"Don't you agree?"

Chen Feng nodded, his eyes suddenly became cold and he sneered.

"Very good, brother, I am specializing in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction."

Whoosh!

After Chen Feng finished speaking, a black light flew out of his hand.

Huh!~

The next moment, the strong wind roared, and the black light hit the head of the Black Wind Demon Lord.

What a magic weapon!

"roll!"

Seeing this, the Black Wind Demon Lord waved his arm and shouted loudly.

Bang!

The bricks hit the Black Wind Demon Lord's arm heavily, and the bullet flew out.

"Oh, damn!"

Then, the Black Wind Demon Lord screamed.

Covering his arms, the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

Damn, what is this? Why is it so hard?

The Black Wind Demon Lord only felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if his bones were broken.

He looked up suddenly, looked at Chen Feng in shock, and blurted out.

"What kind of treasure is you!"

The magic weapon of human practitioners has seen many people.

There are very few who can hurt him.

Even if it is an immortal weapon, he is sure to escape without any hesitation when he is used in the hands of a Nascent Soul Realm.

But unexpectedly, I was injured by such an inconspicuous treasure.

Especially, there is no spiritual energy on this treasure, and it is no different from an ordinary turn head.

But why did he hurt himself, a dignified demon master?

If the Black Wind Demon Lord didn't figure out what magic weapon this was, he would have to be depressed.

Chen Feng held the brick in his hand and smiled with a smile.

"Want to know?"
Chapter completed!