777

Chapter 777

The next moment, Yifeng appeared on the ring.

The people who were originally thinking about Yifeng saw Yifeng who suddenly appeared on the ring, their eyes were fixed sharply, and the speed made them feel chilled. Similarly, the man with the scar couldn't help shivering. Although Yifeng's remaining red wine was still on the stone table, he didn't dare to take it.

These people glanced at each other, and a thought arose in their hearts: This is a pig that can only vomit a tiger.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ring again, looking at the ferocious champion of the ring and Yi Feng who looked thin, and they were also thinking about their chances of winning.

Seeing the tough men suppressing them, none of them dared to go up to the ring. Looking at a boy who suddenly appeared, each of them was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and started to laugh.

No matter how you look at it, the slightly thin Yifeng is unlikely to be the opponent of the sturdy man.

"Does this kid hate living enough?"

"Damn it, it's a waste. Warm my old lady. What a bed."

"Damn, when did such a juicy little guy appear. Our boss likes such things."

"It's a pity, such a good cabbage is about to be smashed in the head."

"..."

One sentence did not affect Yifeng, who still looked at the ferocious and bloody man quietly. His eyes were calm and steady, and the blood flowing on the ground did not know why, but it flowed aside when it reached Yifeng's feet, but no one noticed this scene.

The tough man looked at a young man like Yifeng, and he was also slightly taken aback. However, he, who had already fallen into the thrill of killing, would not show any mercy, and punched Yifeng fiercely.

"one move!"

The voice was not loud, but this faint voice reached everyone's ears. Everyone was slightly taken aback when they heard this sentence, and then they laughed wildly one by one. It was as if he had heard the biggest joke of the century.

The sturdy man was also slightly shocked, but his face immediately had a ferocious look, and the fighting spirit in his hands surged again, and he blasted towards Yifeng's face. The power of this punch made everyone scream again. They even saw the picture of Yifeng's head being smashed and his brains burst out.

For them, there is nothing more exciting than the whole thing.

"one move!"

It was still a faint voice, but it suppressed all the screams.

Everyone looked directly at the arena, and saw the small white palm in the depths of Yifeng above the arena, gently stamping towards the opponent. Soft, limp, without a trace of strength.

Seeing this scene, everyone became even more crazy because of the screams suppressed by Yifeng.

"Where is the idiot who made such a slap."

Under the rampant laughter. A punch and a palm also touched together!

"Pfft..."

A figure vomited blood and flew upside down, the original laughter also disappeared suddenly, everyone stared blankly at the tough man who slammed on the blood fiercely, each and every one of them couldn't believe it.

They never thought that the two protagonists would turn around, and that soft, fluffy punch would actually have such great power.

Everyone looked at the sturdy man, and found that he had no aura at all. The horror on their faces became stronger, and there was disbelief in their eyes. The champion who had won several games in a row fell under the opponent's understatement. Is the man in front of him really that strong?

And those people who surrounded Yifeng had their eyes widened. They stared blankly at Yifeng who was suppressed by the entire aura on the stage, and they were very grateful in their hearts.

"Next!"

Yi Feng's faint voice spread throughout the entire dungeon, and everyone who was killing and cursing stopped one by one. His eyes shifted to the arena.

The originally noisy and riotous place was unexpectedly quiet.

Yifeng on the stage still had an indifferent expression, quietly looking at the audience, the blood on the ring was still flowing under his feet, but there was no stain on his shoes.

The next sentence angered everyone in the entire riotous place. Yifeng's fresh face, even his young face, could not allow Yifeng to provoke them.

It's just that when their eyes noticed the sturdy man who was no longer breathing, they all endured it.

In the same way, no one has seen the ruthlessness of a sturdy man, nor has anyone seen Yi Feng beheading a sturdy man with one move, and he floated onto the stage angrily.

However, when he took the stage, he was surprised to find that the people leaning against the front of the ring were all looking at him with sympathy. While this made him puzzled, a bad premonition also surged in his heart.

Sure enough, he only heard the young man in front of him say to him in a calm voice: "One trick!"

His heart skipped a beat, and then he saw a white palm slowly getting bigger in his eyes. This palm is silent and has no power. But he felt the great pressure in it. It could almost grind him to pieces.

"Pfft..."

Without a trace of suspense, Yifeng's palm was printed on his chest, amidst the sound of vomiting blood. The opponent flew upside down and smashed on the ground dripping with blood, stepping in the footsteps of the sturdy man. Without a trace of breath.

"Next!"

Everyone looked at Yi Feng who was still calm and calm on the stage, and their expressions finally changed. For them, they would rather see the ruthlessness of a tough man smashing his head than Yifeng's calmness.

Yifeng's calmness made them feel chilly. And the bloody blood of the sturdy man brought them nothing but madness.

The entire riotous land was quiet.

It has been a long time since such a character appeared in the land of riots.

Yifeng stood quietly on the stage, his eyes were calm and calm, he just quietly looked down, waiting for the next person to fight in the ring.

These people, whose hands are more or less contaminated with human life, can't help looking away when they meet Yifeng's sweeping eyes.

Yi Feng waited for a long time, but still did not wait for someone to come to the ring again. But he was in no hurry. He knew that sooner or later someone would come.

What Yifeng has to do is to keep killing. They were chilled to kill. In the city of killing, apart from killing, nothing can conquer him. This is the most violent place, and it is also the place where news can spread the fastest.

Yifeng wants to show them the killing, and tells them that a city lord has come to the city of killing. Let them remember themselves thoroughly!

And all this is very simple, just kill them. Compared with them, they don't regard human life as human life, so these people will naturally remember him.

So Yifeng was waiting, waiting for the prey.

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