Chapter 687

"Father, let me do it!"

At this time, Feng Shaofeng suddenly drank loudly and came forward.

"Shaofeng!" Feng Cheng frowned and looked over. Even the other people present were shocked to see feng Shaofeng.

"Father, today is the big wedding of a child, but this man came here to make a big fuss about the wedding of the child. The child asked the father to let the child do something to compete with the boy." Feng Shaofeng stepped forward, and his whole body was awe inspiring.

Then, he looked at Qin Chen coldly and said coldly: "I heard that you are the champion of gunandu Dabi, and even the three Tianjiao of Xuanzhou were defeated by you. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Feng Shaofeng's eyes were haughty and his face was disdainful.

You Qianxue is worried about this guy? Hum, it's just a mole ant from five countries. The so-called three Tianjiao in Xuanzhou are difficult to join Dixing college in the imperial city. How can you compare with yourself?

Snow in front of her, in front of her, will prove to her.

"Good nephew, don't be impulsive. It's said that this son's strength is extraordinary. Let uncle Wei teach him a lesson for you and avenge my son Hua Tiandu." Huasheng strides forward one step, the whole body has the astonishing murderous spirit to bloom, finish saying, must strong hand.

All of a sudden, Feng Cheng appeared in front of Hua Sheng and stopped him. He said, "vice patriarch Hua, this man offends our Feng family today. He is the enemy of our Feng family. We can take it by our Feng family. We don't need to worry about it."

This action a, the field everybody is astonished, this is how to return a responsibility? Why did Feng family and liuxianzong rob this boy?

Stunned, only for a moment, the crowd suddenly.

This son is the champion of Dabi in ancient Nandu. How terrible is the inheritance secret? It is unthinkable that whoever holds this person will take the initiative. Naturally, the Feng family will not give this benefit to liuxianzong.

"Shaofeng, you can do it. Take this boy. Remember, as long as you teach him a lesson, don't kill him carelessly." Feng Cheng was cold.

Feng Shaofeng is still very confident in Feng Shaofeng. Feng Shaofeng is one of the most talented Feng family members in the past 100 years. At the age of 23, he is already the peak of Wuzong in the middle of the fifth stage.

Qin Chen, though he can't see his real accomplishments, is only Wu Zong. I've heard that he just broke through the late stage of Xuan level when he was in the ancient capital a few months ago. Even if he has been passed down a few months ago, how strong can he be?

I'm afraid it's the best time to break through to the early stage of the fifth stage.

"Father, do you want to keep him alive?" Feng Shaofeng frowned.

"Who said to give him a way to live, but if he dares to marry my Feng family, how can he die so cheaply? In short, don't kill him, just catch him." Feng Cheng warned.

Hearing this, many guests sneer. Feng Cheng is really cunning. The reason why he doesn't kill each other is that he doesn't want Qin Chen to die cheaply, but covets his inheritance.

But they didn't.

At this time, many masters of the Feng family had already surrounded Qin Chen and his party. Most of them kept a close eye on the black slaves, Xiao Ya and others, and refused to let them do anything. As for Qin Chen, he gave it to Feng Shaofeng.

"Boy, today I'll let you know what's going to happen if I get angry with Feng Shaofeng." When he came to Qin Chen, Feng Shaofeng had a silver sword in his hand and said with cold eyes.

Qin Chen looked at each other indifferently, with a sneer in his mouth, "what nonsense, do it."

Since the other side wants to pretend to be forced, I don't mind giving him this chance.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, I'll make it. Remember, in the Imperial City, even ants are not as good as you, a waste of five countries."

Feng Shaofeng said haughtily. His voice dropped and his sword suddenly lifted up. In an instant, the silver silk in the sky was blooming between the heaven and the earth. The endless silver brilliance was like a curtain of heaven, bright and boundless.

All over the sky, the silver sword Qi, like a raindrop, completely envelops Qin Chen's body with the intention of annihilating everything.

"It's the secret skill of the Feng family, silver rain sword technique!"

"It's worthy of being the top talent that Feng's family has rarely seen in the past 100 years. This Feng Shaofeng is so powerful."

"Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently, silver rain sword, ethereal and invisible, this son is going to be dangerous."

Seeing the silver sword rain all over the sky, people were shocked and shocked by Feng Shaofeng's strength.

The sword rain all over the sky, no one is weaker than the strike in the middle of the fifth stage. Moreover, it is ethereal and intangible, and there is no trace at all. Let alone Qin Chen, such a young man, even if he is an old Wuzong in the later stage of the fifth stage, he will hate the sword light.

Hearing people's exclamation, Feng Cheng's mouth showed a smile. His son is the most proud thing in his life.

At this time, under the sword light, Qin Chen was just like a fool. He didn't move, as if he couldn't catch the way of the sword light at all. He didn't know how to resist it.

"It's a pity."

"Even though this son has defeated the three Tianjiao of Xuanzhou, he is still far from Feng Cheng."People sigh, already can imagine Qin Chen next end.

Seeing that the sword light was about to hit Qin Chen, Qin Chen, who had never moved, suddenly raised his head. His palm was raised at random. The mysterious rusty sword in his hand, as if he could not find the right direction, suddenly chopped at the front of the void.

A glare of sharp light flashed away, and Huaguang just appeared for a moment, then disappeared.

To everyone's surprise, the silver sword rain that Feng Shaofeng chopped out suddenly dissipated.

Then, a shrill scream rang out. The silver sword in Feng Shaofeng's hand had fallen to the ground. Blood spattered from his right arm. His right hand holding the sword was cut off.

"Wow

The crowd was in an uproar, staring at Qin Chen not far away, but still did not see how Qin Chen did it.

At this time, Qin Chen still stood there, as if he had never made any movement, but Feng Shaofeng's right arm was actually chopped down on the ground.

"This is your proud capital? This is the strength you are proud of? If I'm not as good as ants, what about you? What are you? "

Qin Chen's indifferent voice spewed out, so that the hearts of the people on the field trembled again.

"You..."

Feng Shaofeng covered his right arm and looked at Qin Chen in horror. His face was pale and ugly.

Qin Chen's words, like a heavy hammer, smashed his pride into pieces.

"Shaofeng!"

Feng Cheng cried angrily, and then he came to his senses. His eyes turned red in an instant, and he had to order him to start.

But he is fast, Qin Chen is faster, and his figure flashes. Qin Chen has already appeared beside Feng Shaofeng, and the mysterious rusty sword sticks to his throat.

"Let you Qianxue come to me, or I will kill him with a sword!" Cold looking at Feng Cheng, Qin Chen said with cold eyes.

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