Chen Feng walked, every step he took was so firm and unquestionable.

At this moment, no one would doubt his determination to break into the building.

However, at this moment, no one thinks that he will succeed.

After all, most of them could clearly sense that Chen Feng's cultivation was only in the middle stage of integration. With such strength, at least half of the people present were stronger than him.

None of them were sure whether Chen Feng would succeed.

No possibility, absolutely no possibility.

Since ancient times, it is not uncommon for people to skip level challenges, but these people have successfully skipped level challenges at low levels, such as the Qi training stage versus the Condensation stage, and the false elixir stage versus the golden elixir stage. However, as they get to higher levels, The gap below one level is getting bigger and bigger, and there is an insurmountable gap between the integration stage and the tribulation stage. Even a strong person who is at the peak of the late fusion stage and is halfway through the tribulation stage will definitely not be able to defeat him. Even if it is a monk who has just entered the stage of transcending tribulation.

What's more, the monk who is guarding the fifth floor of the stairs in the early stage of the tribulation has already experienced a great tribulation, and his power is much stronger than that of the ordinary monk in the early stage of the tribulation. How can he fight with a monk who is only in the middle stage of integration? .

Feeling more and more contemptuous looks, Chen Feng still pulled Zhang Ruonan away calmly and calmly. Behind him, Tu Sheng's face was also calm and leisurely.

We soon came to the stairs, and everyone's ridicule became more intense.

"Sister Chang Ling, let's ignore this guy. He's just a clown who doesn't know his own abilities. Don't let him ruin the elegance between you and me." Not far from the stairs, on a small table, a handsome young man in white smiled. He chuckled at the woman in white beside him.

"That's not necessarily true. I think this person is not simple." The girl in white clothes at the side, Shengxue, was elegant and refined. She held a jade cup in her jade hand, took a sip with her seductive red lips, and then gently He smiled and said: "Perhaps, this person will create miracles, but it's not necessarily certain,"

"Really?" Seeing the interest in Chang Ling's eyes, the young man in white had a cold flash in the corner of his eyes, but his face was still as warm as the spring breeze: "Really, then I want to see how he breaks through. past,"

While he was talking, whether intentionally or not, he stretched out one of his legs from the table, just in time to meet Chen Feng who was walking towards him.

This kick was extended so suddenly that no one could react, and Chen Feng had already tripped up.

"I'm going to make a fool of myself," was the thought that came to everyone's mind.

Sure enough, what followed was a muffled sound.

But everyone's eyes were all focused.

"How is this possible?"

I saw that the expected person did not appear, but the young man in white who made the move was staring at Chen Feng with a livid face, his eyes full of humiliation.

One of his feet stretched out from the table was bent at an incredible angle, and Chen Feng's foot was lightly stepping on the calf of the young man in white.

"How dare you step on my feet," the young man in white said with a face full of resentment, as if he wanted to eat Chen Feng alive.

If he were in other places, he would not be so angry, but there are so many monks from Tianyue City here, and there are also the unparalleled and beautiful Chang Ling beside them. Chen Feng's kick can be said to make him lose face and lose face. Lost it at grandma's house.

"Hahahaha, it's so funny, Chu Tianhe, you are a monk in the late stage of integration, but one of your legs was broken by a monk in the middle stage of integration. It's really ridiculous,"

"Yes, Chu Tianhe, it seems that you have lived like a dog these years,"

"That's right, I think your Chu family will decline in your generation,"

Suddenly, jeers arose, and the monks on this floor shamelessly humiliated the young man in white. Their merciless words immediately made the young man in white, Chu Tianhe, feel extremely bad.

Even out of the corner of his eye, Chu Tianhe could see Chang Ling looking at him with a bit of disgust, which Chu Tianhe couldn't accept.

"Damn it, I'll kill you," Chu Tianhe slapped the table, enduring the pain of his broken leg, the strength of the late-stage integration burst out, and he attacked Chen Feng fiercely.

"Be careful," two female voices sounded at the same time. One was from Zhang Ruonan next to Chen Feng, and the other was from Chang Ling, who was sitting at the same table with Chu Tianhe.

The speed of the strong man in the late stage of integration was extremely fast. At the same time as his son and daughter opened their mouths, Chu Tianhe's attack had already landed on Chen Feng.

"Go to hell," Chu Tianhe yelled ferociously, and the powerful force of the late stage of integration hit Chen Feng heavily, and for a moment, Iran was born.

"Oh, what a pity," someone sighed faintly: "This man had the courage to break into the fifth floor. He was also a courageous man. It's a pity that he died in such an unexplained way..."

After saying this, the man's mouth froze, and his eyes stared blankly at Chen Feng, with a brief sluggish look in his eyes: "How is that possible?"

They saw that Chen Feng, who was hit by Chu Tianhe, was still standing there calmly, while Chu Tianhe himself was retreating with a pale face. Everyone looked at Chu Tianhe and saw that both of Chu Tianhe's fists were red and swollen. .

This young man's body was so strong that he could withstand a powerful blow from a late-stage fusion master without being injured, but instead injured the latter.

What a powerful body. Just by relying on this hard body, this person can still navigate through the integration stage even if his cultivation level is poor.

Suddenly, the diners who had originally mocked Chen Feng became serious one by one, unwilling to show the slightest disrespect.

"Ruonan, it's okay, let's go," Chen Feng gently took Zhang Ruonan's arm and walked towards the fifth floor stairs again.

"Stop, you dare to hurt me, do you know who I am," Chu Tianhe shouted unwillingly, dragging his bent foot and blocking Chen Feng's path again.

"Who are you and why do I need to know," Chen Feng said calmly: "Good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way."

"You..." Chu Tianhe was furious. Because of his excitement, his face turned red to his neck. He gritted his teeth, and with a flash of light in his hand, he took out his spiritual weapon. He kept pouring his true energy into it, letting the spiritual weapon A powerful breath burst out.

Chen Feng frowned, and the next moment, his cold eyes stared straight at Chu Tianhe, and a murderous aura suddenly enveloped him: "You...want to die,"

Chu Tianhe trembled all over, and the fighting spirit he had just raised out of anger receded like a tide. Chen Feng's cold eyes made him feel a strong fear.

"You trash, you don't even have the courage to fight, how can you fight with me?" Chen Feng glanced at Chu Tianhe disdainfully, then took Zhang Ruonan's hand again, crossed Chu Tianhe, and came to the bottom of the stairs.
Chapter completed!