Chapter 3272

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Suddenly, all the disciples on the mountain could hear clearly.

All of them were suddenly awakened from their practice. Everyone was stunned for a while, and then showed a sudden color.

Many faces are full of fear: "Chen Feng? Chen Feng is here?"

"What is he doing here? Is it possible that Chen Feng will come to settle accounts with us?"

"Yes, I remember that when we followed Bian Xingyu, many people laughed at Chen Feng. Is it difficult that he is going to deal with us now?"

One by one, they were terrified, but they all got up and came to the tower.

In the twinkling of an eye, dozens of disciples had gathered on the square in front of the tower.

They gathered together and looked at Chen Feng. Their eyes were full of fear. No one dared to speak.

They have long been frightened by Chen Feng!

Chen Feng glanced at them.

Chen Feng just glanced at it. Suddenly, these dozens of people all stepped back in unison, and thick fear flashed in their eyes.

Chen Feng outlined a smile on the corner of his mouth and turned to look at the tower.

At this time, a figure in the tower slowly came out.

With white hair, tall and thin, the wide robe and big sleeves on his body, he was like an empty clothes rack, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

But the momentum of his body is not to be underestimated.

It's lucky son Zhen!

Fortunately, after seeing Chen Feng, his eyes immediately shrunk, and his pupils showed a touch of extreme disgust and hatred.

Of course, he has reason to hate Chen Feng.

Chen Feng killed his most proud disciple with high hopes. How can he not hate Chen Feng?

He kowtowed to Chen Feng and called his father in front of everyone in neizong. How can he not hate Chen Feng?

He can't wait to rip Chen Feng apart! I wish I could tear Chen Feng to pieces!

He is thinking about killing Chen Feng all the time!

He just knows that he can't do it by himself.

Because Chen Feng is not only Chen Feng, standing behind him is Xuanyuan Xiaoyue, one of the most powerful and powerful elders in the inner sect, which he can't afford to offend.

He looked at Chen Feng and said coldly, "young man, what are you doing here?"

Chen Feng said with a faint smile, "elder Xingzi Zhen, I want to visit you. I have something to discuss with you."

Chen Feng is not willing to tear his face at this time.

He didn't want to make it difficult for Xuanyuan to roar the moon, so he was really quite polite to Xingzi.

Xingzi really stared at Chen Feng and sneered, "what can I discuss with you?"

"What can I say to you?"

"Besides..."

He picked out the corner of his eye, stared at Chen Feng, and said with disdain on his face, "what kind of thing are you? You also deserve to discuss with me?"

"A junior with humble strength and status!"

He stared at Chen Feng, and his disdain was obvious.

Although he once kowtowed to Chen Feng and called him Dad, he thought it was forced by Xuanyuan Xiaoyue. He didn't think Chen Feng was qualified to match him!

Chen Feng's eyes flashed cold.

However, he took a deep breath, but he held it back!

Although xingzizhen's attitude is very bad at this time, Chen Feng is not willing to directly stretch out his hand and grab it.

Chen Feng now has the strength to rob!

Chen Feng said faintly, "elder Xingzi, you didn't even listen. How do you know I can't discuss with you?"

Said he stretched out his hand, "how about we go in and talk?"

Fortunately, seeing Chen Feng's performance like this, he was stunned at first, and then showed a hint of clarity.

He thought he had understood the purpose of Chen Feng's coming.

"This boy must have something to ask me, so he's so polite!"

He didn't know that Chen Feng was unwilling to rob, so he was so polite. Instead, he thought that Chen Feng was begging for himself, which was really ridiculous.

He raised his chin and said proudly, "young man, you are not qualified to talk to me!"

With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed out, "get out!"

At this time, his attitude is more disdainful than just now.

Not only he, but also the other disciples, after seeing this scene, the panic on their faces also dispersed.

Because this scene fell in their eyes, that is, Chen Feng only dared to greet their master with a smile in the face of his scolding.

"Then why are we afraid of Chen Feng? Chen Feng must have something to ask master this time!"

"Yes, didn't you see Chen Feng's low?"

"Haha, don't be afraid of him this time."

As a result, the expressions on their faces became arrogant and arrogant.

From time to time, a few words of sarcasm against Chen Feng came from the crowd.

"Chen Feng, do you have today?"

"Chen Feng, don't you come here and beg us obediently? No matter how crazy you are, no matter how arrogant you are!"

"Yes, Chen Feng, look at you now. You really look like a dog begging for mercy."

When the last sentence came out, Chen Feng flashed a sharp light in his eyes and suddenly turned back.

His eyes suddenly fell on a tall and thin man in his forties in the crowd.

Chen Feng stared at him and said word by word, "what do you call me?"

Facing Chen Feng's icy and murderous eyes, the tall and thin man immediately trembled heavily.

He stepped back two steps in succession, with a strong sense of fear in his eyes.

He had seen with his own eyes how terrible Chen Feng was.

But he knows how powerful Chen Feng is!

And just now he said this sentence in a moment of excitement. After saying it, he regretted it!

But at this time, it is difficult to ride a tiger.

Chen Feng stared at him, his eyes cold, and the killing came to an end.

Now, if he wants to shrink back, how can he raise his head in front of the martial brothers in the future?

He looked around and saw that people around him were hiding away from him, as if afraid of being implicated by him.

And their eyes are full of schadenfreude.

The tall and thin man suddenly felt a fire in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Feng, shouting, "I'm just talking about you. What's the matter?"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, "good, good!"

He no longer paid attention to the tall and thin man, but turned to look at Yuko Zhen.

At this time, the smile on Chen Feng's face has disappeared, replaced by a trace of cold.

He slowly stretched out three fingers.

"What do you mean? Ah?" Yuko really asked.

Chen Feng said faintly, "it's no more than three."

"Just now I have been patient twice. Now I Chen Feng asked you for the third and last time, are you willing to have a good talk with me?"

Lucky son really listened, first stunned, then furious!

"Chen Feng, Xiaozi, who do you think you are? Who do you think you are?"

"You still talk to me. You haven't had more than three times? What kind of thing are you? You deserve it?"