Chapter 4112: Are you tickling me?

Chen Feng is dead, so he doesn't have to die.
"Chen Feng is really dead?"
Everyone exclaimed.
Someone laughed and said, "Let me just say, Feng Chen will definitely die by this trick!"
Others ridiculed their faces and said, "This Feng Chen, said to be powerful, is completely vulnerable to Sikong Jinglong!"
"That is, I was easily chopped into powder by Sikong Jinglong, and he didn't even have time to fight back!"
"That's right! He deserves it. With his weak strength, he dare to provoke Sikong Jinglong?"
It seems that they have long seen that Chen Feng's strength is low, far inferior to Sikong Jinglong.
Ma Qiwei wore a beard and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Sikong Jinglong and said flatly, "Elder Sikong is really amazing!"
"Then how Feng Chen plays, he is just a clown in front of you, and it is over with one move!"
Several strong people around are also touted.
For a while, everyone had a flattering smile on their faces, desperately touting Sikong Jinglong, and lifted him to the sky.
Only the eastern courtyard holds the courtyard, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he is silent!
And Sikong Jinglong also stood with his sword, with a reserved smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly raised his chin, and said faintly: "It's just a mere ant. What's up in front of me?"
"Any shot will be crushed to death!"
There is a strong arrogance in his words.
Obviously, in his opinion, Chen Feng was completely vulnerable in front of him.
He did not put Chen Feng in his eyes.
And he is qualified to think so.
He has now killed Feng Chen!
Everyone nodded and agreed loudly!
But, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang.
And after this voice sounded, the scene instantly became silent.
Everyone stayed there, froze there, many people were shocked.
Suddenly the wind swept through, and all the powder was blown clean, revealing the situation inside.
Then, they saw that the young man who had turned into powder in their eyes and had been beheaded was still standing there.
A white robe is like snow, not stained with the slightest dust.
He looked relaxed and indifferent.
Chen Feng looked at Sikong Jinglong, smiled and flicked his fingers, and said lightly, "Sikong Jinglong, are you tickling me?"
Sikong Jinglong, are you itching me?
With this sentence said, suddenly, like a huge storm, it swept across the entire scene in an instant.
For a while, everyone was stunned, looking at the white-robed youth standing there stupidly.
Sikong Jinglong's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief.
He couldn't help taking a step back, and shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible!"
"The sword just used up all my strength!"
"It's the strongest move I can play. Below the sixth heaven in the Profound Sky Realm, I can kill it directly with a single sword! Why are you not dead? Why are you safe and sound?"
"how is this possible!"
When he said these words, there was endless shock in his heart.
At the same time, a deep chill surged in his heart, making his heart tremble.
A faint fear in his heart began to grow.
Because he knows very well that this move is the strongest one he can play.
And this trick has no effect on Feng Chen!
"Then isn't he?"
His heart trembled abruptly, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Sikong Jinglong's words seemed to break the peace of the scene.
Everyone exclaimed: "What? Feng Chen is not dead? He is not dead!"
"Yes, not only did he not die, but he was also safe and sound!"
"The trick just now did not cause him any harm!"
"How is it possible? What kind of monster is Feng Chen? He is unscathed in a forceful offensive where all the masters below the Sixth Heaven Realm will be beheaded!"
Everyone gave a huge exclamation.
And just now, the faces of those who predicted that Chen Feng would be directly killed by Sikong Jinglong were flushed.
Chen Feng slapped them in the face with facts!
Pei Muyu cheered.
She flushed with excitement and shouted loudly there.
She is even more excited than Chen Fengfeng herself!
And Gongwen Yao was just silly there, and he hasn't recovered yet.
The next moment, his face suddenly turned pale.
A thought suddenly surged in his heart: "Chen Feng is still alive, how strong is he?"
"If Feng Chen is not dead, then I..."
He looked at Chen Feng, his heart was suddenly full of fear, and his whole body was trembling, like a sieve.
The bravado, the pride, the scream just now disappeared without a trace.
Just trembling with fear there.
Like a little quail rustling in the cold wind.
The head of the East Court laughed, raised his brows, and swept away the silence just now.
Especially when he stared at Ma Qiwei fiercely, raised his chin, his face was full of contempt.
Ma Qiwei dare not say a word, just stay there!
Chen Feng glanced across the faces of several people.
Those people were the ones who mocked him just now, and they knew Feng Chen would be killed by Sikong Jinglong.
He looked at those people with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Guys, your eyes are really good, and you know me very well."
"I didn't even notice that I would be killed directly by Sikong Jinglong, but did you even notice it?"
With a smile at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, he arched his hands: "Good eyes, I admire you."
This sentence directly made the faces of those people flushed.
What Chen Feng said at this time seemed polite, but in fact it was no more than a few slaps, slapped their faces fiercely, making them faceless.
Everyone around made a burst of laughter.
"Haha, these people really have lost their faces!"
"Yeah, what big-tailed wolf was there just now? It's been beaten now! It deserves it!"
Suddenly, Sikong Jinglong let out a roar like a wild wolf.
He stared at Chen Feng and roared ferociously: "I don't believe my thing, I can't kill you today?"
After all, his figure flashed, and the long sword slammed down to Chen Feng frantically!
One sword after another! Fierce to the extreme!
Cleave that piece of ground to pieces!
Everyone was shocked, but Chen Feng stood there with a smile on his lips.
He even looked at ease, tilted his head slightly, and didn't even start.
Just stand there leisurely.
Sikong Jinglong screamed frantically, slashing down with one sword after another, slashing ten swords!
And these ten swords, also did his best.
After the tenth sword was cut down, Sikong Jinglong suddenly let out a wow, a big mouthful of blood spurted out.
The whole body shook violently, and could no longer maintain this bloodline transformation state.