Chapter 1843

Chapter 1843 Entrusted

"Master Feng, I took the Soul Return Fruit to save people."

"If you can promise to let me take away the soul fruit today, no matter what request you make in the future, I, Zhang Feng, will agree!"

Zhang Feng knew that he was not Feng Wendong's opponent, so he was unwilling to turn his face.

"The old man has only one request now, and that is to hand over the soul-returning fruit in your hand!"

Feng Wendong said lightly.

"Then what if I don't pay?"

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and asked.

"Master Zhang, if you are not willing to hand over the soul-returning fruit, then this old man can only be rude..."

After Feng Wendong finished speaking, he directly released the breath in his body.

In an instant, the wind howled around Feng Wendong's body, and bursts of powerful energy fluctuations flew in all directions.

Obviously, Feng Wendong was deliberately frightening Zhang Feng.

At this time, Zhang Feng had already figured it out. In fact, Feng Wendong was just waiting to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

Because the news of the soul-returning fruit had already spread in Chunyang City, many warriors couldn't resist the temptation of the soul-returning fruit, so they entered the Chifeng Mountain.

But in fact, they didn't know that the news itself was released by the Feng family.

The purpose of the Feng family's release of this news is to attract those warriors to come and look for the soul-returning fruit, but in the end no matter who finds the soul-returning fruit, Feng Wendong will take it away.

In this way, the Feng family can save most of their manpower and material resources to find the soul-returning fruit.

"..."

Zhang Feng looked at Feng Wendong in front of him with an unusually nervous expression on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Feng didn't know what to do. If he fought, Zhang Feng's chances of winning were almost zero.

But if he didn't fight, then Zhang Feng had to hand over the soul-returning fruit.

The soul-returning fruit is the key to resuscitating Lin Fei'er. Of course, Zhang Feng is not willing to hand over the soul-returning fruit that he found so hard.

"Master Feng, is there no room for negotiation on this matter? You should know who I am. Whether it is money or various rare treasures, as long as you tell me, I will find a way to meet your conditions, but only this I can't give you the Soul Resurrection Fruit!"

Zhang Feng lowered his posture as much as possible and said to Feng Wendong in a low voice.

"Master Zhang, of course I know your identity. In fact, I don't want to be your enemy. It's just that this time I was entrusted by others, so I only need the soul-returning fruit. If you hand over the soul-returning fruit, I will let you go." !"

Feng Wendong replied lightly.

"What does entrusted mean?"

Zhang Feng asked in a puzzled tone.

"Actually, all of this is the fault of you, Young Master Zhang!"

Feng Wendong sighed softly.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Zhang Feng frowned and asked.

"Some time ago, Young Master Zhang, you beat Chen Buwei's grandson Chen Tianyi into a cripple, and in order to restore his grandson to his original state, Chen Buwei asked me to help him find the soul-returning fruit in Chifeng Mountain to refine the soul-returning pill. Buwei was kind to our Feng family back then, and Chen Buwei was stronger than me, so I dare not offend him easily, so I can only agree, if I let Young Master Zhang take it away If we get this soul-returning fruit, then our Feng family may suffer..."

Feng Wendong looked at Zhang Feng and explained.

After Zhang Feng heard Feng Wendong's words, he froze in place for an instant, and only at this moment did he realize what was going on.

It turned out that he was not the only one looking for the soul-returning fruit, the Chen family was also looking for the soul-returning fruit.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng began to blame himself again, because all this was actually due to Zhang Feng's impulsiveness.

If Zhang Feng hadn't broken Chen Tianyi's legs and hands at Yanjing Airport, then these things would not have happened.

"Master Zhang, I have some understanding of your affairs. I can only say that all of this is a karmic cycle, so you should hand over the soul-returning fruit. As long as you hand over the soul-returning fruit, I don't want to embarrass you! "

Feng Wendong looked at Zhang Feng and said.

Zhang Feng hesitated for two seconds, and then said in a low voice: "You can want the Soul Resurrection Fruit, unless you kill me first!"

"Master Zhang, do you think I dare not kill you?"

Feng Wendong's expression changed, and he asked Zhang Feng in a low voice.

"..."

Zhang Feng looked at Feng Wendong and said nothing.

Because Zhang Feng originally considered handing over the soul-returning fruit to Feng Wendong first. After all, he was really not Feng Wendong's opponent, and continuing to persist would only lead to a dead end.

If you give Feng Wendong the soul-returning fruit first, you can find a way to get it back from Feng Wendong's hands after you leave here.

But the person who really wanted the soul-returning fruit was not Feng Wendong, but Chen Buwei.

Once Zhang Feng handed over the soul-returning fruit, Lin Fei'er might really be dead.

So Zhang Feng had already made up his mind at this time, that is, he could not hand over the soul-returning fruit no matter what.

"Master Zhang, are you still unwilling to hand over the soul-returning fruit?"

Feng Wendong stepped forward and asked Zhang Feng softly.

"If you want the soul-returning fruit, kill me first!"

Zhang Feng replied in a low voice.

"Stubborn!"

Feng Wendong couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly, then rushed directly towards Zhang Feng's position.

The expression on Zhang Feng's face looked a little strange, and then he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Feng Wendong's position.

"Is this Zhang Feng crazy? He wants to fight the ancient martial arts master?"

After Zhou Ming saw this scene, the expression on his face was incredible.

You must know that there is an insurmountable gap between the mysterious warriors and the ancient martial arts masters.

Ordinary warriors, even if their aptitude is slightly inferior, but as long as they work hard enough, one day they will be able to break through to the realm of Xuan-rank warriors.

But ancient martial arts masters are different. Some people are destined to never become ancient martial arts masters in this life.

Because if a warrior wants to break through to the realm of the ancient martial arts master, it not only needs hard work, but also requires extraordinary talent.

Nothing can make up for the gap in strength between the ancient martial arts master and the mysterious martial artist.

"This Zhang Feng is really crazy!"

Sun Qiang couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

"Boom..."

At this moment, Zhang Feng's fist and Feng Wendong's fist collided fiercely.

For a moment, it seemed that the entire Chifeng Mountain trembled.

While Feng Wendong stood motionless on the spot, Zhang Feng flew upside down in an instant, breaking seven or eight big trees in the air before stopping.

"Ahem..."

After Zhang Feng stabilized his body, he coughed vigorously twice, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"It's really too strong..."

"Yes, maybe this is the gap between us and the ancient martial arts master!"

Wang Li and Zhou Ming sighed softly.

(end of this chapter)