Peerless Martial Soul

After hearing this, Chen Feng was stunned.

Then, he smiled.

Chen Feng shook his head and smiled, but the smile was cold and full of anger.

It turned out that this person didn't take Chen Feng seriously at all, and he didn't even look at the magical bird of cloud and mist that was beaten like this by Chen Feng.

I just thought that this magical bird of cloud and mist was already seriously injured, but it was just taken advantage of by Chen Feng!

He waved his hand, looked at Chen Feng, and said carelessly: "Okay, kid, get out of here!"

"Uncle Ran Chen Yi Ran and I are in a good mood today, and I don't want to meet you in the same way."

"Get out of here quickly, don't get in my eyes!"

After Chen Feng heard this, he instantly frowned and murderous intent filled his eyes!

However, he had just arrived, and he didn't want to cause trouble. He took a deep breath, grabbed the magical bird of cloud and mist, and prepared to leave.

At this time, a sneer suddenly came from behind: "Little bastard, are you deaf? Can't you understand human speech? I told you to get out, but I didn't ask you to take away the sacred bird of cloud and mist!"

Chen Feng stopped, and his body suddenly stagnated.

Then, he slowly turned around.

"What, kid, I've spared your life, why don't you get out? Are you looking for death?"

Ran Chenyi frowned and said impatiently.

This person's attitude was extremely arrogant, full of disdain and condescension, and he did not take Chen Feng in his eyes at all.

And he made it clear that he wanted to snatch away Chen Feng, the seriously injured bird of cloud and mist.

Moreover, in his opinion, when he asked Chen Feng to put down the Divine Bird of Cloud and Mist and roll away, it was still like a favor and reward!

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Chen Feng.

He just geared up and walked towards the seriously injured Cloud and Mist Bird.

As he walked, he smiled greedily and said, "Baby, I finally caught you!"

"Hahaha, I missed the opportunity last time, but I finally caught it this time!"

Having said that, he was going to step forward, preparing to kill the cloud-mist divine bird and get a ready-made bargain.

But at this moment, he saw Chen Feng standing still, not moving.

Suddenly, his brows condensed, and a ferocious look flashed in his eyes.

Staring at Chen Feng, he said impatiently: "Little bastard, why are you still standing here? Why don't you leave quickly?"

"Do you want to wait for me to regret it and then kill you?"

Chen Feng looked at him, a smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was calm and indifferent: "I seem to have discovered this magical bird of cloud and mist first. Are you going to rob it by force?"

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Ran Chenyi was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

It seems as if anything is the most ridiculous thing.

After a moment, the smile faded, and he stared at Chen Feng, shaking his head, with unspeakable sarcasm and ridicule in his voice:

"You little brat, you look like a newcomer at first glance."

"Hahaha, yes, I just want to grab it! What can you do to me?"

He looked at Chen Feng and said arrogantly: "You are a mere waste of a two-star Martial Emperor. If I don't take your life, it will be considered a mercy."

"When I steal your things, I'm giving you face! Do you understand?"

He pointed at Chen Feng with his hand, and he was extremely arrogant: "Little bastard, I will ask you one last time, do you want to go away or not?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "What if I don't get out?"

Ran Chenyi chuckled: "You're not going to get out, are you?"

He stared at Chen Feng, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Boy, congratulations, your certainty of success is irritating!"

"Since I'm giving you face but you don't want it, then I'm going to kill you!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Chen Feng looked at him with a slight smile on his lips: "Are you so sure that you can defeat me easily?"

"Boy, watch your words."

"It's not about defeating you, but killing you! To be more precise, it should be a brutal killing!"

"Wantful insult, killing! Easily!"

Ran Chenyi laughed loudly while pointing at Chen Feng.

"Now, I will teach you that in this ancient ruins, you cannot afford to offend anyone!"

After saying that, his aura suddenly rose, reaching the middle stage of the Three-Star Martial Emperor in an instant.

"Did you see that? I am a mid-level 3-star Martial Emperor. If I want to crush a little 2-star Martial Emperor like you, wouldn't it be easy for me? Easily?"

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips and he shook his head slowly.

This person is truly ignorant and fearless!

Chen Feng had already killed countless three-star Martial Emperors, but he still dared to yell at Chen Feng here!

However, at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly felt something in his heart, and said calmly: "You are the first person I met after coming here. I have some questions and I have to ask for advice and accompany you."

Chen Feng's idea at this time was to recycle waste.

Now, he feels murderous intent in his heart.

This person is going to die anyway, so why not ask a few more questions?

Seeing Chen Feng do this, Ran Chenyi burst out laughing. In his opinion, this boy was showing weakness and did not dare to confront him.

And he felt that Chen Feng was deliberately delaying time.

He laughed loudly: "Boy, there's no point in deliberately delaying time! You're still going to die!"

Chen Feng shook his head: "Who do you think you are, worthy of me delaying my time?"

Ran Chenyi's expression instantly became extremely cold: "Trash! You are looking for death!"

Chen Feng shook his head: "That's all, if you don't want to say it, then I will!"

His voice was calm: "I'll beat you until you tell me!"

Ran Chenyi laughed ferociously, rushed toward him, and yelled crazily: "Boy, die!"

The next moment, a golden spear appeared in his hand. The golden light shot out and stabbed Chen Feng hard.

Chen Feng stood there with a smile on his lips, not moving.

He had already seen the strength of countless three-star Martial Emperors at the peak of their powers, and now Ran Chenyi, a mere mid-level three-star Martial Emperor, was no different from an ant in Chen Feng's eyes.

He's just a guy who can be easily crushed to death.

However, Chen Feng's actions, in Ran Chenyi's eyes, showed that Chen Feng had no choice but to wait for death in the face of his own offensive.

His voice was even more arrogant: "Little bastard, I can kill you with just one shot..."

The word 'fate' hadn't been spoken yet, but it was stuck in his throat.

His voice turned into the same feeling as before the duck was killed, a scream full of shock and panic: "How is it possible?"

His eyes widened, and he held the golden spear in both hands, desperately trying to thrust forward, but he couldn't move at all.

He felt as if his golden spear was cast into a large piece of extremely hard metal.

No matter how hard he pushed forward, he remained motionless. It turned out that at that moment, when his golden spear was about to penetrate Chen Feng's body, Chen Feng stretched out two fingers.