A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 379: One knife to kill!

Chapter 379 Killed with a single blow! (The twentieth explosion)

In fact, Zhang De could not refrain from fighting. According to Qian Yuanzong's rules, the younger disciples challenged the seniors, and the senior disciples had to fight.

Zhang De sneered and said: "Okay, then I will fight."

Chen Feng immediately turned around, leaving only one sentence: "See you on the stage of life and death!"

"Go now, dare you?"

Zhang De sneered: "Okay, what can't you dare? Later I will kill you directly on the stage of life and death!"

A quarter of an hour later, on the stage of life and death, Chen Feng and Zhang De stood opposite each other.

And around the Life and Death Platform, hundreds of disciples have been surrounded, and many more disciples have been rushing to this side after receiving news.

Among the disciples onlookers around the stage of life and death, most of them are not optimistic about Chen Feng, with a joking expression, waiting for Chen Feng to be beaten by Zhang De.

No one supports Chen Feng, and is optimistic about Chen Feng. Only Shen Yanbing and Han Yuer stand in the audience to cheer for Chen Feng.

Zhang De glanced at Han Yu'er, his eyes showed a deep greedy color, he sneered: "Chen Feng, after you die, this girl will belong to me."

"Do you know? I'll hurt you badly later, but I won't kill you. Then, I will ruin this woman in front of you, making you hate it! But there is no other way!"

His words are full of viciousness, which makes people listen to it, and they can't help but feel a little creepy.

As for Chen Feng, his expression remained unchanged, but a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He said lightly: "Have you finished talking about the nonsense? If you are finished, let's hurry up!"

Zhang De sneered disdainfully: "Since you are so anxious to die, then I will fulfill you."

On the stage of life and death, the competition officially began.

Zhang De screamed: "Little bastard, go to hell!"

Speaking of his only right hand, the palm of his hand turned into a bronze color, and it instantly crossed a distance of several meters, and slapped Chen Feng with a fierce palm.

This palm is extremely powerful and contains great power. If Chen Feng is photographed, he will surely fall apart and be bombarded into pieces directly in his eyes.

"I bet that Chen Feng can't even hold Brother Zhang's palm."

"Yes, under this palm, he will definitely die directly."

"Brother Zhang's palm is so powerful, Chen Feng will be shot to death."

Zhang Dexun wanted to establish his own tyrannical image, to leave his indelible and powerful appearance in the hearts of Han Yuer and others, so he tried his best when he came up, but he didn’t know what he did. It's just a ridiculous foil.

Faced with the blasting bronze palm, Chen Feng stood there and didn't avoid it. Some people below sneered: "Is this kid frightened stupid? Why don't you even know how to hide?" /

"I guess so, I have never seen such a powerful martial arts, and I was frightened alive."

A smile appeared in the corner of Zhang De's eyes, thinking that this time he was caught.

However, when he was about to shoot Chen Feng with his palm, he was surprised to find that Chen Feng's figure had disappeared.

Everyone in the audience could see clearly. Just when Chen Feng was about to be shot in Bronze Palm, Chen Feng made a mistake and came directly behind Zhang De, crossing a distance of several meters.

And his figure is extremely fast, like a ghost, people can only see an afterimage.

Some people were quite astonished: "Thinking this kid is a trash, but unexpectedly, his body style is still good. He can cross such a distance in just a few steps. This should be a fairly advanced footwork. "

Others have also changed their views on Chen Feng, thinking that his strength is not as weak as he just showed.

But at this moment, Chen Feng came behind Zhang De, and the Ziyue Knife came out of its sheath, but it slashed lightly.

Seeing this knife, a huge ridicule broke out in the crowd, and laughed: "What kind of knife is this, so soft, without any strength?"

"Haha, when I was three years old, I first came into contact with a knife, and the cut made with a wooden knife is stronger than this knife."

"That's right, how do you praise him, he is a waste in the end."

Zhang De suddenly turned around and saw Chen Feng's soft knife, he couldn't help but let out a sneer of disdain: "Chen Feng, you can do this!"

He said, without dodge or avoid, he blasted out with a palm.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's knife in his hand changed from being cut down to a flat pat. He patted him lightly with the blade of the knife, and then immediately drew away.

He withdrew a few meters away, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, three fingers stretched out, and then he whispered to Zhang De: "Three, two, one..."

Zhang De snorted disdainfully: "Little bastard, what tricks are you playing?"

He had just said the last word, and his voice just fell off, suddenly his left chest burst open, and the whole exploded into a huge blood hole!

The heart inside has disappeared and turned into powder. This blow even blasted him through, and he could even see through the body directly from the front to see the back.

An expression of disbelief on his face solidified on Zhang De's face, and he fell to the ground with a crash, no longer breathing.

Chen Feng walked up to him and smiled faintly: "Brother Zhang, I don't have many tricks when killing people. I like to kill people directly, nothing else."

Everyone was shocked. No one thought that Zhang De was not Chen Feng’s one move. With one stab, just one stab, he would be killed by Chen Feng!