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Chapter 810, Lu Nanfeng, die!

It doesn't matter if I kill you, a member of the Lu family?

If you want to die, I can give you a ride! With two simple words, everyone in the audience was completely shocked.

How arrogant is this?

How arrogant is this?

Everyone looked at Qin Feng in a strange way.

To this day, no one dares to deny Qin Feng's power, and no one dares to challenge Qin Feng anymore, but this is Lu Nanfeng! Even in the martial arts, he is an absolute first-class master! Crazy

.

Qin Feng was absolutely furious and really crazy.

His self-confidence was so overwhelming! Even Qiu Tianyue, who was one of the few at the scene and stood with Qin Feng from the bottom of his heart, frowned slightly when he heard the latter's words, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Then, worry.

Qiu Tianyue never expected that Ji Shihua would even invite Lu Nanfeng to today's engagement feast. With such a lineup, Qin Feng's life was absolutely guaranteed to be here! A feeling of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

The reason why Qiu Tianyue appeared here was to help Qin Feng at the critical moment, but now it seems that she is also powerless.

In fact, from the moment Lu Lingtian appeared, his enemies could no longer help Qin Feng in this struggle, because in the face of absolute force, all feelings and status were almost nonsense.

Also worried is Qiu Mengdie.

From beginning to end, her hands were clasped tightly. At this moment, she wanted to stand next to Qin Feng to make him look less lonely, but her reason did not allow it.

Lu Nanfeng, this is an absolutely perfect master, but a weak woman, besides causing trouble to Qin Feng, what else can she do?

"Why am I not a master?

Why?"

This was the first time in Qiu Mengdie's life that she felt angry because of force.

When Lu Nanfeng heard Qin Feng's two words, he became furious: "He is a member of my Lu family, so why not kill him? I'm here today, and you, a rambunctious kid, can't even hope to survive!"

The words just fell.

Phew! Lu Nanfeng stomped his foot, and the huge force caused the ground under his feet to crack open for several meters in radius, as if the entire Nightingale Villa was trembling.

At the same time, his tall and straight figure also flew towards Qin Feng like a sword.

But in an instant, Lu Nanfeng came to Qin Feng and punched with thunder.

Qin Feng raised his eyes, feeling happy and fearless, and shook hands with his fist.

Bang! The two fists collided, and there was a faint sound of explosion.

Then, each step back ten steps.

The picture freezes.

Everyone was horrified again.

The results of this competition are too intuitive.

Even if he goes head-to-head with masters like Lu Nanfeng, Qin Feng still won't fall behind?

This... a group of martial arts laymen can see some tricks, how could Lu Nanfeng himself be the same?

Feeling the faint pain coming from his fist bones, Lu Nanfeng frowned, and a look of solemnity emerged in his deep eyes. At the same time, his murderous intention became more determined and sharp.

He already has such strength at a young age. If it were a few years later, would it still be possible?

This kind of person is a great joy to be a friend, but if he is an enemy, he must be killed! Lu Nanfeng raised his head, looked deeply at Qin Feng and said: "Very good, there is no one who can take one punch from me and not fall down. It has been many years."

Yes, but...because of this, you must die today!"

Lu Nanfeng's body moved again, with great force and resoluteness.

As Qin Feng looked at the rushing figure, his sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

He had to admit that this Lu Nanfeng was indeed the most dangerous person he had met since returning to China.

Even throughout Qin Feng's life, he has never met such a powerful master so far.

Of course, except Lang Canghai... Lu Nanfeng came to Qin Feng again.

"I have a fist that I have been practicing for thirty years. It's called Kongling Fist."

Lu Nanfeng's ferocious laughter came: "Boy, if you can let me use this punch, you are considered capable!"

It is obvious that Lu Nanfeng is a decisive and decisive person.

After realizing Qin Feng's danger, he did not waste any energy and took action again, already using his most powerful killing move, the Ethereal Fist.

This ethereal fist is well-known in the martial arts world. It is mainly due to its changeability, flexibility and strength. If it is not an opponent with a huge disparity in strength, it will be difficult to quickly find flaws in actual combat.

And opponents with disparity in strength don't need any flaws.

Lu Nanfeng took action.

He used his hands together, with his feet as a supplement, and his fists were wide open and closed, but also meticulous and meticulous. He punched dozens of times in a row, almost in an instant, directly blocking all Qin Feng's paths.

Bang! There was a muffled sound, and his fist landed on Qin Feng's chest.

Qin Feng's face darkened, and he took a few steps back on the spot. After forcibly stabilizing his body, his tiger body trembled.

Poof! A mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Ji Shihua, who had been holding his breath almost the whole time, finally showed a smile on his face and cheered excitedly: "Okay, Mr. Lu Nanfeng is very skilled!"

Everyone else at the scene also shouted in surprise.

Qiu Mengdie's face changed horribly: "Qin Feng..." Qiu Tianyue frowned and closed her beautiful eyes, unable to bear to continue watching... Lu Nanfeng laughed loudly: "Crazy kid, look at my ethereal fist.

,how?"

"sharp."

Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed again: "It's awesome, but it's still a little short of the mark."

Others were shocked.

Lu Nanfeng's laughter also stopped abruptly, and he immediately became furious: "If you keep talking harshly even when you are about to die, you will die!"

Lu Nanfeng took action with anger and another set of ethereal fists.

Qin Feng closed his eyes.

Everyone thought he had given up, just like a terminal cancer patient giving up treatment.

Qin Feng opened his eyes again.

When he opened his eyes again, his whole person seemed to have changed. What exactly had changed, it seemed unclear for a while.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes as he looked at Lu Nanfeng's driver who was punching him repeatedly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderous punch.

Bang! There was a muffled sound, and Lu Nanfeng's body suddenly stiffened, his fists stagnant in mid-air, and there was no movement at all, as if he had suddenly turned into a sculpture.

The cheers suddenly stopped.

The smile on Ji Shihua's face solidified.

Everyone's expressions were petrified.

Qiu Mengdie's expression was dull.

Qiu Tianyue also opened his eyes curiously... "This..." Lu Nanfeng widened his eyes and looked at Qin Feng for a second, then lowered his head and stared at the fist on his chest for a long time.

Unable to recover, his face was full of shock: "How is this possible?

How is that possible?"

"I'm afraid you've been practicing Kongling Fist for thirty years, but it's not as good as the Kongling Fist I've been practicing for three months."

Qin Feng's indifferent laughter sounded: "Next, how about you take a look at my ethereal fist?"

The words fell.

Qin Feng used both fists at the same time, supplemented by his feet. His fists were wide open and closed, and he was meticulous and precise. He punched dozens of times in a row, almost in an instant, completely blocking all Lu Nanfeng's paths.

Bang bang bang! Luo Ze’s incessant muffled sound resounded.

Qin Feng's bullets were all fired.

Lu Nanfeng stood there, motionless, becoming a real wooden stake.

Finally, the muffled sound stopped.

Qin Feng stood calmly.

Lu Nanfeng's body was stiff and he was bleeding from all his orifices.
Chapter completed!
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