Chapter 1842

Chapter 1842

Although Zhang Feng was unwilling to kill, after all, he had no grievances with Wang Li, Sun Qiang and Zhou Ming, so there was no need to kill them.

But this matter is different from other things. The soul-returning fruit is very important to Zhang Feng.

No matter how much the price is, Zhang Feng must bring the Huihun Fruit back to Jiangcheng City.

The three of Wang Li were stunned almost at the same time when they heard Zhang Feng's words. They stared at Zhang Feng's position and did not speak.

"If it were the same situation, how would the three of you choose?"

Zhang Feng asked again.

"Master Zhang, as long as you don't kill the three of us today, no matter what conditions you ask, we can agree!"

Zhou Ming shouted nervously.

"I'm sorry, the three of you have no use value at all in my eyes!"

Zhang Feng shook his head lightly.

Seeing Zhang Feng's resolute attitude, Zhou Ming looked a little desperate.

At this time, Zhou Ming still regretted very much in his heart. He regretted that he should not have provoked Zhang Feng on his own initiative. If he had known that Zhang Feng's strength was so terrifying, even if he had given him 10,000 courage, he would not have dared to deal with Zhang Feng. Shoot!

Sun Qiang and Wang Li were naturally very desperate, but they couldn't find any way to get Zhang Feng to let them go.

Zhang Feng took out the five-element dagger and walked directly towards Zhou Ming's position.

"..."

Zhou Ming stared at Zhang Feng with wide eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Zhang Feng, if you dare to kill me today, my Zhou family will never let you go..."

"It's useless for you to threaten me now..."

Zhang Feng replied lightly, then raised his dagger to stab Zhou Ming in the chest.

But at the moment Zhang Feng's dagger fell, a cold light flashed.

"Boom!"

A stone hit Zhang Feng's wrist directly, Zhang Feng's wrist shook, and the five-element dagger fell to the ground.

"who?"

Zhang Feng felt a very powerful breath approaching slowly, and the expression on his face looked a little vigilant.

"Young man, don't be too extreme in everything!"

Although Zhang Feng didn't see anyone coming, he could hear his voice very clearly.

Zhang Feng looked around himself and wanted to determine the opponent's position, but the strength of the opponent seemed to be far above Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng had no way of determining where this person's aura came from.

Zhou Ming, Wang Li, and Sun Qiang also had very puzzled expressions on their faces at this time, because the three of them didn't even know who rescued them.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

I saw an old man in a white robe slowly walking over from a distance.

At this time, the temperature in Chifeng Mountain must be at least ten degrees below zero. Even a mysterious martial artist like Zhang Feng and Zhou Ming needs to wear a down jacket and use his breath to keep out the cold.

But at this time, the old man who walked over was only wearing a long robe, which looked abnormally thin, but the old man walked very fast, and the expression on his face was very calm, as if he didn't feel it at all. as cold.

"Grandpa Feng!"

After Zhou Ming saw the old man, the expression on his face was a little excited.

"It turned out that Grandpa Feng is here, we are saved..."

Wang Li also yelled.

"Zhang Feng, you are doomed today, Grandpa Feng is here!"

Sun Qiang gritted his teeth and shouted loudly at Zhang Feng.

"Grandpa Feng?"

After hearing what these three people said, Zhang Feng looked a little puzzled.

After Hu Jun hesitated for two seconds, he stammered and said to Zhang Feng: "Master Zhang, I have seen this person. This person is Feng Wendong, the head of the Feng family, the largest family in Chunyang City!"

"..."

Zhang Feng turned his head to look at Hu Jun, took a deep breath, and did not speak.

At this time, Zhang Feng could feel that Feng Wendong's strength should be far above his own, and Feng Wendong should be a genuine ancient martial arts master.

As long as the current Zhang Feng does not meet the martial artist of the level of the ancient martial arts master, then he is capable of fighting, but the fighting power of the ancient martial arts master is really terrible. With the help of artifacts, he is no match for Gu Wu Grandmaster.

Zhang Feng began to plan in his heart what he should do next.

At this time, Feng Wendong had already walked in front of Zhang Feng, then looked Zhang Feng up and down, and said with a smile: "It's really a hero born a young man, Ye Zongshi's disciple is really extraordinary, he defeated Zhang Feng with his own strength. Our three young talents in Chunyang City are amazing!"

"Are you the head of the Feng family?"

Zhang Feng asked in a low voice.

"That's right, I'm Feng Wendong, the patriarch of the Feng family in Chunyang City!"

Feng Wendong nodded lightly, and then continued: "Master Zhang, this old man has met your master Ye Zongshi once, and the family of these three people is also a family friend with our Feng family, so I don't know if Master Zhang can Will you give me a face and let the three of them go?"

Zhang Feng looked Feng Wendong up and down, and he was very clear in his heart that if he fought with Feng Wendong, there would basically be no chance of winning at all, and if he released Zhou Ming and the other three at this time, Feng Wendong would also be able to let him leave here , that is the best case.

"Since you have already spoken, Master Feng, I will definitely give you this face..."

Zhang Feng said in a low voice.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang, for giving me this face!"

Feng Wendong smiled happily.

Zhang Feng hesitated for a moment, and then said to Hu Jun behind him, "Let's go!"

At this time, Zhang Feng had only one thought in his heart, that is, hurry up and leave this place of right and wrong.

"OK……"

Hu Jun agreed, and then stepped forward to leave.

"Master Zhang, there is one more thing you forgot, haven't you?"

But just when Zhang Feng walked out less than ten meters away, Feng Wendong's voice sounded again.

After Zhang Feng heard Feng Wendong's words, his body paused slightly, and then stopped.

In fact, he had already guessed that Feng Wendong would appear at this time, and he would definitely not let him go easily.

"Anything else?"

Zhang Feng turned his head to look at Feng Wendong, and asked Feng Wendong expressionlessly.

"Master Zhang, the soul-returning fruit should still be in your hands, right?"

Feng Wendong asked with a smile.

"..."

Zhang Feng looked at Feng Wendong and said nothing.

"The soul-returning fruit is a sacred object in Chifeng Mountain in Chunyang City. No one can take the soul-returning fruit out of Chifeng Mountain, so I hope that you can hand over the soul-returning fruit, as long as you hand over the soul-returning fruit." If so, no one will be held accountable for what you have done today!"

Feng Wendong's tone was very calm when he said this, but Zhang Feng could tell that Feng Wendong was threatening him.

(end of this chapter)