Chapter 826: Suffer Death

Xifeng was completely angry. Is this boy Cheng Feng going to blind him?

It's simply too abominable. If he doesn't kill him today, he won't be West Wind.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his eyes, looking at Cheng Feng angrily.

"Those who ride on horses are really looking for death..."

Xifeng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and swung at Cheng Feng.

His fist was fast and urgent... It was like wind, like a shadow, hitting Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng was unable to dodge for a moment, and the fist landed hard on his face.

Fortunately, he had just tilted his head, otherwise the punch would have hit his eyes.

The corner of Cheng Feng's mouth was hit and blood flowed out again.

His body was shaky and he staggered back a few steps.

But he still stabilized his figure and did not fall to the ground.

He raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly at the west wind.

He knew the power of that fist.

It is estimated that Xifeng’s eyes were seriously injured——

When Xifeng saw Cheng Feng laughing, he was so annoyed that he suddenly kicked Cheng Feng and hit Cheng Feng's belly hard.

Cheng Feng gritted his teeth and dodged, Xifeng sneered, and severely trapped Cheng Feng with his other foot.

Everyone just heard a loud bang.

This time, Cheng Feng couldn't dodge at all. The back of his head hit the ground and fell hard.

The sound and the strength made others look at it and couldn't help but sweat for Cheng Feng.

With tears in her eyes, Meng Ying stood up with a trembling body and yelled at the two men.

"Stop fighting, please stop fighting."

However, how could a man's fight stop because of a woman's cry?

This is a battle about male dignity.

Cheng Feng felt stubborn in his heart. Even if he died today, he would not beg for mercy.

This fall almost broke all the bones in his body.

But he didn't groan, gritted his teeth and stumbled up.

At this time, Xifeng's men reminded loudly.

"Brother Xifeng, time is running out. There are still five minutes to go. It's half an hour."

The people around him suddenly fell silent.

The looks they looked at Cheng Feng became complicated.

They really didn't expect that the man who always flinched when faced with trouble, and who had pushed his woman out in order to get him out of danger, would actually be so tough today.

Who is West Wind? It belongs to this group of people. He can be called the undefeated god of war.

Cheng Feng's previous skills were not enough to defeat Xifeng's ten moves.

But today, Cheng Feng didn't know what evil possessed him. Not only did he survive dozens of moves at Xifeng's hands, he actually managed to hold on for more than 20 minutes?

This is simply a miracle, okay?

Xifeng's eyes turned cold, and a murderous aura burst out.

He clenched his fists and smiled coldly at Cheng Feng.

"Boy, I gave you too much time... Next, suffer death..."

Cheng Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered disdainfully.

"There's so much nonsense, you kill me first before you talk..."

Xifeng secretly gritted his teeth, he was really a reckless bitch, he had to kill him these days.

A cold flash flashed through his eyes, and then he kicked him hard.

At this time, Cheng Feng had actually reached the point where he could use the crossbow.

He was no match for West Wind, and being able to hold on until this time was already the maximum he could hold on to.

When he faced the attack kicked by West Wind, he thought about hiding, but his actions were a little slower.

That kick was another hateful kick on his knee.

With a click, Cheng Feng knelt down on his knees again——

A heart-wrenching pain suddenly hit her leg.

Big beads of sweat kept falling down on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

Meng Ying's heart was broken when she looked at Cheng Feng being beaten like this.

She couldn't sit still in the chair, and she slowly slid down and fell to the ground.

She kept muttering, "Don't fight, don't fight."

Xifeng sneered again and again, without giving Cheng Feng any chance to breathe, and kicked him hard on the back.

There was a pop, and everyone saw a mouthful of blood spit out from Cheng Feng's mouth.

His upper body also fell to the ground.

"Tsk tsk...I'm sure you won't be able to get up now, right?"

"Yes, this last kick is simply a fatal blow."

"Look at the vomited blood, Cheng Feng must be dead."

The people around him couldn't help but sigh and whisper.

Meng Ying shook her head and crawled in front of Lan Xiao with a pale face. She hugged Lan Xiao's feet.

"Miss Lan, I beg you, please save Cheng Feng."

Lan Xiao's face was really ugly. Seeing Cheng Feng suffering like this, she was not indifferent.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the watch in her hand.

There's still a little time left, a little bit left.

Cheng Feng... he will definitely be able to persevere, she believes in him.

Lan Xiao lowered his body and helped Meng Ying get up: "Miss Meng, it's not that I don't help him, it's that I can't help him. Since Cheng Feng and Xifeng have made a bet, no outsiders are allowed to interfere. Otherwise, the rules listed above will not apply. Didn’t it all become a joke? Miss Meng, no one can help Cheng Feng, only he can save himself..."

Meng Ying raised her head and looked at Lan Xiao blankly.

Suddenly, she couldn't understand what Lan Xiao meant.

What is it, no one can help him? Only he can save himself?

He was almost beaten to death by the west wind, how could he save himself.

And this Miss Lan, she is obviously so rich, she could ask others to help Cheng Feng, but she refuses to help him?

Why.

"Miss Lan, you..."

While he was stunned, Xifeng began to beat Cheng Feng mercilessly again.

That punch and kick hit Cheng Feng's body hard, beating Cheng Feng to death.

Soon, a strong smell of blood spread all around.

The clothes on Cheng Feng's body were stained with his blood.

He crawled on the ground and couldn't get up anymore. He obviously wanted to climb, but he couldn't exert any strength.

He couldn't even move his fingers.

Meng Ying fell to the ground, already reduced to tears.

She looked at the dying Cheng Feng crawling on the ground with tears in her eyes, and her heart was so painful that she was almost numb.

"Cheng Feng, why are you so stupid?"

Is it really worth sacrificing your life for her?

She thought that if he didn't love her, he never had.

That's why she hated him for so long, sometimes so much that she wanted to let him die.

But now, he is really about to die...

Xifeng felt relieved in his heart and looked at Cheng Feng who was lying on the ground with more air in and less air out.

He pursed his lips and smiled coldly: "Cheng Feng...go to hell."

He raised his foot and stomped towards Cheng Feng's head.

As long as this foot falls, this person will disappear from this world.

The people watching all around held their breath for an instant and stared at the bloody scene in front of them with wide eyes.

Meng Ying even rushed towards Cheng Feng, shouting at the top of her lungs: "No... don't..."