Rejuvenation

Hearing this, Zhanlong's complexion changed, and then he thought of something, snorted coldly, and stared at Chen Fei, "You--that's Chen Fei!"

"Exactly." Chen Fei said coldly.

"Haha!" Zhanlong laughed, and looked at Chen Fei disdainfully, saying, "I didn't expect the so-called number one master of the provincial capital to be this respectable face, which is really ridiculous."

The other guests around, hearing Chen Fei's identity at the moment, couldn't help but be surprised, with incredible expressions on their faces.

"He is Chen Fei, no, he is too young!"

"Chen Fei is already very young!"

"This, is this guy really a master of the Profound Rank pinnacle?"

"He is really Chen Fei, I have seen it before, and it is indeed him!"

………

As everyone's complexion changed, Xu Ning couldn't help feeling anxious at this moment, and he involuntarily stepped back a few steps, not daring to look at Chen Fei more. Because Wei Ling was **** by him, and Chen Fei wanted to retaliate against him, he would never escape.

When he was scared in his heart, Xu Ning suddenly felt a chill **** at him, couldn't help but look up, only to see Chen Fei looking at him with cold eyes. The icy chill in his eyes hit him like ice thorns, piercing him all over, and his body was cold, almost unable to move.

"I, I--" For a moment, Xu Ning felt that his breathing seemed to be frozen, and the whole person was stiff in place.

At this time, Zhanlong patted Xu Ning's body lightly, and a warm current surged in, immediately liberating Xu Ning from the chill.

Xu Ning was overjoyed immediately, and quickly bowed to the battle dragon to thank him, "Thank you, the commander of the battle!"

At the same time, my heart settled down. No matter how great Chen Fei is, he has Zhanlong as his backer, and he can't do anything to himself. I don't have to be so frightened at all.

Thinking of this, the fear on Xu Ning's face disappeared, but a bit more arrogant, he raised his head slightly to look at Chen Fei, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

At this moment, Zhanlong took a step forward, looked at Chen Fei, and said leisurely: "Chen Fei, I wanted to go to the provincial capital to find you after this conference, but I didn’t expect you to come here by yourself. If this is the case, then I won't have to spend that time."

After a pause, Zhanlong's tone suddenly drenched, and a sharp look shot in his eyes, with a commanding tone from above, he shouted: "Now, I'll give you a chance to come and kneel down for me. When my dog, I still I can spare your life."

Chen Fei shook his head and looked at Zhanlong somewhat ridiculously, with a cold look in his eyes, "Do you think you are better than Sun Fengqin?"

Zhan Long snorted and said, "Sun Fengqin, relying on a little old-fashioned technique, has been in the provincial capital for many years, but that's all. She didn't wait for me to come back, otherwise, it is not you who defeated her, but me! "

"You are very confident!" Chen Fei said.

Zhanlong stepped forward again and said: "My confidence comes from my strength. I will ask you one last time, either be my dog ​​or-die!"

Xu Ning also looked confident at this time, and shouted from the side: "Chen Fei, did you hear it! The commander of the battle group gives you a chance, don't know what is good or bad, otherwise--"

"Noisy!" Without waiting for Xu Ning to finish, Chen Fei frowned, waved his hand and patted it out.

In an instant, a burst of energy burst out of Chen Fei's palm and turned into a huge blurry palm print, which was overwhelmingly photographed towards Xu Ning.

Xu Ning suddenly felt a huge pressure hit, as if a mountain was blasting down from the sky, the whole person felt an extremely dangerous feeling hitting him, making his face instantly pale, and hurriedly shouted: "Help— —"

Hearing the words, Zhanlong gave a cold snort and blasted out a punch. A fist print with scarlet bloodstains flew out, facing Chen Fei's palm print attack.

Seeing that the two were about to collide and bombard, Chen Fei's palm trembled lightly, and the palm print suddenly radiated brightly. He slapped Zhanlong's fist print to pieces with a thumping palm.

Then, without waiting for Zhanlong to react. Chen Fei's huge palm print, like a mountain of five elements, shot Xu Ning heavily.

With a loud "bang", the huge force directly shattered the rostrum. Xu Ning's whole body was shot under the rostrum abruptly, and his body was completely transformed into a vague mass of flesh and blood, almost invisible. The human form is here.

With just a palm, Xu Ning, a famous martial arts master in Hannan, was killed instantly.

At this moment, everyone can be regarded as seeing the strength of the No. 1 master in the provincial capital. For a moment, the others on the stage couldn't help but get a breath, and they couldn't help but step back a few steps, with a look of horror on their faces.

At this time, Zhanlong glanced at Xu Ning, who was bloody, then looked at Chen Fei, his face was full of anger. It was not Xu Ning's death that he was angry, but Chen Fei actually killed Xu Ning in front of him, which was a great provocation to him.

"You angered me!" Zhanlong shouted angrily. With a burst of thunder, his burly body trembled, and the old military uniform was torn apart, his strong muscles turned into huge energy, and he blasted towards Chen Fei.

At the same time as the impact, Zhanlong waved his arms, his fists turned into two huge heavy hammers, with an unstoppable momentum, to bombard everything that was blocking him.

"go to hell!"

Zhanlong hit with heavy fists, like raindrops, and hammered in front of Chen Fei fiercely.

Chen Fei moved his hands with both hands to withstand the heavy fist attack of the dragon, and at the same time his body kept retreating, as if he could not bear such a fierce attack of the dragon.

Zhan Long attacked more and more fiercely, with a grinning smile on his face, shouted: "You old cultivators, do you think you can improve your strength by meditation? It's really ridiculous. I tell you, The true strength is tempered by killing and blood."

"And my war dragon, in these years, in turbulent Africa, in the war-torn Middle East, survived from the sea of ​​blood from the dead mountain. The strength of this body is trained, which is incomparable to you so-called warriors."

With a stern shout, Zhanlong’s fists became more and more fierce, almost pushing Chen Fei into retreat. With a last scream, both fists thundered and slammed, "Let you taste what is the smell of blood What is the smell of death!"

Everyone was stunned when they watched the imposing blow of the battle dragon. They looked incredible at the battle dragon that looked like a bloodthirsty beast. The heart beat violently, and the whole person trembled.

"Is this the strength of the dragon?"

"Zhanlong has been outside for so many years, what exactly has it gone through!"

"Too strong, too strong! I can't even imagine this kind of power!"

"This kind of aura is not at all a grade, Chen Fei is over!"