They also want to figure out what level of Xiang Feng’s cultivation level is.

Why is it so easy for him to deal with the Seven-Star Martial Saint?

"Well, you misunderstood. I'm not an eight-star martial saint. Even, I'm not even a seven-star martial saint. I'm just an ordinary six-star martial saint."

Xiang Feng coughed lightly and said.

"impossible!"

"Where are you lying?"

"Hmph, it must be that we are about to become ghosts, so this bastard is lying to us. He is simply a beast!"

"Beasts are better!"

Wu Li and others started cursing, without giving Xiang Feng any face.

Anyway, they are almost dead, what else do they care about?

However, Liu Ruyun and the three girls looked at each other and soon chose to believe Xiang Feng.

If Xiang Feng breaks through to the Seven-Star Martial Saint or the Eight-Star Martial Saint, he will definitely tell them.

As expected, Xiang Feng suddenly burst out with such a strong strength just now, and he must have used some kind of trump card.

"If you don't believe it, you'll get over it!"

Xiang Feng rolled his eyes and said, "But I still want to ask you a question."

"Nothing to ask!"

"You'd better listen to my question first!"

Xiang Feng smiled and said, "My question is, if I can get out the erosion pot in your body, will you be willing to inform me of everything you know?"

As soon as this said, Chang Zhen'an, Wu Li and others were stunned for a moment, then stood up in disbelief, breathing a little rapid.

...

Today a sheep friend complained to me and said that he seemed to have no sense of taste now and asked me if I had it.

I immediately became proud and said to him: Not only do I have a taste, but I also feel like I am eating blades. It is a metallic smell you have never tasted before!
Chapter completed!