Chapter 62. Amazing!
Mo Qianfan's face turned red and then white.
How long has it been.
He hasn't experienced this feeling of being led by the nose for too long.
Today, he actually experienced it on a C-level warrior.
The taste is indescribable.
There is rage burning in his heart but nowhere to vent.
Mo Luo's mood is even heavier than Mo Qianfan's.
Not only can he not help the teacher.
Instead, he has become a burden and is used to threaten the teacher.
Shame, self-blame, anger...
Mo Luo even wants to kill himself here.
This scene has been firmly engraved in the deepest part of his mind.
It will be his eternal nightmare that will never go away!
Chu Feng is not in a hurry either.
Originally, it was just to stall for time.
You two masters and apprentices can just perform face-changing there.
I'm not in a hurry.
But what makes Chu Feng unhappy is.
Mo Qianfan suddenly snorted coldly.
"Kid, don't think you've got me. I won't kill the Erosion Nightmare Beast King, but I can kill you! Your speed is true, but as long as I touch you once, you will definitely die!"
"I can make countless mistakes, but you only have one chance! Die!"
After saying that, without giving Chu Feng a little reaction time.
Suddenly rushed forward.
Like a rainbow, extremely fast.
As long as this annoying guy is killed, everything will be over.
Mo Qianfan is not reconciled to being played with by a junior like this.
Even willing to lower his status and sneak attack on Chu Feng, he also wants to kill Chu Feng under his palm!
Chu Feng sneered coldly.
With countless combat experiences from his previous life, how could he not be on guard against the enemy.
Sneak attack on me?
Ridiculous!
At the moment when Mo Qianfan moved, Chu Feng also moved.
And the speed that burst out instantly is much faster than that of Mo Qianfan.
"Die!"
Mo Qianfan's sword finger passed through Chu Feng's body.
But gradually, "Chu Feng" actually dissipated in the sky.
It's a afterimage!
Chu Feng's speed is so fast that there is a afterimage left.
Mo Qianfan didn't say a word, relying on his super-A-level powerful spiritual sense induction ability.
Accurately predicted Chu Feng's landing point.
Like a fierce tiger, rushing forward.
"Now I see how you can hide! Young man, you haven't stepped into this level, you don't understand, speed doesn't mean everything! I can completely predict your next move according to your actions, so that you have nowhere to hide!"
Mo Qianfan seemed to have the chance to win, and a triumphant smile rose on the corner of his mouth.
But the next moment.
When he rushed to the place where he thought was Chu Feng's landing point.
But unexpectedly, he missed again.
In the not-too-distant sky.
Chu Feng looked at the slightly embarrassed Mo Qianfan with a half-smile, and the faint voice resounded through the sky.
"Old fellow, it seems that I predicted your prediction."
"How is it possible?!"
Mo Qianfan was really shocked this time.
"How could you avoid the spiritual sense prediction of a super-A-level strong?!"
This is one of the unique skills of super-A-level!
Chu Feng's mouth was with a sneer.
Spiritual sense prediction?
I played much better than you in my previous life.
And in order to avoid being chased and killed by the S-level strong Lin Yi at the beginning, Chu Feng was comparable to dancing on the blade every time.
Spiritual sense prediction has long become an instinct and is engraved in the bones.
Simply put, it was forced out.
Even if only experience is left at this moment, it can also play with Mo Qianfan in the palm of his hand.
"Absolutely impossible!"
Mo Qianfan is unwilling to believe.
His proud spiritual sense prediction has actually been seen through by a small C-level warrior.
"You're just lucky!"
After saying that, Mo Qianfan became furious.
He used the ultimate speed.
Formed thousands of false shadows in the air.
It is difficult to distinguish which is real and which is false.
In the next second, countless figures turned into streaks of flowing light, all rushing towards Chu Feng at an incredible speed.
Determined to kill Chu Feng.
Chu Feng took a deep breath and became extremely calm in this situation instead.
The brain runs at high speed.
In Chu Feng's eyes.
The trajectory of each false shadow in front of him seems to have been deduced.
According to a set trajectory, it rushes towards him.
Speed, sequence, route, landing point, all clear.
The next moment, he moved.
With the ultimate speed burst out by the Wings of Blazing Heaven.
Again and again, he shifted and moved erratically like the wind.
Like a flexible swimming fish, every time it can pass through the false shadow condensed by Mo Qianfan at an incredible angle.
Swim, intersperse, and keep avoiding.
Like dancing on the tip of a knife.
Giving people an ultimate sense of beauty.
"Beautiful!"
"Amazing!"
"Impeccable!"
On the ground, Anderson and others watched nervously.
Although only a streak of flowing light can be barely seen passing by.
But when the two stopped for a moment, many of Chu Feng's amazing operations just now could still be seen.
With a C-level body, fighting against A-level, against spiritualization, and even against super A.
Anderson doesn't know what language he should use to describe Chu Feng anymore.
This is a monster!
A miracle!
Mo Qianfan's crazy attack ended, but he didn't even touch the corner of Chu Feng's clothes.
He gave up.
Hovered quietly in mid-air.
Expressionless.
Making people not know what he is thinking.
Chu Feng smiled faintly.
"Old guy, why don't you continue."
Mo Qianfan raised his head, let out a long breath, and there was some inexplicable color in his eyes when looking at Chu Feng.
After a long time, he slowly said.
"You are the most monstrous C-level warrior I have ever seen. At the same level, even much stronger than a certain Abyss prince I have seen before."
"Your combat awareness, your ability to grasp the battle situation, and your handling of subtle aspects are simply not what should be at your level. Seriously, I even feel like I'm fighting against an opponent at the same level."
At the end of speaking, Mo Qianfan laughed at himself.
"Sure enough, whether it's a human or a demon, you can't help getting old."
After hearing Mo Qianfan's words, the smile on Chu Feng's face gradually became calm.
"Previously, a certain elder once told me that when the enemy starts to praise you, it means that he still has a trump card and thinks that the next strike will be able to kill you, and you must not be careless. Am I right, old guy?"
When Mo Qianfan heard this, he was first stunned, and then laughed loudly.
"Brilliant! In terms of speed, I'm indeed far inferior to you, and I admit that I really underestimated you before, but in front of absolute power, it's useless."
Mo Qianfan recovered his composure again.
Slowly raised both hands.
"So I decided to do my best to kill you. Even if it's okay for others to escape, your threat is too great..."
Before the words finished.
It was seen that as Mo Qianfan's hands were raised.
Half of the sky faintly began to turn red.
Like blood, it was charming and about to drip.
The air around Chu Feng suddenly became hot and dry.
Extremely uncomfortable.
Chu Feng was on full alert.
In the next moment, one after another scalding thick chains seemed to appear out of thin air and quickly wrapped around Chu Feng.
At this moment, Mo Qianfan also had bulging veins and roared loudly.
"The Demon Prison, descends!"
Both hands crashed down.
At this moment, the sky darkened and the sand flew and the stones flew.
As if hell descended on earth.
Bursts of demonic sounds came.
Everyone couldn't help covering their ears.
Even the weak warriors started to bleed from all seven orifices.
Full coverage, nowhere to hide!
Chu Feng was even surrounded by a mass of blood-colored mist.
No one knew what happened inside.
Can Chu Feng bear it?