The remarks of this monk Wang surpassed everyone's aspirations. Indeed, compared with three million bricks, one million pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi are more important than others. Who knows this, even if they are stupid people? I also know how to choose three bricks!

"I'm going, so awesome!" Feng Chen whispered when he heard the words of Brother Wang.

Te Mo would rather take three tiles of himself rather than dig this one million pieces of Chinese spirit stone. Where can he go? Now he is penniless and still waiting to use the spirit stone to buy the spirit of Yingdandan. Grass, why don't you pay for it by yourself?

"Brother, why are you so simple? You don't have to think about it. You all want to eat me raw. Do you really think it will be three times?"

Feng Chen was almost speechless about what Wang said just now. Damn, people would rather be beaten than pay for it. Although this is a bit shameless, shameless is shameless. Anyway, I do n’t care about anything. So much.

"Shameless, really shameless, how could there be such a shameless scum in the world!" As soon as Feng Chen's words fell, the monks on the platform whispered quietly, but after Feng Chen's eyes were swept away, these people She closed her mouth and did not dare to look at Feng Chen.

"Daoyou, didn't you just say that it would be a matter of three strikes, why ..." The monk, surnamed Wang, sank in his heart, and was a little aggressive, and he was now ready for the three strikes.

Facing the problem of Monk Wang, Feng Chen didn't speak, his face was sad and joyless, there was no expression, his mind moved, and an idea took the brick back into the storage ring, and then flipped his right hand up, three feet long. The falling feather flying sword appeared in his hands in shock.

"唰 唰 ....." Feng Chen clenched the stalk of Luo Fei Fei Sword with one hand, and Luo Fei Fei Sword waved up, holding a beautiful sword flower, making a harsh burst of air, and then not fancy Cleanly pointed the falling feather flying sword in his hand directly to the door of monk Wang.

Monk Wang and the crowd on the ring, including the tens of thousands of monks watching the scene outside, were shocked. Especially when dozens of monks on the ring felt the sword in the falling feather flying sword, their faces changed, and they suddenly became somewhat Frightened.

Mind: What kind of sword is this, how can there be such a heavy feeling, although the falling feather Feijian did not point at them, but they feel that under the meaning of this sword, there is no trace of resistance .

It's as if I think the fish is my sword.

In fact, this is no wonder they are, after all, the Kendo that Feng Chen understands is not understandable by monks of this level. After all, Feng Chen ’s spiritual knowledge is more than one level higher than them.

Looking at the shocked look of everyone, Feng Chen's mouth turned a little arc, and what he wanted was such an effect.

"Huh!" Feng Chen snorted coldly, and an almost like real soul coercion erupted suddenly from him, and centered on himself, spreading quickly around him. The blink of an eye, this arrogant Si ’s soul overwhelmed the entire No. 6 ring.

This soul coercion shrouded all the monks on the No. 6 ring platform, and everyone's brains suddenly buzzed, and then they felt a sense of dizziness, and then their legs flashed a little.

Only then did they realize how terrible this scum was.

They also did not expect that this scum is not only shameless, but even the monks are also perverted.

Just kidding, Feng Shen ’s consciousness is comparable to that of the monks in the early days of emptiness. All this consciousness is released. Who can afford it? No, even Liu Yiyi beside Jiang Yu was dazzled.

To explain that white people are only Jiang Yu, and only Jiang Yu understands that this is a puppet matter, but Jiang Yu is Feng Chen's sister and she is on the same line as Feng Chen.

Soul coercion is essentially a stance formed by the soul. Unlike Zhenyuan attack, although it can't kill people, it can make people feel that their soul is being oppressed and crushed by others. This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

Slowly, everyone just felt that they knew the depths of the sea, and felt a bit of coldness, which was unbearable.

In the face of Feng Chen's strength and cultivation, everyone is silent now, including those who are watching the lively monks who have watched the crowd shut their mouths in tacit agreement and stop talking.

These people are not stupid. If anyone still thinks Feng Chen is just a small Jindan period monk, then they will definitely screw this person's head down and kick it.

The monks in the Yuan infant period have not seen or met, even the predecessors of the Divine Period, they have encountered this scum .... No, the momentum and breath ratio released by this predecessor The monks of the Yuan Infancy and Deification period did not know how many times stronger.

They closed their mouths because they were afraid to say something wrong and offended this senior, and even many people present were annoyed that they had said something wrong just now, in case the seniors held up and asked for trouble do.

Who is this person? How could Magic Snow City have such a great figure, so young at such a young age that he has such a practice?

At one time, many people were speculating about Feng Chen's identity.

When Lin Yu saw Feng Chen ’s momentum, she was also deeply shocked by Feng Chen ’s momentum. Her frown was deeper at the moment. She originally planned to wait for the Camellia Party to end. The method solved the thief, but with the current practice of the thief, it is not so simple to want to solve him.

Someone worry, somebody worry! The monks standing on the ring were playing drums, and they scolded themselves to run up to make some fun, can this person offend them?

"This brother, it's very simple. If you want something, do you want to be public or private?" Feng Chen held Luo Fei Fei Jian with no expression on his face. Fei Jian pointed directly at Monk Wang.

"Before ... seniors, juniors ... want to be private." The monk surnamed Wang Baqi was frightened by the dust, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. The palms of his hands were all sweaty and scared. of.

"It's private, no problem, one million Zhongpin Lingshi, otherwise, I will destroy your Dantian with one sword, you choose!" Feng Chen finished his eyes and stared at the monk Wang, waiting for his answer.

As soon as Feng Chen said this, Monk Wang shuddered in his body, and even others heard the words, his face turned pale instantly!

Feng Chen's words have already stated very clearly, either give a million Zhongpin Lingshi, or abandon Dantian, this one of the two questions they do not want to choose, but if they do not choose, can they run away?

"Before ... Seniors, juniors really don't have so many spirit stones. Even if you disused the seniors, I can't take out so many spirit stones!" The monk surnamed with a trace of crying, worked hard Xiu Wei, who is so willing to be abolished by Dantian?