The fog came suddenly and dissipated quickly. When the fog dissipated, everyone opened their mouths and looked ahead in disbelief.ww╲w㊣ (⊙o⊙)…
"Chen, Chen Feng?" Zhang Long rubbed his eyes vigorously and almost fainted.
Not far away, I saw Chen Feng standing upright in the white snow, his long robe swaying with the cold wind. His eyes without any emotion were like a god and Buddha looking down on the people, staring ahead, and beside him
, a handsome man dressed entirely in white as snow, his gown was already stained with blood, and he died tragically on the spot.
During the entire process, the man in white didn't even have time to utter a cry of surprise before he turned into a bloody corpse, leaving only his horrified and twisted head.
There was silence in the field, and everyone looked at Chen Feng stupidly, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Chen Feng looked at the Yinshan people indifferently and suddenly showed a bright smile. However, in the eyes of everyone at this time, Chen Feng's smile was worse than the biting cold wind.
, a bit colder, making people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts.
Wang Tao looked at Chen Feng tremblingly, his lips colliding with each other involuntarily, shaking like chaff.
"Kill...kill him..." Wang Tao grabbed the spear tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.
Wang Tao felt despair in his heart. He had never thought that the Qiu family, which had declined, could still have such great power. If he had known this, he would not have bothered to swim in this muddy water even if he made his ancestor angry.
When everyone in the Yinshan Sect heard Wang Tao's roar, they retreated instead of advancing. They swallowed hard, and the hesitation in their eyes kept flickering.
On weekdays, they rely on the name of the ancestors of Yinshan to dominate the market, but today is different from the past. This is related to their own wealth and life.
When Wang Tao saw everyone's performance, he was furious and couldn't help but cursed: "You bunch of trash, do you think you can stay with the ancestor after cutting off your arms? The ancestor needs trash like you? He just uses
Use some magic to kill senior brother, if everyone works together, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!"
Wang Tao worked hard to encourage everyone, and Chen Feng looked at him with interest, seemingly not in a hurry.
Zhang Long saw that Chen Feng was so powerful, and he wisely retreated to the carriage. However, no one noticed that the curtains of the carriage where Qiu ### was, slowly opened at some point, revealing a pair of autumn water that was as touching as the autumn water.
Her beautiful eyes were looking at Chen Feng quietly.
Wang Tao's words made everyone in the Yinshan Sect feel a little relieved. After all, there was a heavy fog just now, and no one could see how the senior brother died.
Maybe it's true as Wang Tao said, the other party just used some evil method. If we all attack together, we might not only be able to kill the other party, but also get huge credit.
Thinking of this, a few brave ones slowly drew out their weapons and walked slowly to Wang Tao, but their eyes were fixed on Chen Feng.
Human nature is often like this. As long as one person takes the lead, things will be much easier to handle. After a short moment, everyone in the Yinshan Sect seemed to have regained their usual ruthless arrogance. They looked at Chen Feng with hatred, as if they wanted to kill him.
Scratching is normal.
"Wang Tao, are you bullying me, the Qiu family of Changshan Mansion?" Zhang Long saw Chen Feng outnumbered and outnumbered. He grasped the broad knife in his hand and shouted angrily.
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the Qiu family took two steps and wanted to step forward to help Chen Feng, but Chen Feng stretched out his hand to stop everyone and said in a deep voice.
"Your mission is to protect Qiu###, there is no need to worry here!" Chen Feng's voice was as deep as water, and without realizing it, he had a hint of domineering, which no one could question.
Zhang Long was stunned, then looked at the carriage behind him, nodded vigorously, and ordered everyone to return to their original positions, but his eyes were nervously looking at Chen Feng.
Sixty or seventy people from the Yinshan Sect came this time. They were all well-known people in the world, and their skills were also very good. Chen Feng quietly watched the people surrounding him, but kept a faint smile on his lips.
"Have you decided?" Chen Feng murmured softly, as if he was chatting with an old friend in a relaxed and concise manner, but to everyone's ears it sounded like the loud war song before the battle began.
"Kill 7e!" Wang Tao shouted, and the spear in his hand turned into a silver dragon, making a sound of piercing the air, and rushed towards Chen Feng. At the same time, sixty or seventy people took action one after another, and the weapons in their hands brought out bursts of cold light.
Under the reflection of the snow light, it looked cold and frightening.
Chen Feng didn't move where he was, just looking at the crowd and sighing, then he touched the air with one hand, and a thin sword appeared out of thin air.
Chen Feng looked at the thin sword in his hand and chuckled: "Master, it seems that staying away from killing may not be suitable for me!"
After saying that, Chen Feng raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his dark eyes instantly turned scarlet. At the same time, Chen Feng stepped slightly with his feet, and his whole person turned into shadows and rushed directly into the crowd.
Among the crowd, sword light danced, blood flew everywhere, and Chen Feng's figure was still there on the entire battlefield. All that was left was the hazy shadow and the sword light filling the sky.
Chen Feng is like a ghost, and his movements are extremely fast. Every time he swings his sword, it will bring a bloody storm, causing screams and screams, and the white ground will instantly turn into a field of blood.
"Ah 7e!" The heart-stopping scream sounded again. The snow was already covered with broken limbs. Wang Tao slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.
All I could see was that blood and snow had intertwined into a disgusting and unusual picture in this cold winter, and in this picture, a man covered in blood was looking at him with a smile.
"You, don't come over, don't come over..." Wang Tao put his hands on the ground like a madman and backed away, repeating mechanically, "Don't come over."
Chen Feng still smiled and thought about Wang Tao as he walked away. Every time his feet stepped on the snow, they would make a squeaking sound, which was extremely harsh in this weird scene.
"Ah 7e!"
After a roar that resounded throughout the world, Wang Tao died. When Chen Feng walked up to him, he was frightened to death. In the cold wind, Wang Tao's eyes stood out, and his mouth and forehead were filled with blood.
The blue veins announced the end of the matter.
The cold wind blew by, swaying Chen Feng's blood-stained gown. Chen Feng looked at Wang Tao silently, with his back to Zhang Long and others, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Zhang Long looked at Chen Feng quietly, feeling confused. He could not express his feelings at this time. He did not know how to face Chen Feng, who had saved him once, because he was afraid. As an outsider, he
He had a strong fear of Chen Feng's aloof figure, and he knew that the man in front of him might be the nightmare of his life.
"It's time to hit the road. Can I still get a ride?" Chen Feng slowly turned his head, revealing a row of white teeth on his blood-stained face.
Zhang Long swallowed hard, then ###### his lips were dry, trying hard to say something, but in the end, he could only nod helplessly.
Chen Feng smiled softly and walked towards the last carriage...
