Supreme Wild Immortal

Half an hour later, the taxi driver took Chen Feng to an abandoned factory in the suburbs.

Before Chen Feng could even scan the code to pay, he saw the experienced driver in the driver's seat wave his hand slightly and say repeatedly:

"Alright, young man, I'll waive your transportation fare tonight. Consider it a small contribution to the country and its people!"

"How can that be? Let's keep things separate. Since I've already taken a ride with you, I definitely have to pay you!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng quickly shook his head. Before the other party could react, he scanned the QR code and transferred one hundred yuan.

"Wait a minute, young man! You've spun it too much!"

Just as Chen Feng was about to get out of the car, the experienced driver sitting inside spoke urgently in a series of words.

"It's alright, a hundred yuan isn't much. Consider the extra as a tip!"

Chen Feng waved with a smile, then transformed into a gentle breeze and rushed towards the abandoned factory not far ahead.

Inside the abandoned factory, the heretical cultivator from abroad was resting in a simply cleaned room, a hint of anger flashing across his face.

"These soldiers from the Dragon Kingdom are so domineering! Even though I've run so far, they keep chasing me relentlessly. Do they want to catch me?"

"This is unbelievable!"

This heretical cultivator from abroad, with a sneer on his face, said in a cold voice:

"Don't even mention your weak special operations squad; even the entire special forces in the war zone couldn't possibly capture me!"

As a demonic cultivator who practiced ancient evil arts, Zhang Xingchen was indeed very strong. Especially when facing a group of ordinary people who were powerless, he was more like an ancient demon god, moving through their territory as if it were empty.

Unfortunately, the person he met tonight was Chen Feng, not some ordinary special forces soldier.

Hey!

Hey!

Accompanied by a rhythmic sound of footsteps, Chen Feng took the lead and entered the suburban factory that had been abandoned for many years.

Although Murong Tian said on the phone that the special forces around him would arrive soon, Chen Feng felt that he alone was enough to deal with a foreign evil cultivator.

If too many people come, they will become a burden to you.

Just then, Zhang Xingchen, who was hiding in the room, also heard footsteps coming from inside the factory, and his expression changed instantly.

"not good!"

"Could it be these special forces soldiers from China? They've come looking for us so quickly?"

A hint of ferocity flashed across Zhang Xingchen's face as he said viciously:

"A bunch of weak and frail ordinary humans, trying to block my way? I think you really don't want to live!"

With that thought in mind, he quickly stood up, stormed out of the room, and then followed the direction of the footsteps.

"Sure enough, I knew this stinking rat in the gutter would soon be unable to contain its impulse and would come out!"

Sensing an evil aura approaching, Chen Feng maintained a calm and composed expression, as if the other party were merely a small insect that could be easily crushed.

In a very short moment.

The distance between the two sides quickly closed.

laugh!

Suddenly, a gleaming short knife appeared in Zhang Xingchen's hand.

Before becoming a heretical cultivator, he was a skilled assassin adept at close combat, so his main weapons were always a short sword and his agile skills.

"Huh? Why is there only one person?"

"Could it be that these special forces soldiers from the Dragon Kingdom think my strength is nothing special, so they only sent one of me to die?"

A flash of embarrassment and anger crossed Zhang Xingchen's face, and he sneered, "Since that's how it is, then you might as well die!"

Whoosh!

It's too late to say, then soon!

Before Chen Feng could react, he sensed a strong killing intent suddenly shooting out from the darkness beside him.

"Zhang Xingchen, your agility and speed are quite impressive! You managed to get right in front of me without me noticing!"

Chen Feng feigned surprise and said repeatedly.

"Kid, although I don't know why you've come here alone to die, today I'm going to show you what real power is!"

As Zhang Xingchen spoke, he gripped the short knife and suddenly closed in on Chen Feng.

If nothing unexpected happens, the short knife in his hand will pierce Chen Feng's chest in the next second, killing him instantly.

Whoosh!

At the critical moment, Chen Feng suddenly steadied himself and narrowly dodged a fatal blow at an incredible angle.

Immediately afterward, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Xingchen's wrist, forcing him to drop the dagger. A cold smile played on his lips as he said:

"You were able to act aggressively just now because you had a knife, but now that you're out of the way, you're like a toothless tiger. What do you think you can use to fight me?"

"How...how did you do that? I've cultivated an ancient, evil art, possessing extremely strong physical abilities and boundless strength, yet you've managed to suppress me like this?!"

Zhang Xingchen, whose wrist was grabbed by Chen Feng, was filled with shock.

He never expected that he would be captured by Chen Feng in the blink of an eye, just as he was about to attack and kill Chen Feng.

The stark contrast made him feel as if he were in a dream.

"Heh, you're just a lowly evil cultivator, yet you dare to cause trouble throughout the Dragon Kingdom. Don't you know that the Dragon Kingdom has always been a land where hidden talents abound?"

"You're definitely not getting away with this today. You'd better think carefully about how you're going to repent for the bad things you've done!"

Chen Feng grabbed Zhang Xingchen's hands and twisted them behind his back, saying calmly, "Zhang Xingchen, you're under arrest!"

boom!

With Chen Feng holding her hands, Zhang Xingchen felt for a moment that the world was too absurd.

Despite having cultivated a set of evil arts, he was utterly helpless in front of Chen Feng.

"Who, who are you? Why have I never heard of you before?" After realizing what was happening, Zhang Xingchen's face was filled with anger as he asked repeatedly.

"My name is Chen Feng, and I come from the Southwest Special Operations Team 1."

Chen Feng, with a faint smile on his face, continued:

"Although you've never heard of me, I've shown you what I'm capable of. Are you satisfied now?"

"you!"

Hearing Chen Feng's seemingly humiliating words, Zhang Xingchen felt a surge of anger rush to his head.

However, Chen Feng bound his hands too tightly, so no matter how angry he was, he couldn't retaliate.

After a while.

The members of the Guangzhou Special Forces team finally arrived.

Upon seeing the renowned Zhang Xingchen captured by Chen Feng with a single move, an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on everyone's faces.