"It seems that I didn't kill you before, so you mistakenly thought that I had a good temper."

The fat seventh-grade demigod in red robe rolled up his sleeves and walked over with a murderous look.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped.

Because he saw Chu Feng.

Not only him, more and more people from the ancient races also recognized Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng, he, he, he...he is that Chu Feng."

Some people even spoke in panic and stumbled over their words.

There were also many timid people who subconsciously stepped back, as if they had seen an evil star.

"Hey, the ancient race actually recognizes me?"

Chu Feng was a little surprised. He thought that someone from the ancient race might have heard of him.

But I didn't expect that so many people from the ancient races knew about him. It seemed that his name was resounding among the ancient races everywhere.

But Chu Feng always felt that this didn't seem like a good thing.

boom--

But at this moment, a majestic coercion swept across all directions.

It's the red-robed man who is a ninth-level demigod.

Chu Feng noticed that his cultivation was indeed that of a ninth-grade demigod, and with the red aura rising at the moment, he had also improved his cultivation by two levels based on the ninth-grade demigod.

"No wonder you dare to show up. It turns out you have found help."

"Chu Feng, right? The strongest one among the younger generations of our generation."

"You came just in time. If I want to fight, I'll fight the strongest one."

"I want to let you know today that your contemporary warriors and so-called geniuses are nothing but a bunch of trash."

"Including you, Chu Feng!!!"

Zi La La——

As a bolt of thunder passed by, a scream also sounded.

When everyone reacted, the man in red robe was lying on the ground, and a big foot stepped on his head.

"I'm a waste, who do you think you are?"

Chu Feng asked this with a smile. There was no anger, only ridicule.

Because this kind of stuff is not worthy of Chu Feng’s anger.
Chapter completed!