With Liu Deng's death, the energy shield gradually dissipated in the air, revealing only the man and the beast in the arena. A gust of wind blew, and Liu Deng had already been burned to ashes by the purple flame heavenly fire. The ashes flew and disappeared, leaving only the shock in everyone's hearts.
"Blizzard Mercenary Group, who else wants to challenge me?" Chu Feng's originally gentle face was now like a glacier that had not melted for thousands of years. His beautiful eyes shot out ice shards that shot straight at the Blizzard Mercenary Group. "If there's no one else, then scram!"
An Kyle lay on the stretcher and pointed at Chu Feng. He was so angry that his originally unstable hands were trembling. "You, you, don't think that we don't know you. You are, you are the Silver Moon…"
Chu Feng's brows were tightly knitted. He did not expect that after fourteen years, there were still so many people who recognized him. He slightly regretted not wearing a mask!
