The security guard made a move, attacking Chen Feng.
Seeing his momentum and movements, Chen Feng realized that the man before him was absolutely a standout among ordinary people, capable of taking on ten at a time without a problem.
But unfortunately, in Chen Feng's eyes, this security guard was far from adequate.
Chen Feng didn't move at all, allowing the security guard's fist to come at him.
Boom.
In an instant, the security guard's fist abruptly halted about a foot away from Chen Feng, as if it was striking iron, his fist suddenly cracked open, and blood incessantly flowed out.
"This..."
The security guard's face turned ashen, his face frittering between sheer shock and pain, but he didn't dare to utter another word.
The other security guard standing by didn't even dare to breathe.
"Let's go in."
Yun Xiaoxiao spoke softly.
"Hm."
Chen Feng nodded, and together with Yun Xiaoxiao, walked through the ancient gate of the Sword Sect of Shu Chuan.
