As soon as Zhang San's body fell to the ground, Du Feng flashed and appeared in front of him, raising his foot and stepping on his chest.

He looked down at him.

"Hengkong's confidant is the ninth place in the Qianlong List, right? Go back and tell Zhang San that at noon tomorrow, I will replace him in the ninth place in the outer ring."

"Du Feng, you are looking for death."

Several other outer disciples reacted and rushed towards Du Feng in an instant.

Du Feng turned around, waved his hand, and slapped his palm.

The terrible palm force swept through.

Several outer disciples who rushed over were instantly shocked and fell to the ground in a row, making painful screams.

"Overbial ability."

Du Feng snorted coldly, turned around and left.

After a long time, Zhang San and others got up from the ground, with shock on their faces.
Chapter completed!