Bam!!!
At the scene, Ye Zhengrong's painstakingly crafted arm was once again destroyed by Chu Feng.
Chu Feng's Fire Qilin Arm was unstoppable, striking out forcefully,
hitting Ye Zhengrong,
and immediately sent him flying away.
Puchi!!!
Ye Zhengrong's body flew out, crashing to the ground,
spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, severely injured.
"Brother!!!"
Ye Mengyao's expression changed, and she hurried over to help Ye Zhengrong up.
Cough cough!!!
At this moment, Ye Zhengrong continuously coughed up blood,
his eyes showing an unbelievable expression as he looked at Chu Feng.
"You... how can you be so strong?"
Ye Zhengrong looked at Chu Feng and spoke with a trembling voice.
He originally thought he would instantly defeat Chu Feng and trample him underfoot,
but the reality was completely opposite to what he imagined.
Once again, he was instantly defeated by this boy.
Not only did Ye Zhengrong fail to wash away his humiliation, but he was also humiliated again.
