Sneck was very strong and looked like a brown bear, so he flew out and smashed the glass door directly. The fragments scattered on the spot, covering a very large corridor.

Young Master Chang Wenxin was stunned, and bodyguard Mike was also stunned. No one expected that with Sneck's cultivation level in the eighth grade, he would be knocked away by Zhang Feng with a punch.

You know, Sneck is the attacker and uses a straight punch with a strong attack power, but Zhang Feng used the same move to knock it away...

It can be seen that Zhang Feng's cultivation is far higher than Sneck.

"Nine...Nine-grade..." A look of fear appeared on Mike's tense zombie's face.

Ninth-grade warrior! That is the top existence in the warrior pyramid, second only to the master, and there are only five masters known in the world.

Anyone who stands up with a ninth-grade warrior can crush other warriors, and the number is no longer a problem for masters of this level.

Their mastery of power has reached an extremely high state, and it has a strong true energy as a backing...

Mike looked at Zhang Feng, and his nervous sweat broke out, like a pockmarked person, all his face full of tears.

"Young master, little... be careful!" He said nervously, and he was not very careful.

"I don't believe that guy is a ninth rank!" Chang Wenxin curled her lips and stared at Zhang Feng with her eyes.

He was soon defeated. Zhang Feng's eyes were too sharp and too cold, making people feel like they fell into an ice cave.

At this time, moans came from outside the store. Snake, who had been wading for a long time, actually sat up. His right arm was hanging down in a strange posture. It seemed that he was dislocated. His palm posture was also very strange. He either had his fingers broken or had multiple joints dislocated.

A great eighth-grade warrior, I said so miserably.

However, this guy actually stood up from the broken glass on the ground, gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Feng, "Good skills, I actually underestimated you. Are you a ninth-grade?"

How heartless can you say such things when facing the strong?

For a moment, Zhang Feng became a little interested in Snake, but when he saw Chang Wenxin hiding behind the bodyguard, his face turned cold again.

"What a pity, the pearl is cast in secret!"

Hearing this, Sneck was furious, took heavy steps, dragged his dislocated right arm, rushed into the store again, and rushed towards Zhang Feng.

This fearless spirit of moving forward is worthy of admiration by warriors. Perhaps this is the premise for him to achieve the eighth grade in less than thirty years old.

Zhang Feng admired Snake a little, but both sides were enemies and he would not be ruthless.

Seeing that Sneke actually soared into the air and attacked his head with a leg technique similar to scissors' legs, he finally moved his foot.

He flashed his legs and then raised his legs with a blow, and raised his long legs directly to the side of his head.

Then, he suppressed it hard.

Zhang Feng's legs pressed against Sneke's legs, and the dull collision sounded, and the collision of power caused serious consequences.

Sneck immediately lost the center of gravity and had no time to react. He rotated 180 degrees in the air. Finally, he slapped on the ground flat, like a bear falling from a high place, shaking the floor a few times.

The decorations hanging on the walls in the store were all shaken to the ground.

Zhang Feng still stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Snake, and asked lightly: "Knowing that I am a ninth-grade cultivation, you still have to rush up to attack, are you stupid or ignorant?"

Sneck fell to Wu Nei and wanted to burn it. He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood. His lungs must have been injured, but he forced himself to raise his head and roared, "I dare not even draw the sword, why are you still a warrior?"

Zhang Feng nodded and admired this guy more and more.

As a warrior, you need to have the spirit and blood of indomitable spirit. Without these two things, no matter how high the qualifications are, you will have no future.

Zhang Feng ignored Sneck anymore. The inner mansion was injured. He had no power to fight anymore, and it was even difficult to get up. He turned his head and looked at Mike and Chang Wenxin, and smiled coldly.

"Apologize to my friend, otherwise he will end up." Finger Sneck.

As soon as he said that, the two of them were so scared that they trembled.

A ninth-grade master, even if he just stands there, can bring endless pressure to other warriors, let alone threaten them.

"Young master, go first, I'll block him!" Sweat on Mike's face kept rolling down, and he looked solemn.

Chang Wenxin was not a fool either. She nodded, ran out after slapping her head.

"Why is it that easy to run?"

Zhang Feng started off decisively and ran towards the store door in a vague shape.

"Pass this level first!"

Mike roared and rushed forward, regardless of the injury to his right foot, he kicked straight to Zhang Feng's face with one move.

Zhang Feng saw at a glance that the other party was using a false move, with the purpose of dragging him down.

So, he didn't give the other party a chance.

Stepping on the ground, Zhang Feng flew up in the air, twisted his body in the air, exerted force from his waist, drove his right leg, swung a kick, and then added with powerful true energy, the speed was as fast as lightning.

Mike didn't even see Zhang Feng's tricks clearly, and he instinctively protected his chest with his arms.

The next moment, the muffled sound was like a drum beat. Mike was hit with his arms, but he could not block Zhang Feng's flying kick. His eyes instantly widened, and then his arms were pressed against Zhang Feng's feet and hit his chest.

The second muffled sound spread, and Mike flew out, hit the wall of the store, directly knocking out a big hole in the wooden wall and falling into the shop next door.

He forced his chest to hurt severely and was about to get up. He opened his mouth and a blood arrow squirted out, and splashed down the hole in the wall and fell on the original store floor.

Then, he fell to the ground and fainted.

The power of a ninth-grade warrior is so terrifying.

"Overbial ability!"

Zhang Feng said coldly and jumped out of the shop, chasing Chang Wenxin five or six meters away.

It seemed that he could sense the danger from behind him. Chang Wenxin looked back and saw that his hair that could cover his face was standing up and ran faster.

What Zhang Feng did not expect was that this guy was actually a warrior. His cultivation level did not seem to be very high, but his speed was not satisfactory. He jumped out six or seven meters in the blink of an eye.

It's about to rush out of the sales center.

Although speed is not Zhang Feng's strength, with his powerful true energy cultivation, he used Ye Feng Jueying's body technique, as fast as a ghost.

Chang Wenxin escaped to the cabin door and jumped out. There was a horizontal corridor outside. If you want to make a turn without slowing down, the best way is to use your body to kick the opposite wall and rebound and accelerate.

He did fly out, but when he stretched out his legs and wanted to kick the opposite wall, a big hand grabbed her collar.

"Tear..." The suit was broken.

Chang Wenxin's figure suddenly changed, her center of gravity was destroyed, and she sat on the ground.

But his feminine face turned green.

"Run, why don't you run?"

Zhang Feng stood behind him, looked down at him, and said slowly.
Chapter completed!