Chapter 617

This result was unexpected for all monks!

They all thought that the winner of this battle would be Ma Feng, who was a higher level of strength, but they didn't expect that this bone formation would have such a terrifying speed!

Especially the scene of the bone-breaking shoes just now is even more shocking!

That is, at this moment, a pungent sour smell filled the audience!

All the cultivators suddenly changed their expressions, pinched their noses and said, "Your uncle's bones, quickly put on your shoes, it's been a long time since you fucking washed your feet!"

On the stage, Bone Cheng touched the back of his head embarrassedly and said, "I have been wearing these shoes since I was fifteen years old, and it seems to be ten years now, and I have never taken them off, but taking off my shoes feels very comfortable. what!"

"Put it on!"

"I'll kill you if you don't wear it!"

"No way, I'm going to die! I seem to see someone coming to pick me up, jumping and jumping..."

...

Under the scolding of all the monks, Cheng Gu took out a pair of identical iron shoes and put them on his feet!

The ninth elder came to the stage at this moment, his face was ugly, he slapped it with a palm, and the smell was scattered, and then he announced with a livid face: "Bone wins!"

There was no cheers from the world, all the monks looked at Pei Feiyu at the same time!

At this moment, Pei Feiyu's face was ashen, and he felt that all the monks were looking at him. He wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, hide, and not come out for decades!

At this moment, Chen Feng's mouth was slightly raised, and he said, "How is it? Pei Feiyu, is the bet still worth it?"

At this moment, Pei Feiyu could not wait to squeeze Chen Feng to death, but he still said cheekily: "The battle for the new king is a matter of life and death, how can the bet be counted!"

After Chen Feng and Pei Feiyu said this, he instantly felt that the eyes of the monks around him were all disdainful!

"Damn it! Are you so shameless? Pei Feiyu?"

Zhuge Pavilion stood up immediately, pointed at Pei Feiyu's nose and said, "If my boss loses this game, would you still say that there are too many bets?"

Pei Feiyu's face turned ashen, he gritted his teeth and pretended to be generous and said, "Yes, after all, this is a matter of life and death, and it's a matter of life and death, but I want to kill Chen Feng in an upright manner, and I won't use gambling. In the name of Jo, take the opportunity to kill him!"

"Fuck! Shameless!"

Zhuge Pavilion gave a thumbs up and said: "Pei Feiyu, you are this, no matter how shameless, Fat Master can't compare to you! You can do it!"

Zhuge Pavilion doesn't even know what to say about Pei Feiyu now, it's not too much to kill him 30 times for such a shameless person!

Chen Feng's mouth was slightly raised at this moment, and he said, "Since you don't want to abide by the betting contract, then there's nothing you can do, but..."

Chen Feng said, suddenly smiled maliciously, and said, "Although you don't abide by the bet, my goal has been achieved!"

"What purpose?" Zhang Jiuling asked curiously.

"Of course, to show all the brothers present, this Pei Feiyu is a person with no credibility! Hahahaha!"

Chen Feng laughed loudly and said, "Pei Feiyu, a slave with three surnames, is really a real slave!"

"That's right! Pei Feiyu is shameless! He has no credibility at all!"

"I really can't tell that Pei Feiyu is such a dog-like person!"

"Bah! What!"

...

All the monks looked at Pei Feiyu with contempt and cursed.