Chapter 2407

Douwu platform in the south of the city, at this moment, a series of screams sounded, a stream of blood splashed up, all the ground around the douwu platform dyed a bright red.

The onlookers, who had retreated tens of meters away, were shocked and excited to see the scene.

Song wensong, who was originally elegant, now fell on the ground covered with blood and stains on his long shirt and ran away.

"Wen'er, no --" Song Qiyuan rushed over, hugged his son and yelled wildly.

"Er --" Song Qiyuan was stunned. Then he turned his head and saw his son Song Wen, who was not far away from him. He fell into a pool of blood with a look of astonishment.

Then, a scream of "ah" came out.

All of a sudden, Chen Fei's body flickered, pulled out a shadow, whew out of the air.

Just when song Qiyuan is ready to let Chen Fei admit his punishment.

"In this case, now be obedient, or else --"

Song Qiyuan said with a proud sneer, "you just understand."

"It seems that I understand a truth, no matter where, fist is the hard truth." Chen Fei sneered.

"Good, good, worthy of Zhenwu family, worthy of Wudao family."

This appearance made Chen Fei sneer.

Indeed, for him, to offend such a big family as the Song family for the sake of an uninformed outsider is not worth the loss.

"Cough, this, I -" the person in charge's eyes twinkled and didn't respond.

Chen Fei cold eyes looking at all this, turned to look at the person in charge, deep voice quality asked: "Zhenwu family set the rules, is that it?"

For a time, the scene instead set off an upsurge against Chen Fei.

Some people even confuse black and white and say that Chen Fei is the culprit.

This group of people, even shamelessly and directly denied the existence of douwutai competition, said they didn't know about it.

………

"Yes, douwutai competition may be a one-sided statement of some people, just an excuse."

"What I see is only this outsider, step down and do less to Wen."

"Yes, he said Wen Shao and he agreed to compete in douwu platform, but Wen Shao didn't go to douwu platform at all!"

"Is Wen Shao on the douwu stage? I didn't see that just now. "

Some people who are active in their mind turn their eyes and flatter the Song family.

In the face of song Qiyuan's question, the onlookers immediately bowed their heads and retreated, indicating that it was none of their business.

"Now, who wants to say anything else?"

But song Qiyuan didn't give him face at all. He said in a deep voice: "I don't care so much. Song Wen is my son. Anyone who dares to move him is the enemy of my song family."

"Of course, people's lives are at stake. If we all sit down and have a good talk, we can settle it peacefully." The person in charge made a vague round.

"Here, cough, we --" the person in charge, with a puzzled expression on his face, paused for a moment, looked at Song Qiyuan and said in a voice, "Song Qiyuan, son Song Wen was defeated on the platform just now. According to the rules, the winner can dispose of the loser at will. "

Chen Fei saw such a scene, gently frowned, glanced at the people of the Song family in front of him, then turned his eyes to the person in charge on one side, and asked in a voice: "the Song family openly violated the rules of douwutai, such unruly behavior, don't you care?"

Such a scene, let Zonghan, Chen Ziling they can not help but worry, want to persuade Chen Fei, but in the end did not speak.

War is imminent.

"How dare you Song Qifei suddenly drew out his weapons.

Chen Fei's face was still cold. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward and continued: "rules are rules. If they fail, they will die."

"He's my son, dare you do it!" Song Qiyuan grits his teeth and glares at Chen Fei.

"By the rules, they're at my disposal."

Chen Fei looked at Song Qiyuan coldly and said, "your son of the Song family competed with me on the martial arts platform. He lost."

Song Qiyuan raises his son Song Wen and hands him over to his servants. Then he stares at Chen Fei coldly and says in a cold voice, "how dare you, kill my son of the Song family in public here."

The Song family is vast and mighty. A group of dozens of people are standing under the fighting platform at the moment. They look at Chen Fei coldly, almost killing people.

"Wow

At the same time, song Hongyu, behind him, starts to fight. He shoots a Qi awn, flies out quickly, hits the Qi blade in Chen Fei's hand, and saves Song Wen.

"Wener, I'm here." Song Qiyuan gave a sharp drink.

Tearful face, instantly full of excitement, quickly cried: "father, help me. Chen Fei wants to kill me. Please help me

In the discussion, Song Wen on the ground naturally noticed the visitors.

………

"The demigod masters are all out. The Song family is serious.""And in the back, that's song Hongyu, the worship of the Song family, a demigod master."

"That, that's song Qiyuan. Wen Shao's father is here."

"The Song family is coming."

On their green shirts, on their left chest is embroidered the sign of an ancient building, which is the emblem of the Song family.

All of them were wearing blue shirts and holding swords.

In the eyes of people's attention, smoke blots out the sun, and a group of people rush here quickly.

In an instant, the eyes of all the people present were attracted by the sound and turned to look at it.

"Hold hands!"

At this critical moment, a whistling came from far and near.

Seeing Chen Fei in front of him, the air blade in his hand has been waved, with the breath of death, Song Wen uttered a cry of horror.

"No -"

"death is the best guarantee."

Chen Fei's face was cold. He shook his head gently and said in a voice, "Your Song family's guarantee is meaningless."

"I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong. We, the Song family, don't dare to fight against you any more, I promise. " Wen cried.

"Rules are rules. The Song family is also the Zhenwu family. Naturally, they have to abide by the rules." Chen Fei's words are cold, and his steps follow the blood on the ground step by step.

Behind him, one of the famous song family thugs he brought with him is now all in a pool of blood with no breath.

"No, don't kill me, don't --" Song Wen screamed in horror, marching toward the crowded place.

Behind him, a cold face of Chen Fei stepped forward, his right hand breathing air sword, like death's sickle.

But his son in his arms, the breath gradually dissipated, the body cold up.

"Chen Fei, you, you killed my son. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to tear you to pieces. " The furious song Qiyuan screams, stares at Chen Fei and gnashes his teeth. He seems to be going crazy.

"Song Hongyu, do it, kill him!" Song Qiyuan gave an order.