Chapter 828: Die

Xifeng is completely angry, Cheng Feng, is this kid going to blind him?
It's horrible, if he doesn't kill him today, he will not be West Wind.
He gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his eyes and looked at Cheng Feng angrily.
"The rider is really looking for death..."
West Wind clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and waved to Cheng Feng.
His fists were fast and urgent... The fists were like wind, like a shadow, smashing towards Cheng Feng.
Cheng Feng was not unable to dodge for a while, that fist fell on his face fiercely.
Fortunately, he just tilted his head, otherwise the punch would definitely hit his eyes.
The corner of Cheng Feng's mouth was smashed with blood flowing out.
He was faltering, staggering back a few steps.
But he still stabilized his figure and did not fall to the ground.
He raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly at West Wind.
With that fist, he knew his strength.
It is estimated that West Wind’s eyes hurt not lightly
Seeing Cheng Feng smiling, Xifeng was so annoyed that he kicked it suddenly and kicked Cheng Feng's belly again.
Cheng Feng gritted his teeth and dodged, West Wind sneered, and his other foot severely caught Cheng Feng.
Everyone just heard the bang.
At this moment, Cheng Feng couldn't avoid it at all. He landed on the back of his head and slammed.
The sound and the strength made others see, and they couldn't help but squeeze the sweat for Cheng Feng.
Meng Ying whimpered with tears, trembling and stood up, yelling at the two men.
"Don't fight, please don't fight."
However, how could a man's fight stop because of a woman's cry.
This is a battle for male dignity.
Cheng Feng held a stubbornness in his heart, even if he died today, he would not beg for mercy.
This fall almost broke his bones.
But he didn't snorted, gritted his teeth and staggered to get up.
At this time, Xifeng's men reminded loudly.
"Brother Xifeng, time is running out, it's only five minutes away, it's half an hour."
The people around suddenly fell silent.
The gazes they looked at Cheng Feng became complicated.
They really didn't expect that they would only shrink back when they were in trouble. The man who pushed his own woman out of danger in the first place would be so tough today.
Who is West Wind, that is in this group of people, can be called the undefeated God of War.
Cheng Feng's past skills were not enough to perform ten moves under Xifeng.
But today, Cheng Feng didn't know what evil he was hit by. Not only did he have dozens of tricks under Xifeng, he actually struggled for more than 20 minutes?
Is this a miracle?
The West Wind's eyes were cold, and a murderous aura burst out.
He clenched his fist and smiled coldly at Cheng Feng.
"Boy, I gave you too much time...Next, die..."
Cheng Feng spit out blood and sneered disdainfully.
"There is so much nonsense, you can kill me first..."
West Wind clenched his teeth secretly. He was really a dog who knew nothing about life and death. He had to kill him recently.
A cold flash flashed through his eyes, and then he kicked it hard.
At this time, Cheng Feng had already reached the Bow of the Strong Crossbow.
He was not the opponent of West Wind, and being able to survive this time was already the maximum extent he could persist.
He faced the attack kicked by the West Wind, he thought of hiding in his mind, but he moved slowly.
That kick hit his knee bitterly again.
With a click, Cheng Feng knelt on his knees again fiercely
There was a piercing pain on the leg, suddenly hit.
A big bead of sweat on his forehead kept sliding down, and he gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.
Meng Ying looked at Cheng Feng being beaten in this way, her whole heart was broken.
She couldn't sit on the chair at all, she slowly slid down weakly all over, and fell to the ground.
She kept whispering in her mouth, stop beating, stop beating.
Xifeng sneered again and again, without giving Cheng Feng a chance to breathe, and kicked his back fiercely.
With a pop, everyone only saw Cheng Feng spit out a mouthful of blood.
The upper body also fell to the ground.
"Tsk tusk... Surely you can't get up now, right?"
"Yes, this last kick was a fatal blow."
"Look at the vomiting blood, Cheng Feng is not working."
The people around couldn't help whispering.
Meng Ying shook her head and climbed up to Lan Xiao with a pale face. She hugged Lan Xiao's feet.
"Miss Lan, I beg you, please help Cheng Feng."
Lan Xiao's face was really ugly, and she was not indifferent when she saw Cheng Feng suffer this way.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the watch on her hand.
It's just a little bit of time, just a little bit.
Cheng Feng... he must be able to hold on, she believes him.
Lan Xiao lowered his body and helped Meng Ying get up: "Miss Meng, it's not that I don't help him, but that I can't help. Since Cheng Feng and Xifeng made a bet, then outsiders are not allowed to intervene. Otherwise, the rules listed before Hasn't it all become a joke? Miss Meng, no one can help Cheng Feng, only he can save himself..."
Meng Ying raised her head and looked at Lan Xiao blankly.
Suddenly, she couldn't understand the meaning of Lan Xiao's words.
What is it, no one can help him? Only he can save himself?
He was almost killed by West Wind, how could he save himself.
And this Miss Lan, she is so rich, she can obviously let others help Cheng Feng, but she is not saved?
Why.
"Miss Lan, you..."
Just as he was stunned, Xifeng began to beat Cheng Feng unceremoniously again.
Those punches and kicks hit Cheng Feng fiercely, smashing Cheng Feng to death.
Soon, there was a strong smell of blood flowing around.
The clothes on Cheng Feng's body were all stained with his blood.
He crawled on the ground and couldn't get up anymore. He obviously wanted to climb, but he couldn't exert any strength.
He even moved his fingers, but he couldn't do it.
Meng Ying sat down on the ground, already crying into tears.
She looked at Cheng Feng, who was dying on the ground, with tears in her eyes. Her heart was numb with pain.
"Cheng Feng, why are you so stupid?"
Is it really worth it to spare my life for her?
She thought that he didn't love her, he had never loved her.
So she hated him for so long, sometimes she hated him so much that she wanted him to die.
But now, he is really dying...
The West Wind felt refreshed in his heart and looked at Cheng Feng, who was lying on the ground with more air and less air.
He pursed his lips and smiled coldly: "Cheng Feng...go to death."
He lifted his foot and stomped towards Cheng Feng's head.
As long as this foot falls, this person will disappear from this world.
The people around, all held their breath in an instant, staring at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.
Meng Ying even rushed to Cheng Feng, shouting hoarse: "No... don't..."