After years of hard work, his foundation was destroyed. Yan Fengbo was very sad, but more doubts and fears.

The general altar of the storm building was blown to pieces in front of him, but he didn't even see the shadow of the person who shot it. Such a powerful opponent could not help but make his scalp numb. He didn't know when he offended the powerful existence of this monster.

Although the storm building is a killer organization, it is different from other forces. They always carefully consider the pros and cons before accepting the task. If they encounter a troublesome role, they will push off the business even if they give up the rich reward.

This point was compared by the "no rejection" Li Tiange. No wonder when others mentioned the first killer organization, they first thought of Li Tiange rather than his storm building. Who would like such merchants who refuse guests?

Because of this, many people have died in their hands over the years, but no one has the ability to retaliate against them. Even if one or two killers are plotted by others occasionally, it is only a rare accident.

Looking back at his life's hard work in the flames, Yan Fengbo clenched his teeth and his eyes were staring and bleeding. He was so angry that he just wanted to immediately kill into the sea of fire and break the guy who committed the arson!

However, the only calm left in his mind constantly reminds him that he must exercise restraint. Now, thousands of disciples in the headquarters of the storm building have fallen, and there are no soldiers and generals around him. How can he fight with the murderer with unfathomable strength?

Looking at the city behind him that has not been reduced to a sea of fire, Yan Fengbo's face is dignified. He knows that there are not many experts left in this area. If not counting the outsiders who don't listen to him, he can control 100% of his troops, but only two double helpers of Wu Jun at most.

In the current situation, even if they fought side by side with him, it would not help. After all, the "four King Kong" under his command is his right and left arm, but today his two arms were unloaded.

"Today, I have to retreat for a while. When I turn back and revive the offensive, I will share life and death with this bastard!"

After weighing the pros and cons, the man turned around and ran away.

At this time, in the ruins of the completely collapsed storm building, the burning flame suddenly became restless, and several fire dragons were rolled up to form a flame corridor. Then one person walked out of the flame corridor leisurely with a big knife.

"Why, my hometown has been demolished. Even if Lord Yan doesn't dare to fight with me, he should say a few cruel words! Why don't you even dare to fart and want to run away with his tail?"

Coldly looking at the storm in mid air, the landlord turned and wanted to escape. Tang Lichuan's contemptuous smile became more brilliant.

"Who are you? Why did you destroy my disciples and my altar?"

Yan Fengbo, who was going to escape, saw the other party show up on his own initiative. As the leader of the sect, he was bullied like this. If he didn't show some courage, he might become a laughing stock in the martial arts world in the future.

Even knowing the great disparity in strength between the two sides, Yan Fengbo still stopped running away and confronted Tang Lichuan. However, he imagined the image of the murderer more than once in his heart, but he was still shocked when he saw Tang Lichuan's so young appearance.

"Oh, huyanbei made such a big noise to kill me. Why does Tang have such no sense of existence in your eyes? Nearly half of the city was destroyed and the general hall was completely turned into ashes. You can't guess who I am..."

Tang Lichuan couldn't help but show a funny smile, shook his head slowly and said, "it seems that you are born to be a confused ghost!"

"Lord Huyan? Your last name is Tang?"

From Tang Lichuan's words, Yan Fengbo quickly captured several useful intelligence, and there was only one thing related to Huyan paradox in a short time.

Thinking of this, the storm landlord's cold sweat couldn't stop falling down. He was shocked and said, "you are the new Sanhe mansion king, Tang Lichuan? You're not dead?"

Seeing Tang Lichuan standing in front of him, and ruining his lifelong efforts, Yan Fengbo, who had never taken this business seriously, was completely shocked.

The reason why he didn't pay so much attention to "this business" was that he couldn't even recognize Tang Lichuan standing in front of him. It's not that he didn't want to flatter Huyan and deliberately slowed down, even ignoring the portrait in the killing order.

Just from the beginning, he knew that the first merit of this deal had nothing to do with his storm building. After all, Li Tiange sent Xu Guanzhi, known as the first killer of Li Tiange.

His subordinates were not a bit worse than Xu Guanzhi, so from beginning to end, he just held the idea of "participation" and sent his subordinates to assassinate Tang Lichuan. It was just that he had to show his loyalty to Huyan.

However, it was this little thing he didn't care about that caused today's great disaster.

Tang Lichuan stood here, and he didn't receive any intelligence. At least one thing can be confirmed, that is, Li Tiange and the assassins he sent missed, and it is very likely that Tang Lichuan has even killed him.

One move was miscalculated and lost all the games. He never dreamed that a new governor had such exaggerated strength. If there were regret medicine in the world, he would never choose to be the enemy of Tang Lichuan.

Seeing the other party's fear expression completely in his eyes, Tang Lichuan did not directly kill him, and his intention was fully achieved.

Simple death is not enough to offset the lives of those fallen subordinates. Only by letting the behind the scenes feel afraid and die in despair can we comfort the innocent souls who died under these killers.

As soon as the corners of his mouth turned up, Tang Lichuan was like a cat playing with a mouse. He smiled calmly and said, "since we understand why your storm building was demolished, we can continue. If you want to run, please help yourself. Tang let you breathe three times!"

How dare the little boy make a move to him? What a shame!

However, for Yan Fengbo, who was frightened, he didn't care about any shame and glory. He was flustered and released all the breath of Wu Jun, and his whole body was wrapped in a blue light that couldn't be looked at directly.

With a roar of whew, the cyan light was a hundred points, and swept away rapidly in a different direction. It seemed that he wanted to confuse Tang Lichuan's judgment with this means of interference, so as to fight for the chance to escape for himself.

"Oh, Wu Jun, the strong? Storm landlord? Isn't it a lost dog?"

Tang Lichuan, who carried the knife on his shoulder, just watched the other party's action of running for his life with a smile on his mouth. It seems that he won't stop it even after three breaths.

One of the masterminds behind the scenes who sent people to sneak into his territory to kill. Did Tang Lichuan let it go so easily?

No, of course not!

He didn't do it because he didn't need to do it. Before he came out of the sea of fire, he had paved the road to death for Yan Fengbo.

His eyelids turned slightly towards the sky, but he saw that the sky reddened by the fire had become dark. At the top of the dark sky, a huge black sun like a meteorite was falling towards the city below. It was large enough to cover the whole city!

The terrorist energy contained in this blow is far from the normal "falling sun and sinking", but a blow to destroy the city!