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Chapter 339 Ruthless Ten(2/2)

Sure enough, Zhu Feng's condition was not very good this time, with a hint of pain in his eyes, and he paused.

The Blood Shadow Sword swept across, and a blood mark appeared on Zhu Feng's neck, and blood penetrated out.

Mo Tian stopped, and in Mo Tian's opinion, the winner was decided.

However, Zhu Feng touched his neck, looked at the blood on his palm, and suddenly showed a grim smile on his face, and then continued to attack Mo Tian.

Mo Tian could not dodge and could only use sword skills to defend. The sword light spread out and shattered, causing Mo Tian to retreat repeatedly.

"You have lost this senior brother." Mo Tian said.

"Fart, am I fine?" Zhu Feng suddenly became a little angry and began to attack fiercely, just like an angry beast.

Mo Tian had no choice but to continue wandering with the other party.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar below the ring.

It was obvious that Mo Tian had already held his hand just now, otherwise he could have cut Zhu Feng's neck open. Unexpectedly, Zhu Feng could not accept the reality and continued to take action.

"Junior Brother Mo, come down, you have already won, there is no need to bother with this madman anymore." Sun Hongguang shouted.

"This bastard, he has obviously lost, but he is still reluctant to give in. He really doesn't want any face." No Akira even cursed.

boom!

The fist was covered with flames and fell heavily. The ring, which had already countless cracks, shattered, and Mo Tian took the opportunity to retreat.

But Zhu Feng still refused to give up, and continued to chase Mo Tian like a mad cow.

"Stop him!"

Du Heng and Chen Zheng stepped forward at the same time and stopped Zhu Feng.

"Don't stop yet." Du Heng shouted coldly.

"Get out of here, don't care about your business." Zhu Feng roared, and actually attacked Du Heng with a punch.

The red flames rolled, and a hot wave swept around. Seeing Zhu Feng go crazy, some disciples with low strength retreated one after another.

The disciples who followed Zhu Feng did not expect such a thing to happen. They wanted to come forward to dissuade him, but they were a little hesitant when they saw Zhu Feng's power.

"snort!"

Du Heng sneered, not dodging or avoiding, and also punching him!

Sorry Mountain Fist!

Bang!

The two fists collided, Du Heng's body shook, but Zhu Feng retreated repeatedly.

The right judgment is right!

But at this moment, Chen Zheng took action and a light palm was printed on Zhu Feng's chest. Then Zhu Feng threw himself away and landed heavily seven or eight meters away.

Zhu Feng shook his head and got up, but this time he became honest and his eyes returned to a clear and clear look. He looked around and refused to say anything. He turned around and left, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Is it because he is obsessed?" someone speculated.

"It's hard to say, but stay away from this guy in the future. Such a person is too dangerous. He will continue to take action even if he loses."

"Yes, if Mo Tian hadn't shown mercy, Zhu Feng's head would have been cut off."

"It's dispersed, the ring is broken, and nothing is good at it."
Chapter completed!
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