"Go, hold on, wait for me."

Chu Feng's smile can always give people inexplicable confidence.

Liu Xian'er and others nodded heavily.

The next moment.

There were only two seven -turning gods around Yin Pei, but the smile on his face became more brilliant.

Every battlefield, his people occupy an absolute advantage.

Of course, Ye Tiannan can't work, but in any case, the three of the Mo Mo insisted on it.

The rest.

No matter which battlefield collapse, it is a devastating blow for Chu Feng's groups.

Even if he just waited, his winning noodles were enough for 90 %!

What's more, there are three divine palace combat power!

Yin Pei looked at Chu Feng, who had already stunned, smiled lightly.

"What are the means, take it out to see if it can be comparable to me. Otherwise, once we join the battlefield, you will have no chance."

Chu Feng smiled lightly.

But still unmoved.

Yin Pei's eyebrows were picked, and he couldn't help it.

"You won't you want to challenge our three seven -turn God's Mansion, right?!"

Chu Feng finally said slowly.

Smiling.

"How to know if you don't try?"

Silence for a while.

Even if Yin Pei is such a crazy person, I don't know what to say at this moment.

Imagine, a spiritual martial artist, facing the three major and seven -turning gods, even dare to say it madly, try it?!

Try a fart!

It's almost smooth!

Yin Pei couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, Chu Feng, this son really doesn't know how to describe you. You are the most gutter spiritual martial arts I have ever seen, none of them!"

There was no hesitation, but the breath suddenly broke out!

The three great gods, they took the initiative to take the initiative, and they were together!

Yin Pei laughed wildly.

"I don't care about you, I will do my best until ... step on your body!"

"Lions to fight rabbits, I also use my best. I will never commit this mistake!"

"Everyone, kill me!"
Chapter completed!