a volcanic eruption.

This damn... soul!light!

It really is this dog thief!

I fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations! ! !

Immediately, Emperor Yan couldn't help but want to curse.

However, he couldn't even curse at people right now.

I can curse a few words in my heart.

It was already Chu Feng's extrajudicial favor.

Chu Feng was so busy, so long, for the purpose of subduing this old boy and making him a gold medal fighter under his command?
It's not good to toss to death!
With this in mind, Chu Feng acted with discretion.

It not only ensures that Emperor Yan will not be rude, but also teaches him a profound lesson.

By the way, let him understand a truth:
Some jokes, not so good looking!

If you see it, you have to pay the price.

on one side.

Qiao Shefei and the other three demons couldn't help looking at Yandi rolling all over the floor.

They were not as stupid as Emperor Yan.

Instantly guessed that Chu Feng did it.

But the problem is-

When did Chu Feng move his hand?

For a long while, the two of them had been sitting quietly, with a distance of four or five meters between them.

Well water does not make river water.

They also didn't see Chu Feng's small movements at all.

However, Emperor Yan was tricked!

I tilted my head and thought for a long time, but I still couldn't think of a reason.

The three demons can only be blamed on: the general's methods are becoming more and more terrifying.

Unknowingly, he overturned a late-stage corona powerhouse who was recovering.

If it were me, then...

The more the three demons thought about it, the more frightened they became.

Take another look at Emperor Yan, who is worse than dead on the ground.

Qi Shushu shuddered.

Looking at Chu Feng's eyes again, besides awe, there is more fear from the soul.

Another half minute passed.

Yomo is almost there.

Only then did Chu Feng snap his fingers and stop torturing Emperor Yan's soul.

Turning to look at Emperor Yan with a smile.

After asking a question, even the Three Demons couldn't help covering their faces, wanting to say something rude.

"Brother Yan, are you alright?"

Grass!is a plant.

But at this moment, Emperor Yan unconsciously wanted to put it on the eighteenth generation of Chu Feng's ancestors.

He turned over with all his strength and lay on his back on the ground, panting silently with his mouth open.

Although it doesn't hurt anymore.

But the torture just now really exhausted him physically and mentally.

At this moment, he almost didn't even have the strength to move.

Just lay there helplessly.

He repeated all kinds of cordial greetings to Chu Feng in his heart.

Other than that.

There is also an indescribable sense of decadence and depression.

Thousands of calculations, thousands of precautions.

In the end...it was still TM!