Chen Fei on the stage had a cold expression and a calm look, as if nothing had happened.

"Next!"

Chen Fei looked at Song Wen and hooked his finger.

Song Wen's face darkened, and he turned his head to look at the remaining Song family members behind him, "Next, you--"

Before he could finish speaking, several Song family members lowered their heads and couldn't help but take a step back half a step, with a look of fear flashing across their faces.

"You guys actually-" Song Wen was even more angry when he saw this.

At this moment, a bald middle-aged man in the team stood up. He looked serious and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Wen, I'll do it next game!"

"Song Pengzhi! OK, come on." Song Wen nodded, then whispered, "Don't hold back, do your best."

"Young Master Wen, I understand!" Song Pengzhi nodded and stepped onto the fighting platform.

Without any hesitation, Song Pengzhi's true energy aura immediately burst out as if a burning flame was surging towards Chen Fei.

Chen Fei frowned slightly, felt Song Pengzhi's strength, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Talented at the peak of the sky, do you really think that such a person can deal with me?"

"It's ridiculous!"

With a cold shout, a hot flame surged into Chen Fei's palm, turning into a red fire lotus, rushing out, colliding with Song Pengzhi's offensive.

The entire fighting platform was instantly covered, making the air around it hot.

"Boy, go for me-" Song Pengzhi gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, constantly stimulating his breath and enhancing his attack.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because, as his offensive strengthened, Chen Fei's fire offensive on the opposite side was also increasing, and he kept pressing his offensive below.

"No, I'm almost at the limit. If I continue like this, I will lose." Song Pengzhi had already begun to shake.

Just when he was considering whether to give up on his own initiative.

Chen Fei's eyes narrowed, and his right palm gently pushed forward. In an instant, the fire lotus-shaped flames rushed towards him, smashing Song Pengzhi's attack directly, and then the flames wrapped him up and burned abruptly.

"No--" Song Pengzhi screamed, rolled down from the stage, twisting wildly to extinguish the flames on his body.

The nearby Song family members also rushed forward and hurriedly tried to put out the fire for Song Pengzhi.

Although they moved very quickly, they put out the flames on Song Pengzhi's body in less than half a minute.

But at this moment, Song Pengzhi's body had turned into a charred ball. Although there was still some residual breath that was still surviving, even if he could survive, the rest of his life would be completely useless.

Song Pengzhi was defeated again!

Two masters of the Song family were defeated one after another, and they were killed and seriously injured. This result shocked everyone at the scene.

The remaining people in the Song family were even quieter. They looked at Chen Fei in horror, their faces turned pale and they dared not move at all.

At this moment, Chen Fei's eyes fell on them again and said coldly: "Next!"

Song Wen's eyes fell on the remaining people, but the rest of them all dodged their eyes and did not dare to look at Song Wen at all, let alone compete on stage.

"Why, don't you dare?" Chen Fei snorted coldly, looked at the passers-by around him, and said in a cold voice, "Is there any rule in the fighting platform that one side dares to come on stage, what should I do?"

Upon hearing this, a responsible person said, "According to the rules jointly formulated by each family, when one side does not dare to come to power, it means that they admit defeat and can let the winner deal with it."

"No matter how you deal with it, this rule is good!" Chen Fei raised his lips, showed a sneer, and then took steps towards Song Wen and the others.

"You, what do you want to do?" Song Wen looked at Chen Fei nervously, his voice began to tremble.

Chen Fei snorted coldly: "You are going to kill me, what do you think I'm going to do?"

"You, you-" Song Wen was nervous and kept retreating, and at the same time, he waved his hand quickly, "We admit defeat, no comparison, you won."

"Is it over to admit defeat?" Chen Fei sneered, "According to the rules, I can deal with you at will."

"You, don't do anything randomly! We are children of the Song family. If you touch us, our Song family will not let it go." Song Wen said nervously.

"Haha!" Chen Fei smiled, "That's what Song Yuan and Song Hongyue said to me before they died."

"Do you think I'm afraid?"

With the sound of words, Chen Fei jumped off the ring and approached Song Wen step by step.

………

At the same time, in the main hall of the Song family's second-bedroom hall, Song Zhengqing was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master drinking tea.

At this time, he saw his second son Song Qiyuan come in and greet him, "I've seen my father!"

"Well, get up!" Song Zhengqing nodded, then looked behind Song Qiyuan and asked, "Why didn't Wen'er come today and went out to play again?"

Seeing this, Song Qiyuan quickly explained: "Father, although Wen'er is a little playful, he will never forget the serious matters."

"This time, he really went out to do serious business!"

"What a serious matter?" Song Zhengqing asked.

Song Qiyuan was a little excited and came to his father and said, "Father, Wen'er is really doing serious business this time, and it's a big deal."

"You don't know that yesterday, the warriors from the secular world entered us. Wen'er discovered our Song family's enemy, the boy named Chen Fei, in the hotel."

"So, he secretly designed and used some small means to get Chen Fei to the fighting stage. Wen'er brought seven masters to the fighting stage to kill Chen Fei."

"Now, it's probably going to be successful."

"What, Wen'er is going to deal with Chen Fei?" Song Zhengqing changed his face and put down the teacup.

Song Qiyuan was a little puzzled and said, "Father, is there anything wrong with this? Chen Fei killed Song Hongyue and Song Yuan, and Hongyue is your very beloved granddaughter."

"Besides, if Chen Fei and Wen'er can still make a great contribution to the patriarch's side, then our status in this room can be improved."

"Nonsense!" Song Zhengqing slammed the teacup on the table and said sternly, "Do you know how dangerous Chen Fei is? Wen'er went to the fight platform to duel him, which was a way to die."

"Hurry, take people over quickly and must stop Wen'er." Song Zhengqing said.

Song Qiyuan still disbelief, "Father, I know that Chen Fei has some strength. But you are too exaggerating. I won't say that Wen'er is a peak expert in heaven. He brought seven more people to tell, among them, there are masters like Song Pengzhi who are close to the demigod realm. Then Chen Fei will definitely lose!"

"Fuck!" Song Zhengqing became sturdy, "Do you know that some time ago, Song Linghan and Yuwen Kang joined forces, and were defeated by Chen Fei. His strength was beyond ordinary demigod masters."

"What, those rumors are actually true? Didn't this mean that this is the smoke bomb released by our Song family and Yuwen family?" Song Qiyuan was shocked.

Song Zhengqing glared at his son in anger, "These are smoke bombs, but we put them on our own, so that the Song family and Yuwen family will not suffer too much face. But you took it seriously, are you stupid?"

"Ah, this, this-" Song Qiyuan was at a loss for a moment.

"Why are you still standing there? Take people there!" Song Zhengqing roared angrily.
Chapter completed!