Chapter 1435: No Match for a Single Round

People from the Qingshan Sword Sect recognized Chen Feng at first sight.

Suddenly, the scene became tense, as if arrows were drawn on bows.

The Sect Master of the Qingshan Sword Sect stepped forward, slowly drew his sword, and said with a solemn expression, "Have you only come with another person?"

"Don't misunderstand, my wife just came to watch, and I am the only one dueling with you."

Chen Feng spoke calmly.

As he said this, the Qingshan Sword Sect and those collaborators who were hoping to gain some benefits felt insulted.

"What an aggressive fellow."

"What makes him think he can fight hundreds of us alone? Does he think we are ants underground?"

"We have a Martial God, three demi Martial Gods, and ten Grandmasters; what does he have?"

"Damned madman."

"Chen Feng, the world of the Martial Path is no longer yours."

"If you kneel and beg for mercy now, you might still have a chance."

The crowd was noisy and kept speaking, creating quite a din.