C8 Yangwei

"Lu Feng, don't think that just because you sneaked an attack on me yesterday that you were that powerful.

Hurry up and kneel down to Young Master Mo. Perhaps if you are in a good mood, you might show mercy and let you die in a less painful way!

"Hahaha!"

Yesterday, Song Hao, who had been knocked unconscious by Lu Feng, was the first to jump out and point at Lu Feng.

Towards this kind of defeated opponent, Lu Feng's face didn't even raise the corners of his eyes. He treated the other party like air and only looked at Mo Bufan's performance in amusement.

Seeing Lu Feng not saying a word, the group of people that Mo Feimu brought all let loose.

"Could this trash have been scared silly? Why don't you dare say another word? "

"Humph!" Lu Feng is just a piece of trash. Even though he only grew a good set of skin, he was unable to cultivate! "

"This kind of trash relies on his family background or else he would have died who knows how many times already!"

"To our Young Master, his identity as the Lu Family's Second Young Master is not good. Let's see how he will die this time!"

"… …"

Listening to the discussions of his subordinates, Mo Fan did not blame them. Instead, he was overjoyed. With the discussions of these people, he had saved himself a lot of saliva. He believed that Lu Feng had been scared silly.

Speaking of which, Mo Bufan was pretty unlucky. His fiancee was a genius, and everyone in the city praised her for her beauty.

However, a freak like Lu Feng, who was unable to cultivate, had actually seen through his goddess-like fiancee to the point that he had no choice but to cancel the engagement. This was simply too shameful and humiliating.

Yesterday, Mo Bufan had heard from someone that the Lu Clan's trash had successfully escaped from the Greencloud Mountain Range and returned to Greencloud City in a sorry state.

This was not good news for Mo Bufan.

Although the Lu Clan and the Jiang Clan had reached an agreement to send Lu Feng into the depths of the Greencloud Mountain Range, allowing him to fend for himself, in Mo Feiman's opinion, as long as Lu Feng did not die, his shame would never be washed away.

Therefore, all of them were extremely displeased with the return of Lu Feng.

It just so happened that the younger generation of the Four Great Families were on good terms with Mo Bufan, which had formed the power of the next generation with Mo Bufan as their leader. Mo Bufan was using this advantage to bring the disciples of the Yao and Song Families together, and when Lu Feng stepped out of the Lu Manor, he swore to take Lu Feng's life.

This morning, the spies arranged for him outside the Lu Residence had sent Mo Feinfan a message regarding Lu Feng's departure.

Mo Feiman immediately gathered his men and hurried over to the commercial street. He successfully stopped the Lu Feng siblings.

Looking at how calm and relaxed Lu Feng was, Mo Wufan felt a surge of killing intent in his heart.

"Lu Feng, don't think that you can escape my wrath just by not saying anything.

To tell you the truth, today is the day that you, Lu Feng, will die! " Mo Bufan retracted his fan, pointed at Lu Feng and cursed.

Lu Feng sighed and said to Mo Fan, "Mo Bufan, I will only say this once. It's up to you whether you believe me or not.

That day, I was drunk and was framed by a traitor, so I showed up there, but that wasn't my intention!

Since the words have already been said, no matter what course of action you take, it will all be up to you! "

"Hahaha!"

Fan Yangtian laughed out loud.

"Lu Feng, the situation has reached such a stage that the two of us will not rest until one of us dies!"

Do you think I will let you off with just a few words of your sophistry?

I heard that you ambushed Song Hao yesterday and defeated him.

Finishing his sentence, Mo Bufan pounced on Lu Feng.

"Please wait, Young Master Mo!"

A loud shout stopped Mo Fan.

Mo Fan turned his head and saw that the two of them were the Yao Family's cultural relics brothers, Yao Wen and Yao Wu. The one who spoke was Yao Wen.

Seeing Mo Bufan look at him with an unfriendly face, Yao Wen took a step forward and said, "Young Master Mo, it's just a piece of trash killing me, why do you have to go through all this trouble?

"I am not a talented brother, and am willing to help young master Mo kill this staff!"

Then, Yao Wen called out to Yao Wu and went up to Lu Feng together, saying, "Lu Feng, us brothers have trained together since childhood, and have always fought together. If you're scared, you can kill yourself. I'll give you this chance."

"Humph!" A villain who was the accomplice of a tiger!

If you want to start, then hurry up. This young master still needs to go home and eat! " Lu Feng disdainfully said.

"Sharp mouth!"

"Lu Feng, I want to see if you can still be so arrogant later on!"

Yao Wu shouted coldly as he struck out with his palm towards Lu Feng.

Seeing that his little brother had made his move, Yao Wen was naturally unwilling to fall behind. He also sent a palm strike fiercely towards Lu Feng.

Seeing the Yao brothers besieging Lu Feng, the surrounding crowd burst into cheers. In their opinion, with the Yao brothers' middle Houtian realm cultivation, let alone two of them, even if they were alone, it was still not something that a piece of trash like Lu Feng could handle.

In a split-second, the Yao brothers attacked Lu Feng.

Without even looking at the domineering palms of the two brothers, Lu Feng waved his sleeves and faced the two Yao brothers.

Seeing that Lu Feng did not dodge, the Yao brothers were overjoyed. Yesterday, when they heard from Song Hao that Lu Feng was extremely fast, the two of them were worried that they would not be able to subdue Lu Feng in one move.

Using the True Essence in his body, the Yao Brothers' imposing manner rose even higher, wanting to kill Lu Feng with their bare hands.

It was too late. It was too soon!

The Yao brothers' palms that were filled with Zhen Yuan collided with Lu Feng's palms.

With a loud 'bang', the wind created by the palm strike caused the clothes of the servants nearby to flutter.

Ah!

Ah!

Two miserable shrieks sounded.

They were the brothers of the Yao family. Under the contact of the dense Zhen Yuan of Lu Feng, they immediately retreated and both fell to the ground in front of Mo Bufan. Their faces were pale as paper and they could not get up again.

Everyone was shocked. Had Lu Feng really had a fortuitous encounter? In just a few short days, why did it seem as though he was a completely different person? Even the famous Yao Family brothers of the younger generation in Greencloud City were not his match.

He did not expect Lu Feng to be so powerful, but he had already said what he had just said. Moreover, he did not believe that Lu Feng could have such a high cultivation, not to mention that his Young Master Mo was at the late Houtian realm and was definitely one of the top young masters in the entire Greencloud City.

"Lu Feng, die!"

He waved the folding fan in his hand, and it was as if a phoenix had risen into the sky. The folding fan struck towards the center of Lu Feng's brows.

Lu Feng turned his body to the side and glanced at Mo Bufan.

Seeing Lu Feng evading his move, Mo Bufan was even more enraged. He waved his right hand and the fan swept towards Lu Feng's neck, using another move to sweep away his opponent.

Lu Feng took a step back, dodging Mo Feiman's hand, and said, "Mo Feimu, considering how difficult it is for you to cultivate, this young master will give you a chance. You should stop."

After being dodged by Lu Feng for two moves, Mo Bufan's eyes turned red as he stared at Lu Feng. The golden chicken nodded its head and swept towards Lu Feng. At the same time, his finger gently pressed on the handle of the fan as a needle silently shot towards Lu Feng's throat.