Chapter 322

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 322 murderer, Chen Feng!

The Yan family has sent experts in all the main roads around Daning City, and the experts stationed at this level are three elders of Yan parents' Association, whose strength is the first tower of Shenmen.

In addition to the three of them, there are more than ten people, all of whom are masters of the eighth and ninth weight after tomorrow.

Taking out any of these people can make those small families inside and outside Daning City tremble. In front of Chen Feng, they are scared as cold as a cicada. No one dares to speak, and they all look at him in shock!

Before receiving this task, they were still very dissatisfied and thought, "Yan Qingyu is just a waste. How powerful can the land taught by waste be?"

But unexpectedly, Chen Feng was so powerful that he could kill elder Zhou, who had opened seven orifices in the first tower of Shenmen with a knife!

His strength is at least the second most important building in the Shenmen realm. According to his age, he is actually only fifteen or sixteen years old. He is so young and so strong. Is it true that he is the first in the list of new people in the Qianyuan sect? Is this news not false?

Yang Ping looked at Chen Feng, her eyes full of disbelief.

He, he turned out to be the first newcomer in the Qianyuan sect! He turned out to be an expert in the second tier of the divine gate! And this time, it's even more important to forcibly kill back to the Yan family, avenge master xuehen and seize the identity of the heir of the family owner!

It turned out to be him!

She smiled bitterly. It was really funny. I thought he didn't have any cultivation and was not a martial artist! I'm really blind!

Her heart trembled violently and stared at Chen Feng's back. Slowly, only Chen Feng and his indomitable backbone were left in her eyes.

Yang Hao's face was pale, his hands moved disorderly, and muttered, "it's over, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. He was so powerful that he would kill me."

Chen Feng looked at the stunned Yan people, with a slight wipe on the corners of his mouth, outlining a cruel smile, and said in a cold voice, "you don't do it, do you? Then I'll do it!"

As soon as he took a step forward, the Yan family just felt that there was a shadow flashing in front of them. Before they could see what was going on, Chen Feng had come to another Yan Family elder!

When the Yan Family elder came back, the long knife had already reached the top of his head.

His canthus was about to crack, and he drank loudly and fought hard.

Unfortunately, it has no effect at all!

Chen Feng directly cut him off, and then shouted, "murderer, disciple Yan Qingyu, Chen Feng!"

With this sentence, he took another step forward and killed the third Yan Family elder!

This Yan Family elder, who was already frightened by him, screamed and turned around and ran away, but where could he escape?

Chen Feng chased him from behind, took a wrong step, instantly crossed a few meters, and directly cut him from behind!

He shouted again, "murderer, disciple Yan Qingyu, Chen Feng!"

After watching this scene, those martial artists who are eight and nine days after tomorrow will disperse in a mass of fear!

How can Chen Feng let them go, catch up, and kill them all one by one!

He stood in this sea of corpses, with open arms, on the long knife, dripping with blood!

He was bathed in blood and laughed wildly, "murderer, disciple Yan Qingyu, Chen Feng!"

The sound is heard everywhere, within a radius of ten miles!

He is as crazy as a devil!

It was here that the sky suddenly clattered with a loud noise, the lightning was dense, and the rain poured down.

It was at the same time that all the masters of Shenmen realm in Daning City, those with high strength, all stood up and looked at the direction of Chen Feng.

In the backyard of the city Lord's residence, in a quiet secret room, a Huajia old man who had been sitting safely cross legged suddenly opened his eyes and slightly smiled at the corners of his mouth.

He muttered to himself, "with this little guy disturbing the situation, the chaos of Daning city will be more interesting."

The heavy rain poured down, drenching Chen Feng with blood.

After a long time, he gently breathed out and turned to the caravan.

Seeing him coming, everyone in the caravan couldn't help but step back together, and his face showed panic. Yang Zhong knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and shouted, "Chen Feng, Uncle Chen, don't be general with me, I know I'm wrong, don't kill me!"

Chen Feng passed by him without even looking at him.

He went directly to Yang Ping, smiled, took out a bag of medium-sized spirit stones and put them in front of her, saying faintly, "thank you for taking care of all the way. This is a little gift."

Then turn around and leave.

Yang Ping suddenly couldn't help feeling a burst of inexplicable sadness in her heart, and hissed, "Chen Feng, can we meet again in the future?"

Chen Feng paused, then turned around and smiled, "maybe!"

With that, he strode forward directly and disappeared in the rain with Uncle ya.

Yang Ping suddenly felt an unspeakable pain in her heart. She knew that in her life, she interacted with Chen Feng on this point, and then separated from each other. She should never meet again in the future.

She sat on the horse, two lines of clear tears, quietly, tears accompanied by rain, who can tell!

Strange to say, Chen Feng walked forward for a distance, the rain decreased, then disappeared, and soon, it turned into a sunny sky again.