Summoned the Strongest Villain

Everyone looked at the two people in the field intently, not knowing who would win.

call! ! !

Chu Feng spit out a mouthful of turbid air, which turned into an air arrow, which instantly pierced through the wall of the house ten meters away, trembling under his feet, and flew out of the ground with a bang.

"Not bad, kind of interesting."

With a cold voice, Di Feiyu turned and left. The old man also carried Lai Luo, took a deep look at Chu Feng, and followed him away.

"His Royal Highness, kill?"

Ximen Chuuxue and Cao Zhengchun came to Chu Feng's side and asked in a low voice.

As long as Chu Feng said a word, they could keep Di Feiyu here forever.

"No need, the battle between me and him has already alarmed the Duke of Zhenguo, and someone has been watching secretly. It is only because of our special identities that there is no guard from the Duke of Zhenguo. If we kill Di Fei Yu, not only the Duke of Zhen will not agree, even the Iron Blood Hall is not something we can provoke now."

Iron Blood Hall is nothing, Yan Guo is not in the eyes, but Meng Xin, the chief hall master, has to be feared. It is said that Meng Xin is the person who has the most hope of breaking through the giants in a century. Breaking through the giants may lead to big troubles.

Although Yan Guo may not be afraid of a giant, but it is impossible for Yan Guo to offend a future giant because of Chu Feng, and Chu Feng himself does not have the strength to fight against giants now.

"His Royal Highness, are you alright?"

Mu Qingrou ran over and asked worriedly.

Chu Feng shook his head slightly, "I suffered a little internal injury, but Di Feiyu is not much better. Go back and adjust your breath, and you will be fine."

Han Feng watched the battle quietly from the beginning to the end, especially when he saw Chu Feng's full-strength punching intention, he felt a little comprehended in his heart.

Seeing Mu Qingrou's appearance, Han Feng couldn't help but curl his mouth, "It's interesting."

But before Han Feng sorted out the matter between Mu Qingrou and Chu Feng, he saw Chu Feng looking over.

"Brother Han, I need you to beat Lai Luo to death during the birthday competition, are you sure?"

Hearing Chu Feng's irresistible and Leng Ran's voice, he smiled wryly in his heart.

Sure enough, this Chu Feng was not a character to get along with, and he actually let him beat Lai Luo to death during the Grand Competition. Such ruthless means were not weaker than those heroes when they were young.

"There is no surety, but you can give it a try."

Han Feng replied.

Han Feng didn't want to talk to death. If he didn't fulfill Chu Feng's order, wouldn't he be angered by Chu Feng?

He just wanted to end the birthday of Lord Zhen Guo as soon as possible, stay away from these ruthless people, and give himself enough time to improve martial arts. In the future, he will be successful in martial arts. When he meets them, he also has the capital to talk. Don't be so passive like you are now. If you are not careful, you will be killed.

Chu Feng patted Han Feng's shoulder lightly, and left with Cao Zhengchun and others.

Han Feng rubbed his nose and gave a wry smile, and followed.

Mu Qingrou looked at Chu Feng's back, hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

It's hard to send melancholy.

Mu Qingrou took a deep look at Chu Feng's back, turned and left. She knew that she and Chu Feng were people from two worlds, and even if they were moved, it would be difficult for them to come together.

However, Mu Qingrou kept all the friendship in her heart. She knew that the only thing in this world that could break the boundary between the two was strength.

If she has the supreme strength of a grand master or a giant, then don't worry about Chu Feng's thoughts, just go directly to Chu Batian to propose marriage.

Wanle Building.

The largest restaurant in Holy Knife City, a large restaurant integrating entertainment and catering.

Although it was daytime, the place was already buzzing with people, and there was an endless stream of guests.

Chu Feng and others entered Wanle Building, found a private room and sat down.

There is no need to order food here. After entering the private room, all the dishes to which the private room belongs will be served independently.

"My lord, do you need a maidservant?"

A junior asked respectfully.

Chu Feng waved his hands, "Go down, I will call you if something happens."

After Xiao Er went down, Chu Feng and Han Feng sat on the chairs. Han Feng filled a glass of wine for Chu Feng, and asked suspiciously, "Your Highness, why are we here? Tomorrow is the birthday of Lord Zhen Guo, so there is no need to go back." Adjust your breath and prepare for tomorrow?"

Chu Feng did not speak, but came to the window, pushed it away and looked down.

"Of course I have something to do here."

Under Chu Feng's gaze, everyone in the hall below could be clearly seen.

"Your Highness, have you found it?"

Cao Zhengchun asked softly.

"Not yet, but that person will definitely show up today."

Chu Feng said lightly.

At this moment, a somewhat fat middle-aged man suddenly stepped onto the high platform in the hall.

There is a red carpet on the high platform, which can have a panoramic view of the entire hall.

"Everyone, I am the steward of Wanle Building, because tomorrow will be the birthday of Lord Zhen Guo, Wan Le Lou is under the protection of Lord Zhen Guo, and he is seeking a life in the Holy Knife City. My respect, I, Wanlelou, specially prepared a program today to celebrate Zhen Guogong in advance, because after all, Wanlelou is just a place of fireworks that does not appear on the stage, and I cannot be promoted to Zhen Guogong’s mansion as Zhen Guogong. It’s my birthday, so I’m here to express it.”