Beauty's personal servant

"It's not just animals that become different by some biochemical agents. What is it?" Chen Feng smiled: "do you think I can't see the essence of your biochemical man?"

Chen Feng's words, like a thorn, pierced into Smith's heart and frightened the monks around him.

Biochemist?

The biochemical man studied by ambrera company has been quite large, and many people present have suffered from the loss of biochemical man. In their cognition, biochemical man is a pile of dead things. He is a puppet weapon. He can't be called a man.

Especially those experts from the United States and the United States, their faces sank one by one.

If, as Chen Feng said, the top echelons of the United States have pushed biochemists to the status of the national God of war, it is really an angry thing. Although there are many vampires and werewolves present, they gradually have this strength through their years of cultivation, while biochemical people control the dead through drugs to make the dead have strong combat power. Dead people are dead after all. How can they set an example?

On the other side, Smith was stabbed by Chen Feng in his painful foot, and his face was even more gloomy.

He looked at Chen Feng coldly. His eyes had become blood red. Licked his lips, and Smith's voice became ferocious: "how do you know?"

"My Chinese cultivation of truth has a long history. Are you a dead man or a living man? If I can't see it, I will practice in vain these years." Chen Feng said with a smile: "in my eyes, you are just a stronger zombie. No matter how well you disguise, you can't change this fact."

"Jie Jie......"

Smith smiled grimly. At this moment, he took off all his disguises, looked at Chen Feng and said, "what about biochemical people? As long as I'm strong enough, no one can ignore my existence. Chen Feng, I would also like to thank you and your brother. If your brother had not laid such a dark hand on me at the beginning, so that I could not be a man, I would not be willing to participate in the test of the new medicine newly developed by ambrera company, nor would I become the only successful new biochemical man among nearly 10000 people. Now I have consciousness, but also have the strength to ravage you at will. "

Said here, Smith smiled more evil: "today, you will become the first Chinese cultivator to die in my hands."

"Are you so confident?" Chen Feng smiled faintly and looked at some hysterical Smith.

"It's easy to kill you!" Smith laughed and his muscles swelled. His speed suddenly increased to a terrible state. From a distance, it was like a fierce shell.

"Yes, it's really easy to kill you." Seeing Smith's crazy body, Chen Feng's mouth aroused a touch of mockery: "frog at the bottom of the well!"

While talking, Chen Feng stretched out his right hand and shook Smith at will.

"Boom -"

Suddenly there was a ripple in the void. Then, a big transparent hand suddenly leaned out of the ripple and grabbed Smith's body.

"A little skill, break it for me!" Smith yelled, and his killing intention was particularly strong in his eyes.

"Can you break it?" Chen Feng smiled faintly and squeezed his palm.

With his action, the big empty hand was also firmly grasped, and immediately squeezed Smith's body tightly. The strong binding force made Smith unable to move.

"Roar -"

Smith worked frantically and wanted to break free from the empty hand, but Chen Feng didn't give him any chance at all. Although the empty hand is transparent, it is as firm as a rock. It is happy to let the latter struggle.

"Hiss -"

Chen Feng's move immediately aroused a burst of inspiratory sound around him.

What a powerful man, especially those strong Americans who had fought with Smith, looked at Chen Feng with fear and subconsciously stepped back. Although this "proud" country looks very strong at ordinary times, they intervene in the affairs of weak and small countries by means of arrogance and rudeness, and act as the police of the world. But once you meet someone more powerful than them, the first thing you think of is retreat.

"Hahaha, I admire Chen Feng's little friendly and profound power of space!" A shadow imperial sword came at an extremely fast speed, but it was an old man with long eyebrows. He had white hair, white eyebrows and Fairy Spirit. He looked detached and refined.

"This is..." Chen Feng's eyes flashed, revealing a touch of surprise. This man's strong sword intention is also the strength of the later stage of Mahayana, but his breath is no weaker than that of master Xuanzang.

"Benefactor Chen Feng, this is Chang Mei, the ancestor of Shushan sect." Master Xuanzang kindly introduced.

"It turned out to be the ancestor of Changmei. Chen Feng lost respect." When Chen Feng heard the speech, he also smiled and hugged Changmei's grandfather.

"Chen Feng, you made a lot of noise in Chengdu a few days ago. My disciples and grandchildren came directly to me to complain." Long Mei smiled, but there was no sense of blame in his eyes. When he reached this state, his Taoist heart was already open-minded. What he wholeheartedly pursued was the supreme avenue of truth cultivation, and he was indifferent to the affairs of the sect.

Chen Feng smiled: "Chen Feng is ashamed. After what happened today, he will come to the door and make amends."

With that, Chen Feng's eyes looked again at Smith, who was caught by him, and his face showed a cold feeling: "I just wanted to send someone into the white light to test the position of heaven and earth religion. It's just that you don't have long eyes to send yourself to the door, so it's up to you to test."

While talking, Chen Feng's mind moved, and the empty hand suddenly roared and flew up, grasping and holding Smith's body, crossed a distance of hundreds of miles and rushed into the world where the white light was located.

After entering the white light world, the empty hand also quietly disappeared. Smith, who restored his freedom, quickly turned back and wanted to rush back towards the secular world.

However, the friars of Tiandi sect seemed ready and blocked Smith's retreat in an instant. Then, a large number of monks surrounded and attacked it, as if they had seen honey ants, one after another.

Surrounded by the crowd, Smith couldn't escape and had to fight in a hurry. It has to be said that after Smith became a biochemical man, his strength was indeed incomparable. He saw a burst of red eyes, and hundreds of heaven and earth monks died in his hands in just a few breaths.

However, there were too many friars of Tiandi sect. In addition, several strong ones also joined the siege team. Smith was finally submerged by the boundless sea of people. When the crowd dispersed, Smith had already turned into a pool of broken meat.

Looking at the picture in the white light world, the monks present were silent. The smell of killing gradually spread.

Heaven and earth religion is really a bad comer.