Zefa's expression changed drastically. This force was too strong. It rolled back from his fist and instantly hit his entire right arm.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, Zefa's entire right arm, which was covered by the aura of the armed color, exploded.
In an instant, blood rained down, and the thick smell of blood spread in all directions. Zefa's body flew backward with a bang and crashed into the waves a few hundred meters away.
"Whoosh!" All the poor people let out a huge commotion. No one dared to believe what they saw.
With a single finger, he exploded General Zefa's entire right arm. One had to know that Zefa was known as Black Wrist, and he had long since mastered the color of his weapon. His right arm was covered in the color of his weapon, and it was even harder than steel.
Everyone looked at the young man who was holding an eight or nine-year-old girl in his right hand in shock. He casually extended a finger from his left hand and sent General Zefa flying.
What kind of power was this? His clothes fluttered in the wind, like an immortal or a god, with an extraordinary bearing.
Chu Feng had his head lowered as he sized up Homerick, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed.
"Paragon!" After a moment, Mihawk opened his mouth with great difficulty. His entire body trembled when he saw Chu Feng, and he managed to softly spit out two words with great difficulty.
"Autarch!" The poor people instantly exploded. They clearly heard Mihawk's cry. Although they did not know who this young man was, to be called a Supreme, such a person was bound to be terrifying.
Supreme-Beings represented the highest and most supreme being. How could ordinary people dare to call them that?
Chu Feng smiled and pointed at Mihawk under everyone's watchful eyes.
A dark green halo transformed into a green line that flowed into Mihawk's chest through Chu Feng's fingertips like water.
Mihawk's chest, which had collapsed due to the heavy blow, quickly recovered, and the fine wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mihawk could feel his life force growing stronger and stronger. He could not believe what he was seeing.
This man, who was known as the Supreme Martial Artist, was too terrifying. He had actually healed his severely injured body in an instant. In just a few breaths, all the wounds on his body had healed, not even leaving a trace of a scar.
"Crash!" The seawater a hundred meters away let out a crashing sound as a water column dozens of meters high instantly shot into the sky. Zefa's entire body was covered in the color of armor as he burst out of the water column and charged towards Chu Feng.
His expression was ferocious and his heart was filled with extreme anger. Although his right arm had been shattered, he still had his left arm and his legs. He wanted revenge. The flames of anger had long since clouded his judgment. He didn't even realize how great the gap between him and Chu Feng was.
Zefa's figure was extremely fast. He used Moon Steps and Shave in turn and arrived in front of Chu Feng in an instant.
His ink-black left fist had already turned red. This was caused by the high temperature caused by the friction of the air with the speed of his fist.
The fist carried a whistling sound as it ruthlessly smashed towards Chu Feng's face.
"Be careful!" Mihawk cried out in alarm, and his entire body was about to shoot up.
However, his black saber had long been broken. A swordsman without a sword was like a tiger without its teeth and claws. The combat power he could unleash was pitifully weak.
The poor people on the shore also saw this and closed their eyes in fear.
They really did not dare to watch such a bloody scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere and heads exploding.
Chu Feng felt the wind from the fist coming from ahead. He raised his head slightly and looked at Zefa's iron fist with an indifferent expression.
"Get lost!" Chu Feng lightly shouted.
Although it wasn't loud, it was like a clap of thunder in Zefa's ears.
This soft shout caused Zefa's head to instantly rumble.
In an instant, Zefa's ears, nose, mouth, and eyes began to bleed. Blood dragged long traces all over Zefa's seven orifices, looking terrifying and terrifying.
At the same time, Zefa's chest felt like it had been hit by a sledgehammer. An indescribable, terrifying force exploded from his chest.
"Puff!" Zefa's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood essence.
His body rose into the air and flew back at a speed faster than when he had charged over.
His body drew a long arc and finally smashed into the navy warship with a bang. He returned to where he really came from.
"Hiss-"
A series of gasps rose and fell. Even the poor could feel Chu Feng's terror.
That battered and exhausted man was General Zefa, the peak of the world's combat strength. He was actually severely injured and sent flying by this young man with a light shout.
What kind of terrifying combat strength was this? It was simply like a god.
Mihawk looked at the indifferent Chu Feng with a fanatical expression on his face. His entire face was flushed red from excitement.
"Supreme Martial Artist, this is the Supreme Martial Artist, the invincible man in the world, the strongest person like a demon god!”Mihawk shouted crazily in his heart. A Supreme Martial Artist, a figure he respected incomparably. He did not expect to really appear in front of him today and even personally save him.
He felt that he was really too happy, so happy that it was a little unreal.
"You have some guts, not bad!" Chu Feng looked at Mihawk, whose face had turned red from excitement, and nodded.
Mihawk was so happy that he almost fainted.
She was so blessed to have received the praise of her idol.
"Fire, fire!" Zefa landed on the warship and felt his heavily injured body. He roared crazily.
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