I asked you to practice martial arts, but I didn’t ask you to kill gods!

"Whether you believe it or not, the facts are right in front of you. If Song Zhongwei hadn't been found to have participated in colluding with Abyss, do you think you would be alive today, and you, Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng frowned and asked, "Then who killed our family?"

"If a dog is useless, of course it will be killed by its owner. You are so smart, you don't even understand this." Xiao Li had a strange look on his face.

Lin Yourong interrupted.

"Song Zhong, you are not only blind, you are also blind in heart and mind. You have harmed Chen Feng and the geniuses in the safe zone. After the particle avalanche, there was a wave of beasts. Why did you lose so much combat power? You should have died outside in the first place. .”

"Haha~"

Song Zhong looked like he was crazy, crying and laughing.

He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured the powder inside into his mouth at lightning speed.

"Uncle Song, what are you doing?" Chen Feng grabbed the porcelain bottle, put it under his nose and smelled it, then poured it into his mouth, trying to identify what it was.

The medicinal powder tasted fragrant and bitter in the mouth, and Chen Feng became anxious.

"What is this, Uncle Song, please tell me quickly?"

He didn't know what kind of poison it was, but when the powder entered his throat, Song Zhong immediately spat out black blood and his body collapsed.

Chen Feng hurriedly supported him: "Uncle Song, why, why are you doing this?"

Song Zhong squeezed Chen Feng's arm tightly.

"Uncle is just a fool. He was deceived and harmed you."

"If I hadn't made random guesses, you wouldn't have been able to practice 'Jiyuan', and you wouldn't have had to carry these heavy things. It would have been better to have settled down and settled down."

"Uncle Song, stop talking and tell me what medicine you took?" Chen Feng was so anxious that he took out the golden needle and started to seal the acupuncture points on Song Zhong's body.

"It's too late." Song Zhong blocked Chen Feng's busy hands and squeezed out a look of endearment on his face: "Xiao Feng, you are right, everyone must pay the price for their choices.

My death is the best outcome. Don't resent your father or the city lord. We all have different positions. "

The black blood in Song Zhong's mouth spilled even more.

"Uncle Song, stop talking, let's go to the hospital for treatment immediately."

"It's useless. I know what I'm studying. Even if I can be saved, do you think anyone will save me?"

"I don't care. If anyone doesn't save me, I will kill them until they save me."

"Hoho~"

Song Zhong began to tighten his grip on Chen Feng, his face turned blood red, but as he loosened his hand, he stopped breathing...

"Uncle Song..." Chen Feng roared sadly.

The melon-eaters in the audience had their eyes opened today.

This big melon is eaten.

That's heartbreaking.

Wang Hao looked complicated.

Yu Wen looked relieved.

Others stared at Chen Feng with cannibalistic eyes.

Even Li Tiangao looked sad.

Lin Yourong spoke.

"Chen Feng, I don't care about life and death matters, and I can't control them. You are very smart and have found a loophole to escape punishment, but..." He changed the topic: "The safe zone can't accommodate you anymore. Give yourself some dignity, and give yourself some respect." Let’s all be decent.”

Chen Feng, whose face was calm, laid Song Zhongping on the ground.

Looking around at the angry, puzzled, happy, and hateful faces of the people around the ring, my heart became calm. There is nothing more sad than heartbreaking.

He drew out the sword from his back and slowly poured his strength into it.

"Spread your wings!~"

"Shu Yu!~"

The spiritual power was once again raised to the extreme, reaching a power of nearly [-] joules.

The sword seemed to know that its master was about to die, and let out a continuous soft moan.

Perceive this level of spiritual power.

There was a trace of horror on Lin Yourong's face.

If Chen Feng is already Lingwu, then it's nothing.

But he is still in the particle co-frequency state.

If such a spiritual power is defeated, even a ninth-grade spiritual warrior like myself, who is a half-step thousand army, will be frightened.

Jiyuan...

It's so scary...

more importantly……

These two combat skills seem to be superimposed, but they are not like 'death combat skills'.

Where did he get the combat skills that can superimpose spiritual power? This is already a special skill?

boom! ~

The sword fell down and struck the life and death ring, making a loud noise.

Quiet.

Deadly still.

Whether on stage or off stage, it has become audible.

Everyone seemed to have been immobilized by magic and stood motionless.

because……

Chen Feng did not wipe his own neck with this knife, nor did he attack Lin Yourong. Instead, he slashed at the dead Song Zhong.

Unexpectedly, the dead Song Zhong seemed to be swimming like a fish, his whole body slid backward inexplicably, and he stood not far away staring at Chen Feng and Lin Yourong.

When Song Zhong stood up, his legs were no longer lame, and his whole body was no longer in the state of mourning more than death. Instead, he had a look of confusion on his face.

Lin Yourong sneered disdainfully: "Why, don't you just keep pretending?"

As soon as he swallowed it, the people around him came back to their senses.

The confusion in his eyes was already overflowing.

Song Zhong took off the golden needles on his body and looked at Lin Yourong and Chen Feng.

"How did you find out? I asked myself, did you reveal any flaws?"

Lin Yourong looked amused.

"If there were no flaws, you think I would arrange everything today, but you can be proud. Look, the entire family in the safe zone has basically mobilized. Even my dad came out to help me suppress the situation, just to be on guard. You ran away."

"Abyss 'Silver Clan', I don't know what to call you?"

"You can call me 'Silver'."

Yin looked at Chen Feng.

"If I guess correctly, you should have seen through my disguise."

"No wonder you just grabbed the poison bottle and poured it into your mouth to try it yourself. You also inserted needles into my acupuncture points. You were trying to block my acupuncture points."

"No wonder you chose the day of the particle avalanche to fight to the death with Zhao Qian. Do you want to use this to suppress our power? I have to say, this is really a good plan."

Chen Feng clicked his tongue.

"It's a pity that you still discovered me. Take off your disguise."

Song Zhong... No, Yin didn't want to hide it anymore. The moment he took off his sunglasses, his face squirmed.

Under the sunlight, silver-white fine scales appeared on the skin of his face.

In the eye sockets, a pair of blank, blank eyes were particularly terrifying.

The audience was shocked when they saw the 'white eyes'.

"Deep... abyss?!"

"No, the abyss is coming."

"Run!"

"..."

The scene immediately broke out into a commotion.

But the role of the city guard was highlighted.

After forcibly killing a dozen of the yellers, the situation quickly stabilized.

Yin looked at Chen Feng.

"Boy, where did I miss this?"

Lin Yourong said: "Boy, people have asked you, so just tell me. I am also very curious, and I just want to give everyone some knowledge."

Chen Feng nodded.

"Everyone knows the characteristics of the abyss race. Their particle absorption and utilization rate is three times that of the human race.

In pursuit of power, they become blind and tasteless.

But the sense of pain, hearing, and touch are very developed. Do you still remember food? "

"Food?!" Yin didn't understand.

Chen Feng began to decrypt.