What Business Is It of Yours?

When Chen Fei advanced his Dragon Subduing Elephant Spirit Suppression to the Proficient Realm, he had already managed to barely achieve severed-limb regeneration. Thus, the seemingly terrifying injuries on Chen Fei's body at this moment were actually nothing major under the recovery of the Dragon Subduing Elephant.

In just a fleeting moment, many of the tiny wounds on Chen Fei's body had long since recovered as before. As for those larger wounds, they were also forcibly closed at this moment.

Though the damage to his viscera had not yet fully healed, it no longer affected Chen Fei's combat, and his aura, which had initially been low, continuously climbed.

"Quick, kill him! Kill him quickly!" Hong Yuanfeng shouted in terror.

He had thought victory was within his grasp, and at the very beginning, he had even worried that Chen Fei would die directly and could not be tortured. As a result, looking at him now, Chen Fei was indeed injured very heavily, but what was up with this recovery speed?

Liang Zhongpu snapped out of his trance with a fierce shout, his figure flashing as he arrived in front of Chen Fei. Sword Qi rolled and billowed, completely enveloping Chen Fei's figure within it.

Right now was the time to strike and kill Chen Fei in one fell swoop while he had not yet recovered. Otherwise, given the exaggerated strength Chen Fei had displayed just a moment ago, Hong Yuanfeng could not escape, and Liang Zhongpu would not be able to escape either.

"Bang!"

The Sword Qi exploded, Liang Zhongpu's figure couldn't help but stall slightly, while Chen Fei merely shook his torso and didn't even take a single step backward.

As for the immense force generated by the collision, it actually caused some of the wounds on Chen Fei's body