Chu Feng felt helpless.
At the beginning of the siege, he had been surrounded by more than ten quasi-god spiritual bodies. If he went all out now, he still had a chance to kill one or two.
However, at that time, Chu Feng was busy "helping others".
When he came back to his senses, he had already provoked more than thirty quasi-god spiritual bodies. At this moment, it would be considered impressive if he was not beaten to death. He had been beaten the entire time, so how could he have the strength to kill?
"Boohoo… These are all my military merits! How many rewards will I lose!"
Chu Feng felt extremely regretful.
However, when these words were heard by the surrounding people, they collectively despised him.
Yu simply cursed.
"Pfft! Kid, don't you have any shame?!
"In this battle, there were at least 200 quasi-god spiritual bodies that had died because of you! The lives of the other spiritual bodies added up to an astronomical figure!
