Tie Feng knew nothing about Chen Hai.
In the Mysterious Turtle Hall, although they had seen each other before, soone like Chen Hai, a new face, didn’t pique his interest at all.
In fact, not only Tie Feng, but even Lu Yingtian, Ancestor Kugu, and others with Chen Hai didn’t know much about him before he truly showcased his strength.
Now, seeing Chen Hai suddenly cutting in front and blocking his way, Tie Feng’s anger surged instantly.
He glared at Chen Hai and lowly growled, "Get out of the way. Dare to block my path; are you tired of living, looking for death?"
As he spoke, he showed no intention of stopping at all.
He charged straight, aiming to knock Chen Hai aside when he saw that Chen Hai had no intention of yielding, anger welled up within him, and he raised his fist, punching toward Chen Hai’s forehead.
The reason Ancestor Kugu and Fang Ping, among others, would be respectful to Chen Hai is surely because he showcased an unparalleled terrifying strength before them.
Tie Feng before him knew nothing of this, so naturally, he had no reservations in front of a new face like Chen Hai.
The punch he flung casually wasn’t all-out, but the target was Chen Hai’s vital spot.
Perhaps he thought that a newcor like Chen Hai, daring to stand obliviously before him, killing him wouldn’t be a big deal at all.
But in the next mont, with a loud ’boom’ sound.
Just as Tie Feng swung his fist, his whole body flew backward,
The arm he swung, from the elbow down, whether flesh or bones, was utterly shattered.
The part above the elbow was still intact but bloodied and blurred.
Bright red blood splattered from his arm, painting half his body crimson.
After crashing to the ground, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood. With his intact arm supporting himself, he found it imnsely tough to get up from the ground for the mont.
"What kind of strength is this? Who... on earth are you?"
Staring a few steps away at Chen Hai, who looked carefree and was slowly approaching him, the once furious Tie Feng displayed visible fear on his face.
"Who I am? Does that really matter?"
Expressionless, Chen Hai snorted softly and continued, "Stopping you is rely because I don’t want to be used as a pawn by you, just wish to clarify why the Seven Killings Demon Lord and others are hunting you!"
"If you don’t speak to properly, let it be. Yet you imdiately attacked my vital point with no words."
"It seems I was right; you bear ill intentions and indeed have a guilty conscience!"
"Why, even now, are you still holding back, unwilling to quench my curiosity and clear my confusion?"
Saying this slowly, Chen Hai’s words seed to resonate with his leisurely steps approaching.
But even such simple words made Tie Feng feel incomparable pressure.
Unable to stand, he quickly moved backward, supporting himself on the ground.
In his eyes, the ordinary-looking Chen Hai appeared as a monstrous beast; his only thought now was to distance himself a bit from Chen Hai.
At the mont Chen Hai intercepted Tie Feng, during that brief exchange, Fang Ping and Lu Yingtian also turned their gaze that way.
Those sowhat aware of Chen Hai’s strength weren’t surprised by the result before them.
After all, the formidable Tian Can Di Que, who they jointly struggled against, took just three moves from Chen Hai to be effortlessly slain.
The Tie Feng before them, after taking a punch from Chen Hai, though temporarily incapacitated, was still alive; perhaps this was due to Chen Hai’s intentional restraint.
Though they knew Tie Feng and had so understanding of him, it didn’t an they had a deep friendship with him.
Seeing him conflict with Chen Hai and now lying half-dead on the ground, so turned their gaze elsewhere, and so, inadvertently, stepped back, distancing themselves further from Tie Feng.
Only Fang Ping looked conflicted as he approached Chen Hai and tentatively spoke, "Black Water Taoist Friend, this..."
Tie Feng was like a sworn brother to him, and Fang Ping wanted to plead for him, but upon eting Chen Hai’s suddenly sharp gaze sweeping toward him, he found himself montarily silenced.
"Brother Fang, you surely rember when I saved your life once!"
"There’s a misunderstanding with this senior; please plead for , say a few good words..."
Seeing Fang Ping, Tie Feng appeared as if finding a lifeline, displaying a pitiful deanor as he repeatedly begged.
As for Chen Hai in front of him, Tie Feng now barely dared to look directly at him.
That punch had utterly crushed his confidence.
In his perception, Chen Hai, who disabled him in an instant, possessed a terrifying strength akin to that of the lofty Primordial Chaos Daluo Golden Immortals.
"Brother Tie, this Black Water Taoist Friend is kind-hearted and benevolent; whatever he asks, you should answer honestly."
"As long as you cooperate sincerely, no funny business, he shouldn’t do anything to you?"
Looking deeply complicated, Fang Ping sighed and advised.
Having reached the Quasi-Saint Realm, he certainly wasn’t foolish.
Tie Feng kept claiming that the Seven Killings Demon Lord and his n were crazy, wanting to kill everyone within the Land of Slumber, asking them to hold back Tie Feng and his n while he made a swift escape!
After Chen Hai blocked his path, he furiously threw a punch at Chen Hai’s vital point.
The facts were evident, and anyone could see that Tie Feng was clearly using them, and there must be notable reasons behind his pursuit by the Seven Killings Demon Lord and others.
Understanding all this, Fang Ping grew displeased with Tie Feng and began harboring resentnts alike.
However, since Tie Feng had once saved his life and their friendship had always been deep, he found it difficult to act like others around him who pretended not to see the scene before their eyes.
At this mont, advising Tie Feng to cooperate with Chen Hai is not only for his good but also to prevent him from further spiraling down a self-destructive path.
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