Chapter 1,208 But Let’s Forget About It? !

"Well, if other dynasty geniuses say that to me, I can still accept it. I didn't expect that it would be you, the Northern Xinjiang dynasty with the smallest number of people participating in the secret realm selection!"

Li Renjia said coldly.

At the same time, Li Renjia's body exuded a powerful martial arts pressure, which quickly overwhelmed Feng Shaoshan's body.

This coercion was concentrated to the extreme, like a huge pressure being squeezed into a fist.

Click!

Feng Shaoshan failed to resist this powerful pressure, and the thousand-year black iron stone under his feet suddenly shattered.

Moreover, Feng Shaoshan's right leg softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"Hahahaha! You should be the strongest contestant in the Northern Xinjiang Dynasty! You are the strongest, and you can't even withstand the pressure of my martial arts!"

Li Renjia's voice was full of infinite sarcasm.

The faces of the warriors from the Northern Xinjiang Dynasty who participated in the secret realm selection were filled with infinite humiliation.

"If Mr. Feng takes action, I'm afraid it only takes one finger to crush you to death!"

Some warriors from the Northern Xinjiang Dynasty couldn't help but speak.

"Master Feng? What is Master Feng? Tell me!"

After Li Renjia heard this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed one of the warriors.

This warrior was only at the ninth level of the Heavenly Lord. Facing Li Renjia, who was at the eighth level of the Holy Lord, he was like a chicken ready to be slaughtered.

Faced with Li Renjia's pressure, he was even speechless.

"Tell me, what is Master Feng!"

There was a cruel and vicious look on Li Renjia's face.

The pressure released by Li Renjia became stronger and stronger. The warrior who was suppressing the pressure fell to his knees on the ground, and the bones on his body creaked.

Too strong!

Everyone was silent for a while.

"You must not insult Master Feng in any way!"

Cheng Moyao, Xiao Yan and others spoke.

Cheng Moyao is now half a step below the peak level of the Holy Lord.

Xiao Yan is at the peak of the eighth rank of Tianzun.

"Oh? There are two more people who jumped out! Okay, you guys also come and tell me, what is Mr. Feng?!"

Li Renjia's eyes were filled with a ruthless look, and a powerful aura turned towards Cheng Moyao and Xiao Yan.

Creak!

Creak!

Cheng Moyao and Xiao Yan also made a skeletal sound on their bodies.

Right now.

"Look! Master Feng is here!"

Suddenly, many warriors from the Northern Xinjiang Dynasty exclaimed.

Li Renjia and other participating warriors from various dynasties also looked at Chu Feng.

When they saw Feng clearly, they all felt slightly shocked.

"The peak of the seventh-level Tianzun?! It seems that he is the peak of the seventh-level Tianzun and has the strength of the eighth-level Tianzun, so he is also qualified to participate in the secret realm selection!"

Many warriors suddenly felt a burst of contempt in their hearts.

In the hearts of all warriors, true martial arts geniuses are able to leapfrog one level to fight, and the strongest ones can reach level three.

However, those who can reach the third level of Vietnam War are very rare. Among the billions of warriors, there is not even a single one left.

In their hearts, they certainly don't think that Chu Feng is the type who can fight to the third level.

"The girl next to that boy is very pretty!"

Many warriors had greedy looks in their eyes.

The woman beside Chu Feng is naturally Luo Weiwei.

Luo Weiwei was dignified, gentle and charming, wearing a flowing white dress. What's more, she was moisturized by Chu Feng's rain and dew, and she was also particularly charming, like a fairy descended from heaven.

Among them, except for the Northern Xinjiang Dynasty, there were only a dozen warriors from the Dongqing Dynasty. When they saw Chu Feng, their faces were filled with infinite fear and awe.

Among these people is Feng Gu, a genius from the Feng family of the Dongqing Dynasty!

Feng Gu had seen Chu Feng’s super combat power with his own eyes! In the Zhulong Realm, the Half-Step Saint King can be destroyed!

Some other geniuses were lucky enough to participate in the coronation ceremony of Qing Pojiao, the new king of Dongqing Dynasty!

They had seen with their own eyes that Chu Feng was in the most distinguished seat.

Qing Pojiao was particularly in awe of Chu Feng, as if he were a senior or a master!

These dozen or so warriors were also some of the top second-grade forces behind them. Therefore, they knew many warriors, and they immediately sent messages to warn several warriors around them, not allowing any of them to show any disrespect to Chu Feng.

Because they truly knew that Chu Feng was a dormant flying dragon.

If it doesn't move, it will be fine. If it moves, it will stir up the Nine Heavens!

The other warriors were shocked in their hearts when they heard these words of warning.

With their background and power, they are not even qualified to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Qing Pojiao of the Dongqing Dynasty.

Therefore, they have not witnessed Chu Feng's great reputation in Qingpojiao with their own eyes!

However, these warriors who warned them were also young masters of various second-grade top forces or top geniuses.

Therefore, these warriors did not dare not listen to their warnings.

"Boy, this little woman looks very much to my taste. Will you give it to me now, or will you wait until you enter the secret realm and I will kill you and then take it for myself?"

Murong Tie, a half-step saint-level warrior from the Western Man Dynasty, stared at Luo Weiwei with a lustful look on his face.

At the same time, Murong Tie, the half-step holy warrior, had already walked in front of Chu Feng.

The faces of the warriors from several other dynasties looked like they were watching a good show.

After all, the visitors from the Tianwu Heritage Country haven't shown up yet. It's better to have some fun and watch some good shows than to wait here boringly.

Chu Feng's face was as calm as ever.

"You, and you, if you apologize now and cut off your arm, I can forget about it! You only have one breath to think about it!"

Chu Feng spoke slowly.

What Chu Feng was referring to was Murong Tie and Li Renjia.

Li Renjia and Murong Tie were both a little stunned, and then burst into laughter.

In their eyes, Chu Feng was really seeking death!

Li Renjia himself is at the eighth level of the Holy Lord!

And Murong Tie is half a step to the peak of the Saint!

Chu Feng is only at the peak level of Tianzun Rank 7!

No matter who Chu Feng compares with, there is an insurmountable gap!

However, what Chu Feng said was so natural!

Even until now, Chu Feng's face had a calm expression!

In the eyes of many of them, this is simply a pretense!

However, pretending to be cool also depends on the situation! Pretending to be smart~~ah!

Couldn't Chu Feng now feel how powerful Murong Tie and Li Renjia are? !

Right now.

Luo Weiwei said: "Chu Feng, it seems that the Tianwu Heritage Country has regulations that all participants are not allowed to act alone before entering the secret realm. Chu Feng, at least he has to give the Tianwu Heritage Country some face!"

Suddenly, Murong Tie, Li Renjia, and many warriors from various dynasties laughed louder and more sarcastically.

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