Taking Turns To Fight?

Chen Feng watched their reactions and complained in his heart. In the past, he had never been like this.

What a hypocrite. Chen Feng could not help but come to this conclusion.

However, in the next moment, this thought was drowned out by his other thoughts.

Indeed, his mission was more important. People would eventually change in the end, and the warrior who slaughtered demons would eventually become a demon himself.

"Hahahaha, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

"Come come come! Quick! Chen Feng, let's go in and fight!"

Another person suddenly jumped out from the side and said to Chen Feng. Noticing his anxious gaze and his moving hands, Chen Feng knew that he had been waiting for a long time.

He muttered to himself while he smiled bitterly.

Why did he always encounter such a group of battle maniacs?