Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 117

Hearing this, Lingchu frowned suddenly, raised his eyes, and landed on Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was taken aback suddenly.

At that moment, he felt as if he was being dragged into a pool of cold water. The cold feeling swept over his whole body, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.

Lingchu twitched the corner of his lips, "Ye Feng, everyone said that your brain-shutness has improved, but why do I think your symptoms have worsened? It used to be just brain-shut, why is it that you don't even have a brain now?"

Ye Feng came back to his senses suddenly, clutched Lingchu's wrist tightly, and gritted his teeth: "What did you say?"

Lingchu's wrist hurt from his grip, and his eyes became colder, "It turns out that not only is the brain not working well, but now the ears are also not working well?"

She sneered.

"Then you can go to the hospital as soon as possible, don't delay any longer, lest you don't even count as a person if you delay until the end."

"Lingchu, you are fucking courting death!"

When Ye Feng heard that Lingchu humiliated him so much, his face flushed red and his eyes were full of anger.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and wanted to punch Lingchu.

Seeing this, Yan Chen on the side frowned, and was about to make a move.

Lingchu chuckled lightly.

In the next second, no one saw what Lingchu was doing. Ye Feng's hand that was slamming on her face suddenly turned around, and hit the side in a distorted arc.

With a bang, it landed on the face of a person beside him.

The man staggered from his beating, his cheeks swelled instantly, his whole body was blinded, and he couldn't help being angry, "Ye Feng, are you so crazy?!"

Ye Feng is also in a daze now, not knowing what happened at all.

Before he could react, Lingchu made another sweeping leg. Ye Feng tilted his body, lost weight for a while, and then hit the ground heavily, hitting the back of his head on the ground, making him dizzy for a while.

Ye Feng frowned in pain.

Then he heard the voice of Lingchu coming from his head.

"Hehe, I heard that Young Master Ye is not brain-dead, or some kind of S-level fighter, and the result is so vain?"

Ye Feng bared his teeth, opened his eyes, and saw Lingchu's mocking face.

"I thought you were really powerful, but you fell down as soon as you hit him. Ye Feng, you are so stupid. Your S-level fighter must have been bought by the test, right?"

Ye Feng's face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth, "Lingchu, don't go too far!"

Lingchu sneered, "Who are we to go too far? But if you have a brain, don't provoke me, don't be a dog blocking the way and barking here, I won't touch you at all, I'm afraid it will get dirty hand."

Hearing this, Ye Feng put his palms on the ground and wanted to get up, as if he wanted to fight Lingchu again.

When Lingfei saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, and he wanted Lingchu to run away.

After all, Ye Feng is an S-level fighter. It may have been a fluke just now. If he really wants to continue to fight, it is not certain who will win.

however……

Seeing Ye Feng's movements, Lingchu gave a low laugh. Before Ye Feng could get up, she kicked him again and stepped on Ye Feng's chest.

With a bang, Ye Feng was stepped on again.

Ye Feng's face was black and he kept struggling.

But I don't know where Lingchu got the strength, one foot stepped on his chest, like a big rock, making him unable to move.

A little strangeness appeared in Ye Feng's heart.

Before he could react, Lingchu pulled the corner of his lips and smiled at him again.

"Ye Feng, keep a line in your life, so that we can meet each other in the future, don't try to die again. Instead of fighting with me here, you should worry about yourself, your seal is black, I'm afraid you're going to bleed hard, it's better to accumulate points Germany."

After finishing speaking, Lingchu let go of his feet, shook the non-existent dust on his toes, and said to Yan Chen and Lingfei, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)