Chapter 840

Whew!

Jian Yun looks at Wu tianwu indifferently. The long sword in his hand soars towards him. A sharp sword darts towards his abdomen elixir field.

Seeing the sword coming, Wu tianwu's body quickly dodged away, and at the same time, he burst out a strong Qi defense shield.

Shua!

Bang!

The sword cloud was swept out again. The bright sword fell on the defense of Wu tianwu's true Qi, and broke it on the spot, which shocked Wu tianwu to vomit blood.

Jianyun's body shook and appeared in front of Wu tianwu. With one stroke, it directly hit the other side's abdomen. The force of terror swept out and completely broke Wu tianwu's elixir field.

Poof!

Wu tianwu is a mouthful of blood spurting out, his body fell on the ground, pale and pale, with a look of despair and shock looking at Jianyun.

"Gone, boring!"

Xiao Yifeng said that he was about to leave and received a call from Tiantu.

"What's the matter?"

"Little Lord, just now a group of guys wanted to take Miss ye away, and they were all solved by me."

Tiantu said.

"Very good. If anyone dares to do so, you are welcome to kill all of them, and none of them will stay!"

Xiao Yifeng's voice is cold and cold.

Hang up the phone, Xiao Yifeng's eyes flash a touch of terrible cold, staring at the Wu tianwu.

"That's enough. I still want to start with Yashi. It seems that you martial arts family really think that the world is your master."

Xiao Yifeng finished, a wave of his hand, Ming Hong knife appeared in his hand, a knife swept out.

Ah!!!

Wu tianwu uttered an extremely shrill scream. One of his arms was cut off by Xiao Yifeng, and blood gushed from the fracture.

"This is a little lesson for your martial arts family. If you want revenge, come at me and fight against the people around me, then don't blame me for being rude."

Xiao Yifeng finished, took back the Ming Hong sword and left here.

Wu tianwu looked desperate and miserable. I'm afraid he would not have thought that such a tragic end would come to his second master of the martial arts family and a master of the great circle of condensation.

After leaving here, Xiao Yifeng contacted song chenbo.

"Hello, brother Xiao, I was just about to contact you. You really killed Wu Fei, the young master of Wu family."

Song chenbo asked in a hurry.

"Well."

Xiao Yifeng replied.

"Damn it, you are so fierce that you dare to kill the martial arts master. He is the prince party that nobody dares to move in Yanjing. Even if the other seven families dare not touch him, you can kill him directly. You are my idol!"

Song chenbo exclaimed.

"Well, don't talk about it. How's Yuanzhi

Xiao Yifeng asked. He wanted to ask song chenbo about Zhao Yuanzhi's situation. In the seventh base, one of the other's arms was cut off by the robot. He didn't know what the situation was.

"He's OK, but..."

Song chenbo's tone suddenly became a little heavy and sad.

"But what."

Xiao Yifeng asked abruptly.

"Because he lacked an arm, he was arranged to quit the Dragon thorn, and now he stays at home and drinks all day. He is a little depressed."

Song chenbo said in a heavy tone.

Xiao Yifeng's eyes twinkled and said, "take me to have a look."

Yanjing, somewhere, there is a more remote house, it is Zhao family, also Zhao Yuanzhi's home.

The Zhao family was originally a second-class family in Yanjing, and its family strength ranked first in Yanjing. However, in recent years, the Zhao family has gradually weakened. Now, it has no influence and status in Yanjing, and belongs to the third class.

"This is the Zhao family!"

Song chenbo with Xiao Yifeng came to the Zhao family and went directly in.

"You waste, what do you know about drinking everyday? It's a person who lost the Zhao family. Why don't you die in a foreign country? It's a sacrifice for the country, and you can get a medal to honor the Zhao family. "

As soon as they entered the Zhao family, they heard a burst of angry scolding.

Xiao Yifeng's eyes swept away, and he saw a pavilion in the distance. Zhao Yuanzhi was sitting there with a pot of wine. His face was red. His right arm was only half left, and his sleeve was fluttering with the wind.

Beside him stood a middle-aged man with a Chinese face and a dark face, staring at Zhao Yuanzhi angrily.

"Who is he?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at the middle-aged man and asked song chenbo.

"His name is Zhao Guodong. He is the father of a madman, but he has not been very fond of him, because the madman also has a brother. He is 28 years old and has become a member of the Purple Dragon Guard of the dragon soul."

"His father has always been very fond of his brother and thinks that the hope of Zhao family's future rise depends on his brother. In the past two years, because the madman joined the Dragon thorn, his strength has increased rapidly.""So his father has changed his attitude towards the madman. Now such a thing has happened again. So his father is very angry and has been scolding the madman, ah..."

Song chenbo said with a deep sigh.

"Originally I thought you had the ability to reach the level of your brother. The Zhao family can rise up in the future relying on your brothers. Now you have become a disabled waste, and you have quit the Dragon thorn and drink every day. You just let me down and don't deserve to be the Zhao family."

Zhao Guodong looks at Zhao Yuanzhi and constantly scolds him. He says that he has to fight Zhao Yuanzhi in a hurry, but Xiao Yifeng catches him.

"Who are you? Let go of me

Zhao Guodong looks at Xiao Yifeng, looks a Leng, directly drinks a way.

With a wave of Xiao Yifeng's hand, Zhao Guodong retreated again and again.

"Although he is your son, he is not your servant. How can you abuse at will and attack others? Are you worthy of being a father?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Zhao Guodong and drank.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Yuanzhi looks at Xiao Yifeng and song chenbo and laughs miserably.

"Madman, cheer me up. It's just a broken arm. You're not wasted. Don't be so depressed!"

Song chenbo looked at Zhao Yuanzhi and said.

"Boy, who do you think you are? How dare you teach my father such a lesson!"

A shrieking sound rang out. A man in a black suit with a purple dragon mark on his body came over and looked at Xiao Yifeng coldly.

"He is Zhao Yuanxing, the madman's brother."

Song chenbo opened his mouth beside Xiao Yifeng.

"Father, are you all right?"

Zhao Yuan walked to Zhao Guodong and said.

"It's OK."

Zhao Guodong shook his head.

"Second brother, you see what kind of friends you make here. You not only fight against your father, but also dare to teach him a lesson. It's rubbish!"

Zhao Yuanxing cheered coldly.

"Hello, Zhao Yuanxing, who do you think is rubbish?"

Song chenbo looks at Zhao Yuanxing with anger on his face.

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