Chapter 167: Conquer Wu Bing

"I'm going to kill you .....!" Zhao Feng's eyes flashed a bit, his teeth were pinched, and his right hand quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist.
But before he aimed at Feng Chen, a ghost appeared, and the gun in his hand had already reached Feng Chen's hand, which was being played by Feng Chen at this time.
The two eyes widened, Wu Bing thought he could save his life with a pistol, who knows? The gun was snatched before it was hot, but the thought of the speed of sealing the dust raised a little suspicion. Can the gun hit? Is this still human speed?
In Zhao Feng's cognition, even the head of his own martial arts did not have this speed and could not do so. He has never found the cultivation of this person before. Is this person's cultivation higher than himself?
"Dare to ask the senior name ...!" Zhao Feng had to lower his own head, but he was not finished.
"Bang!" A sudden gunshot! Feng Chen shot Zhao Feng's brows while he was still talking. Feng Chen never kept his hands on those who wanted to kill himself.
Wu Bing watched Feng Chen without hesitation when he shot Zhao Feng in his face, and was even more alarmed. He even knew that Feng Chen would kill the same thing if he killed him.
Looking at Feng Chen's colder eyes, Wu Bing couldn't bear it anymore, and "plopped" and knelt down. "Senior, forgive me, I ... I just said a few words, He raised his hand to slap his face on his face continuously, and after the blood was beaten on his face, Feng Chen said coldly, "Say, why do you want to do this?"
"Senior, all this is him, all he instructed," Wu Bing's face was extremely pale, his intestines were regretful, climbed from the ground, and pointed at the dead Zhao Feng.
"Oh? Who is he? Why do you want to do this?" Feng Chen frowned and said casually.
"Senior, he ... he ... he is an inner disciple of Chaotianmen, he was fascinated by the beauty of Miss Li, and when he was done, he gave me a place to enter Chaotianmen, all of which he instructed, Please predecessors to spare their lives! "After Wu Bing finished speaking, he kept banging his head towards Feng Chen.
He was afraid of death, especially now. He was born and died for many years, and he struggled to get into the current position. How can he be willing to die like this?
"Chaotianmen? Huh?" Feng Chen sneered softly, knocking his fingers on the table in front of him.
The expression of Feng Chen and the look of not looking at Chaotianmen made Wu Bing's heart startled again.
"Senior, forgive me, just ask my senior to spare me, let me be a fart and let me go. I used to be fooled by my seniors and go down the mountain ...!"
Wu Bing's talked so loudly that the goosebumps were covered in dust, and then he stared at him with a glance. Wu Bing's words could no longer be said.
Looking at Feng Chen's thoughtful expression, Wu Bing was pleased. For him who slaps his horse, there is a drama in this matter, and there is a saying how to do it: You may have a chance of success if you do it, but you do not go It will never succeed.
"Senior, you have something to tell me, as long as I can do it with Wu Bing, I am unambiguous!" The so-called person had to bow his head under the eaves, and his own life was dragged in the hands of others.
Feng Chen looked a little dim, thinking about Wu Bing's words just now, he felt pretty good, although he was not afraid of trouble, but it was annoying if he got too much trouble. This person can help himself to stare at Zhangjia and Xu Every action of the family allows this person to come forward to solve it and save himself.
For the person in front of him, he will not worry about his rebuff at all, he has some methods.
Thinking of this, Feng Chen's face showed a mysterious smile, and his right hand hit a ringing finger.
Suddenly a fireball the size of a fist appeared in Feng Chen's hand out of nowhere, and the flame was constantly jumping on his hand. He knew that he would not obey obediently without taking out something that made him fear.
A throw with one hand, a fist-sized fireball blasted out, hitting the dead Zhao Feng who couldn't die anymore. Under the burning of the fireball, Zhao Feng immediately vanished into nothingness, leaving only a pile of powder.
Seeing Feng Chen's fireball born out of thin air, Wu Bing's face showed an extremely terrified expression, and even he thought that he would die before.
Now, his brain is blank, and his heart can't be calm for a long time: "Who is he on earth? Isn't this a means to appear on TV?"
Rao is the first time he has touched Chaotianmen. He has never seen a fireball out of thin air.
Feng Chen knew that the hand he had just revealed would surely make Wu Bing aggressive. What he wanted was such an effect. Then he waved with one hand and a streamer fell into Wu Bing's eyebrows.
After this streamer shot into Wu Bing's eyebrow, Wu Bing's heart became cold, his face pale, and he said secretly: It's over! It's over!
At half-sound, Wu Bing saw that he was still alive, and slaps his face a few times. How should the thing that just entered the eyebrows be explained?
Looking at the aggressive look of Wu Bing, Feng Chen said coldly, "This is the mark of the soul. As long as you dare to raise a trace of betrayal in your heart, I can make you die as soon as I think of it, like this ... ..! "
After Feng Chen's words fell, his heart moved, and with his own thoughts, Wu Bing, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly screamed, and it was soaky.
In the middle of a while, Wu Bing could no longer raise a trace of resistance in the face of Feng Chen's fierce means, and then he looked respectfully at Feng Chen and said, "Master, you have given me this bad life. , Please tell me something! "
"What's your name? Don't call my master in the future, call me Feng Shao!" Feng Chen nodded and said lightly.
"Yes, Feng Shao, my name is Wu Bing!" Wu Bing replied slightly, respectfully.
"Okay, I will tell you to do something directly, of course, I will not let you suffer! Of course you should understand." Feng Chen stood up and stroked with one hand, Wu Bing kneeling on the ground only felt He was forcibly held up by an external force and could no longer kneel.
The endless methods of sealing dust have been deeply imprinted in Wu Bing's heart.
"Yes, Feng Shao, his subordinates understand!" Wu Bing bowed towards Feng Chen 90 degrees again, and his title changed from me to his subordinates.
"Okay, you go down, I'll tell you something!" Feng Chen nodded, and after speaking, walked towards Li Bingbing's room.
At this time, it was early in the night, and Feng Chen sighed, thinking that Li Bingbing was still in a coma, and then thinking of Li Bingbing's good figure, suddenly, the look on Feng Chen's face began to awkward again.