Feng Chen struggled, and the harder he tried, the more difficult it was to break free.
The sense of suffocation gradually intensified, making Feng Chen's eyes turn white, seven holes bleeding, and he couldn't stand it.
If it goes on like this, Changsun Fengye may really strangle Feng Chen to death.
On the front line of life and death, Feng Chen gambled on the consequences of the aggravated injury. His right foot was on Changsun Fengye's chest. His right hand held the bamboo knot tightly, and his body flew backwards.
Because Changsun Fengye has never let go, Feng Chen's neck was directly torn off a large piece of flesh and blood.
"Puff--"
Feng Chen's neck was only half left. The blood vessels burst, and the blood flowed out uncontrollably. It splashed into the air and wet his clothes.
At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed, covered with blood, and his wounds were ferocious, which was frightening.
Feng Chen immediately clicked the key acupuncture point of his body and temporarily stopped the blood flow.
Then, he stared at Changsun Fengye with his thick bloody eyes, and his throat was crushed. He could only speak in a belly language: "You won."
Even if Feng Chen doesn't want to admit it, he still has to recognize the reality.
If you continue to fight, Feng Chen will definitely die.
Ceding defeat is the only choice.
Changsun Fengye licked his lips and smiled strangely.
"Whow"
Feng Chen was willing to lose the bet, so he directly took out a lucky green lotus and threw it over.
Then, Feng Chen glanced at the audience and was worried that he was vulnerable to being targeted when he was injured at this time. He had to leave quickly and find a safe place to heal his wounds.
"You are very strong enough to stand at the top of your peers. However, I advise you not to burn yourself with fire.
Feng Chen was very afraid of Changsun Fengye's second personality, and even gave a very high evaluation. Similarly, the disadvantages of the second personality are also obvious, and it is easy to swallow the master personality.
Once Changsun Fengye's master personality loses his dominance, he is no longer himself, but an extremely horrible demon.
After saying this, Feng Chen turned around and left. ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"Son of Saint!"
Some core disciples of Qianchen Sect immediately chased over to prevent people from sneaking up on Feng Chen and protecting him.
"It's so cruel!"
The heroes of all parties witnessed the process of this battle and had a new understanding of Changsun Fengye. If it hadn't been for Feng Chen's ability just now, this life would have been gone.
"The pride of the first day in the northern wilderness is well-deserved."
After this battle, everyone agreed with the strength of Changsun Fengye and listed him as the top demons in the world.
"If he can turn this violent and crazy state into normal, his power will be even more terrible."
In other words, Changsun Fengye still has a lot of room to rise.
Confirming that the battle was over, Changsun Fengye suppressed the second personality and recovered as before.
"Hiss - it really hurts!"
Changsun Fengye covered the wound on his chest and grinned, and the pain was unbearable.
"It's worthy of the man I like. He's just awesome!"
Chen Qingyuan cast an admirable look at Changsun Fengye, giving him a good rest and not to fight again in a short time.
Next, Chen Qingyuan began to settle the spirit stone of the gambling game.
"Alas! What a pity."
Those Tianjiao who bet on Feng Chen to win, looked ugly and sighed regretfully.
"Quickly, give me the money!"
The winner was very happy and surrounded Chen Qingyuan and shouted loudly.
After half an hour of tossing and turning, Chen Qingyuan was finally done.
After calculating the general account, I only earned tens of thousands of yuan of top-quality spirit stones.
In the final analysis, it is because of this group of bastards in the western Xinjiang who have nothing to do to bet Sun Fengye to win.
"In a general view, there is no loss. It's okay!"
Chen Qingyuan could only comfort himself like this, but his eyes glanced at the group of people in Xijiang from time to time, and he wanted to stab them.
Of course, Chen Qingyuan has to do the cleaning of the battlefield.
Clean up the remnants of the law in the battlefield and repair the broken ring as before. After all this, Chen Qingyuan could finally sit down and have a rest.
However, when Chen Qingyuan had just sat down, a bad word came from the left: "The stage has been set up. Who will appear next?"
Chen Qingyuan turned his head and looked at it. The speaker turned out to be Fu Dongliu, the boss of Xijiang.
Fu Dongliu is dressed in black, handsome and arrogant in his eyes.
"Buddha, someone is looking for your trouble."
After looking at Fu Dongliu, Chen Qingyuan withdrew his eyes and turned his head to the Taoist Buddha who was beating the wooden fish to chant the scriptures.
Hearing the sound, Daochen Buddha stopped, as if he was ready to go to war, and seed if anyone dared to bring it up.
"I'm not very interested in Dongtu Buddha."
Fu Dongliu said.
"Oh?" Chen Qingyuan frowned gently and looked at him, with a momentum: "What do you mean by this?"
"I want to fight with you. Do you dare to fight?"
A slight smile appeared on the corners of Fu Dongliu's mouth, and his eyes changed slightly.
Fu Dongliu is very curious about Chen Qingyuan.
What kind of personality charm does he have? He can make the Dongtu Buddha follow him all the way, and let the first day of the northern wilderness treat each other so proudly.
Everyone was still talking about the details of the battle between Changsun Fengye and Feng Chen, and got some insights from it.
Who would have thought that Fu Dongliu suddenly made trouble for Chen Qingyuan. The scene was once tense, and everyone's eyes fell on Chen Qingyuan.
The whole audience was silent, the atmosphere was solemn, and a wisp of killing spread to all corners of Guxing.
In the eyes of most people, Chen Qingyuan is covered by the shining light of Dongtu Buddha and others, which seems a little ordinary and not so prominent.
Coupled with Chen Qingyuan's gambling and other behaviors, it added a little bit of falling into the world, which made many people directly ignore it and didn't care much.
Now, Fu Dongliu has pointed the finger at Chen Qingyuan, and everyone's interest in Chen Qingyuan has greatly increased.
"The first evil in western Xinjiang actually invited Chen Qingyuan to fight."
"Although Chen Qingyuan is one of the ten heroes in the north, he is not qualified to wrench with such top demons!"
"The pride of the five states, a feast of all veins. The battle of the younger generation has just begun.
In the past few decades, the pride of all parties were looking for opportunities to avoid the strongest people intentionally or unintentionally. Due to Chen Qingyuan's trouble, all the demons gathered here. The scene was magnificent and the battle was endless.
"Interesting."
Wang Shutong, from the Lihua Palace in the southern region, looked at Chen Qingyuan unabashedly, wearing a white skirt without staining dust. She stands here, full of ice and cannot be desprased.
The pride of the 18 veins of the western Xinjiang showed an interesting expression and did not take Chen Qingyuan seriously.
"I only have the cultivation of the first year of the baby. You fight with me. Isn't this bullying?" Chen Qingyuan is not stupid. There is no benefit, and there is no absolute certainty of winning. There is no need to fight this fight: "I refuse to fight with you."
As soon as this came out, the audience was surprised.