Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

Following Chu Feng's provocative voice, the imperial spirit masters who were about to go back to their rooms were eager to watch the excitement.

After all, the object of his provocation is not a cat or a dog, but Fang Xiu, a well-known prophet.

Everyone wanted to see if Fang Xiu was as godlike as the legend said.

Even some people who are jealous of his fame want to see Fang Xiu make a fool of himself in public.

"Chu Feng! As I said, infighting is prohibited during the training! Go back!" Wen Yang shouted sullenly.

Chu Feng picked out his ears indifferently.

"I heard it, I heard it, didn't I just come to say hello? I can't say hello, and I can scare the famous prophet Fang Xiu, right?"

Chu Feng looked at Fang Xiu with provocative eyes.

But Fang Xiu was unmoved at all, he had seen too many garbage who claimed to be immortal, such things were never taken seriously by him.

"Now the greetings are over, you hurry back!" Wen Yang shouted.

But Chu Feng chuckled: "Why worry, I haven't finished greeting, at least I have to let the well-known Mr. Prophet know who is standing in front of him.

Fang Xiu, listen carefully, uncle, my name is Chu Feng, nicknamed Undead, remember this name carefully. "

Fang Xiu glanced at him calmly, and said lightly: "You are worthy of me to remember?"

"Hey!" Chu Feng yelled strangely: "As expected of the person who solved the S-level weird incident, his tone is not small. He really didn't take me, the undead, Chu Feng seriously."

Yang Ming and the others beside Fang Xiu covered their eyes with some reluctance, with regret on their faces.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't look for it like this when I was looking for death. If any of you have earplugs, lend me one." Yang Ming asked in a low voice.

Xiao Chuxia was a little confused, so: "Why do you need earplugs? Brother Xiu has been provoked and came to the door, are you just watching here?"

"Da Laohei, you are still young, you don't understand, just cover your ears."

After speaking, Yang Ming took the lead in covering his ears.

Others followed suit.

"In three seconds, you will regret your provocation today for the rest of your life." Fang Xiu calmly took out the scalpel.

A look of embarrassment suddenly flashed across Wen Yang's face: "Mr. Fang, there are regulations in the headquarters that cannot..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a burst of wild laughter.

"Hahaha... What is this? A fruit knife? No way, no way, someone actually uses it..."

Swish!

With a flash of silver light, the scalpel stabbed straight at Chu Feng.

There was a flash of contempt in Chu Feng's eyes, and he didn't even intend to avoid it.

As an undead man, let alone such a small knife, even a 40-meter machete can't kill him.

So, he let the scalpel stick on his body.

puff!

That was the sound of a scalpel piercing flesh.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Chu Feng's mouth, and he just wanted to ridicule him, but in the next second, the power of pain exploded.

"what!!!!!!!!!"

A horrific scream that could pierce eardrums resounded throughout the hotel.

Xiao Chuxia, who didn't cover her ears, was so shocked that her eardrums hurt, she quickly covered her ears. At this moment, she finally understood why Yang Ming was looking for earplugs before.

The same is true for the people on the eighth floor, who almost didn't let this voice go away.

But soon, the screams stopped abruptly.

Chu Feng fainted from the pain.

But Fang Xiu wouldn't just let him go, but turned the scalpel slightly, and a more intense pain erupted.

"what!!!!!"

Chu Feng woke up instantly and screamed. The severe pain made him roll his eyes continuously, foam at the mouth, and twitch all over.

"Scratch! What's on your knife! Why does it hurt so much!"

Seeing Chu Feng's tragic state, Fang Xiu's calm eyes finally showed a hint of surprise.

He found that Chu Feng was worthy of being an undead. Ordinary people would have died long ago after suffering such pain, but Chu Feng was not dead, and could even speak.

interesting.

He couldn't help turning the scalpel again, continuing to intensify the pain.

This time, the blue veins on Chu Feng's painful face popped up, as if a blood vessel was about to burst. He kept screaming, and blood gradually began to ooze from the pores of his body. It was the rupture of capillaries caused by severe pain.

This is the first time Chu Feng has suffered such terrible pain. Because of his immortality, he is often injured, so his ability to endure pain is far beyond ordinary people.

It is no exaggeration to say that even though giving birth was so painful, he stood up to it and played qualifying without changing his face or beating his heart, without affecting the operation in the slightest.

But now, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even move a finger.

He wanted to pull out the scalpel, but his body seemed to be no longer his own, and he had completely collapsed from the pain.

Gradually, he was afraid, scared.

As an undead person, for the first time, he had the thought of wanting to die. It was the first time that he hated himself so much for not being able to die.

Obviously only a few seconds passed, but to Chu Feng, it seemed like centuries had passed.

"Quick...quick stop...."

Chu Feng's voice had been distorted to the point of deformation due to the pain, and there was a hint of pleading in the originally haughty eyes.

Faced with his softness, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with anger, as if he just got a new toy, but it was broken after playing with it a few times.

"I still prefer your unruly look before."

"Please... please, pull it out... ah! Pull it out quickly! I can't take it anymore!" Chu Feng kept twitching, and his stuttering became more and more unclear.

Soon, he rolled his eyes again and passed out.

The people around were stunned when they saw this scene. They knew that Chu Feng was difficult, not because of how strong he was, but because this kid couldn't be beaten to death, and he wasn't afraid of pain.

They all saw the battle with Sly Hand Wu Xin just now.

Chu Feng's second child was crushed by Sly Hand, and no one even snorted, but now he passed out twice after only being stabbed with a scalpel, which is simply unbelievable.

Trickster?

Many people's eyes flickered, thinking that the reason Fang Xiu was able to achieve this level must be due to the uniqueness of the trick weapon in his hand.

A trace of fear rose in everyone's hearts. Although they were the best spirit masters from all over the country, they naturally had arrogance in their hearts, but they were not fools.

They know very well that Chu Feng's ability to endure pain is so good, but he was begged for mercy in public by a scalpel. One can imagine how painful it is. It is definitely more painful than Ling Chi's execution or being put in a frying pan. .

Sure enough, there are no worthless people under the fame!

Fang Xiu, the prophet, was able to solve the S-level weird incident not only by predicting the future.

It's like writing a math problem. You can predict the answer, but can you write the process?I really can't do it without two brushes.

Seeing Chu Feng faint, Fang Xiu felt more and more bored. He liked to scream, and he liked to scream continuously.

It's not that he's abnormal, it's that he's too lonely. Once upon a time, he also hoped that there would be someone who could understand his pain and empathize with him.

Everyone only saw Fang Xiu's current scenery, but no one could understand his loneliness and pain.

It's hard to meet an undead person, but I can only understand what happens.

Then Fang Xiu turned the scalpel again, and the blade rolled in Chu Feng's flesh and blood.

"what!!!!"