Jiang Wufeng, who was arranging people, was surprised when they heard the news. Then they looked up and saw Chen Fei falling from the sky.
Suddenly, the eyes of the three people were cold and fierce.
Then, with Chen Fei's words, the atmosphere became angry.
Liang Yizhou narrowed his eyes. The fat on his face squeezed his eyes to a seam.
He sneered and said, "Chen Fei is arrogant."
Meng Dongyang looked serious, stared at Chen Fei and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid this boy has some strength."
Jiang Wufeng looked indifferent and confident, and said in a voice, "this boy has played in our Pharmacist Association before. His strength is about Jiuchong in the soul realm of the Yuan Dynasty."
"Although not vulgar, in the face of our army, it is just a turtle in a jar."
While saying this, Jiang Wufeng glanced at Meng Dongyang.
Because he, Jiang Wufeng, is a warrior of the Yuan Dynasty. The city Lord of Meng Dongyang, not to mention, has the triple strength of Yuan fetal territory.
Under the siege of these two people and more than 280 yuan soul level five masters, Chen Fei can be said to have no way to escape, but only a dead end.
Jiang Wufeng, with a confident look on his face, looked at Chen Fei falling from the sky, smiled and said, "I didn't expect that my Pharmacist Association had such a talented disciple this year. It's my faux pas that I, the vice president, just came out of the Customs at the moment."
Chen Fei looked at Jiang Wufeng, who pretended to be a posture. He looked cold and asked impolitely, "are you the main messenger about my master Du Nanxing?"
Jiang Wufeng was stunned. Unexpectedly, Chen Fei was so direct.
Immediately, the smile on his face was one of Lin, looked at Chen Fei and said in a deep voice: "what's not it? What's it?"
Chen Fei said coldly, "if so, die!"
Hearing the speech, Jiang Wufeng flashed a cold and fierce look in his eyes, stared at Chen Fei and said coldly, "if you want me to die, it depends on whether you have this ability."
On one side, Meng Dongyang and Liang Yizhou made a sound immediately.
"Boy, get caught quickly."
"Thief, bow down and plead guilty. Maybe we can spare your life."
Chen Fei ignored their words, but looked at Jiang Wufeng and said, "I'll ask you again. Are you the main messenger?"
Jiang Wufeng's eyes sank and a flash of anger flashed on his face.
After all, as Jiang Wufeng, no one dared to question him face to face in Muxiang city for many years.
This is a naked slap at Jiang Wufeng, challenging his authority.
So, Jiang Wufeng's face sank, raised his hand and gave an order, "kill!"
In an instant, more than 100 martial artists from the Pharmacist Association rushed out to kill Chen Feichong.
Seeing this, Chen Fei gently shook his head, looked at Jiang Wufeng and said, "I dare not deny it, so it's default."
"Since you are the messenger of the Lord, you have to die."
With that, Chen Fei rushed to kill the soldiers.
Meng Dongyang roared, and the warrior of the city guard in his hand also rushed to kill.
The fat Liang Yizhou shrunk his neck, raised a small green flag and waved it.
Therefore, the warrior of Muxiang firm also rushed to kill.
In an instant, more than 280 martial artists surrounded Chen Fei.
The roar of fighting and killing shook the whole street.
Seeing this, Chen Fei felt a chill in his eyes. His shoulders shook slightly. His Qi burst out without concealment.
In an instant, an extremely violent breath was aroused from him, and then impacted hundreds of martial artists below.
Feeling Chen Fei's breath, Jiang Wufeng, Meng Dongyang and Liang Yizhou blinked their eyes together.