After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

Following Chu Feng's provocative voice, the spiritual masters who were originally preparing to go back to their rooms began to want to watch the fun.

After all, the object of his provocation was not some cat or dog, but the famous prophet Fang Xiu.

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

Some people who were jealous of his fame even wanted to see Fang Xiu make a fool of himself in public.

"Chu Feng! I told you, no fighting within the training period! Go back!" Wen Yang shouted with a sullen look on his face.

Chu Feng picked his ears indifferently.

"You heard me, you heard me. Didn't I just come here to say hello? I can't say hello and frighten the famous prophet Fang Xiu, right?"

Chu Feng looked at Fang Xiu with provocative eyes.

But Fang Xiu was not moved at all. He had seen too many rubbish claiming to be immortal, and he never looked down upon such things.

"Now that the greetings are over, go back quickly!" Wen Yang shouted.

But Chu Feng chuckled: "What's the rush? I haven't finished saying hello yet. I have to at least let the famous prophet know who the person standing in front of him is.

Fang Xiu, listen up, uncle, my name is Chu Feng, nicknamed Immortal, remember this name well. "

Fang Xiu glanced at him calmly and said calmly: "How dare you let me remember you?"

"Yo yo!" Chu Feng screamed strangely: "As expected of the person who solved the S-level weird incident. His tone is not small. He really doesn't take my immortal Chu Feng seriously at all."

Yang Ming and others beside Fang Xiu couldn't bear to cover their eyes with regret on their faces.

"Tsk, tsk, you're not looking for death like this. If any of you have earplugs, lend me one." Yang Ming asked in a low voice.

Xiao Chuxia was a little confused: "Why do you need earplugs? Brother Xio 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 today's provocation for the rest of your life." Fang Xiu took out the scalpel with a calm expression.

A look of embarrassment suddenly flashed across Wen Yang's face: "Mr. Fang, the headquarters has regulations and cannot..."

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

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

Swish!

There was a flash of silver light, and the scalpel stabbed straight towards Chu Feng.

A flash of contempt suddenly flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, and he didn't even have any intention of avoiding it.

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

So, he allowed the scalpel to prick his body.

puff!

That was the sound of a scalpel entering flesh.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Chu Feng's mouth. He just wanted to ridicule him, but the next second, the power of pain broke out.

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

A scream so cruel that it could almost pierce the eardrums resounded throughout the hotel.

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

The same was true for the entire eighth floor, and they almost couldn't let go of this voice.

But soon, the screams stopped.

Because Chu Feng fainted from the pain.

But Fang Xiu would not let him go. Instead, he turned the scalpel slightly, and an even stronger pain erupted.

"what!!!!!"

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

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

Looking at Chu Feng's tragic situation, a hint of surprise finally appeared in Fang Xiu's calm eyes.

He found that Chu Feng was worthy of being an immortal. 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 but turn the scalpel again, continuing to increase the pain.

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

This was the first time Chu Feng had suffered such horrific pain. Because of his immortality, he was often injured, so his ability to endure pain was far beyond that of ordinary people.

It is no exaggeration to say that even though it was so painful to give birth, he endured it and played a qualifying match without changing his expression or heartbeat, without affecting his operation at all.

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, and it had completely collapsed from the pain.

Gradually, he became afraid and terrified.

As an immortal, he unexpectedly had the thought of dying. For the first time, he hated himself so much for why he couldn't die.

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

"Quick...stop...quickly..."

Chu Feng's voice was distorted by pain, and there was a hint of prayer in his originally proud eyes.

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

"I still prefer your unruly demeanor before."

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

Soon, he rolled his eyes again and fainted.

The people around him were shocked when they saw this scene. They knew that Chu Feng was difficult to deal with. It was not about how strong he was, but that this kid couldn't be beaten to death and was not afraid of pain.

They all watched the battle with Wu Xin, the cunning hand, just now.

Chu Feng's dick was squeezed to pieces by a cunning hand, and everyone didn't even complain. But now he fainted twice after just being stabbed with a scalpel. This is simply unbelievable.

A trick?

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

A trace of fear arose in everyone's heart. Although they were the best among the spiritual masters from all over the country and naturally had arrogance in their hearts, they were not fools.

They were very aware of Chu Feng's ability to endure pain. However, even if he was so brutal, he was forced to beg for mercy in public by a scalpel. You can imagine how painful it was. It was definitely more painful than being executed in Ling Chi or being put in a frying pan. .

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

This prophet Fang Xiu was able to solve S-class weird incidents not only by predicting the future.

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

Seeing Chu Feng fainted, Fang Xiu felt even more bored. He liked screaming, and even more so, continuous screaming.

It's not that he is abnormal, it's mainly that he is too lonely. Once upon a time, he also hoped that there would be someone who could understand his pain and feel the same.

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

It's not easy to meet an undead person, but you can only understand what's going on.

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

"what!!!!"