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Chapter 3251 Qingmang

In the restaurant, many foreigners who were watching the excitement were also attracted by this figure.

The location where Zhuo Wen is located is really too remote. Although it is by the window, it is the most remote place among the window locations.

If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to notice this.

Now Zhuo Wen stood up, and all the foreigners in the restaurant looked surprised.

But soon, the already bustling restaurant erupted in noise.

Many people did not expect that Zhuo Wen, who had been rumored in Fengxue City in recent times, was actually in this restaurant, drinking leisurely. Is this guy smart?

"Didn't you say that Zhuo Wen killed the three commanders of Fengxue City? Why is the aura on his body so weak? It seems that there is only the Creator?"

"Could it be that the legend is wrong, or is this guy a fake?"

"..."

After a brief uproar, many foreigners in the restaurant calmed down and looked at Zhuo Wen with even more suspicion.

Because the aura on Zhuo Wen's body is indeed too weak, it is just the aura of the Creator.

Such a guy can also kill the three leaders of Fengxue City at the level of Tongtian Lord. Are you kidding!

Zhuo Wen ignored the uproar around him, but gave instructions to Sikou and headed towards the restaurant.

However, the moment he stepped out of the restaurant, a big hand stopped him.

Zhuo Wen stopped and looked at the figure blocking him in front of him.

This is a foreigner who is more than two meters tall. His head is flat and covered with blue scales. Especially the pupils of his eyes are vertical.

In addition, there is a huge lizard-like tail behind this alien, which is as if it is made of steel and exudes a faint metallic luster.

The aura of this lizard man is quite vast, and he actually possesses the late cultivation level of the Creator.

Those vertical pupils stared at Zhuo Wen coldly, full of ill intentions.

"It's Qing Mang from the Cyan-armored Lizard Clan. Qing Mang is a genius of the Cyan-armored Lizard Clan! He is also a well-known and powerful person in Phoenix Blood City! I didn't expect this guy to suddenly stand up!"

"Can't you see it? Qingmang obviously sees that Zhuo Wen's cultivation is not high and he is trying to show off his strength. Feng Buming sees it as a way to please Feng Buming!"

"So that's it. If I had known that I would come forward, I might have won Feng Buming's favor, and maybe I could have a good relationship with Feng Buming!"

In the restaurant, many foreigners showed regretful expressions, annoyed that they did not act fast enough and did not stop Zhuo Wen before Qingmang could do so.

After all, this Zhuo Wen is just the Creator. To them, he is not that strong. Even if he is defeated, it can still be regarded as showing his face in front of Feng Buming. This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But now that Qingmang has stopped Zhuo Wen, it is naturally impossible for them to go up too. This is not to confront Qingmang.

Qing Mang is also a well-known and powerful man in Fengxue City. He is a person that no one in the restaurant can afford to offend. Naturally, they will not come out to provoke Qing Mang now.

Feng Buming stood quietly on the weeping stage, watching with interest as Qingmang stopped in front of Zhuo Wen.

Of course, Feng Buming's main attention was not on the green awn, but on Zhuo Wen who was standing in front of the green awn.

Although he heard from Yuan Erfu that Zhuo Wen's cultivation level was not high, he was only the Creator.

Feng Buming didn't believe it at first, but now after seeing Zhuo Wen with his own eyes, he knew that what Yuan Erfu said was true.

"The mere Creator can actually kill Gao Ge and the others. This Zhuo Wen is definitely not simple! He must have a big secret!"

"However, it is a pity that Zhuo Wen met me, and he will soon be bleeding on the crying stage, and all the secrets in him are destined to be mine."

Feng Buming sneered again and again and thought to himself.

Hong Lao looked at Zhuo Wen with a slight frown, even though Zhuo Wen's face was covered with scales unique to the Qing tribe, and his appearance was not the same as Zhuo Wen from the human race.

But Mr. Hong still felt a sense of familiarity in Zhuo Wen, as if he had seen this person before somewhere.

Mr. Hong shook his head, with a mocking smile on his lips. He knew that he was being too preoccupied.

The Zhuo Wen in front of him only had the same name as Zhuo Wen from the human race, but he was actually not the same person. After all, this guy was a genuine biter, and he couldn't feel even a trace of the human race in Zhuo Wen.

“A good dog stays out of the way!”

Zhuo Wen stopped and looked at Qingmang lightly.

Qingmang grinned, and his smile was full of ferocious meaning. He stared at Zhuo Wen and said: "You will be a dead man soon. I don't care too much about a dead man! How can I need Lord Feng Buming to deal with rubbish like you?"

I am enough to do it myself!"

"I will give you a chance now. If you commit suicide in front of me, I will leave you a whole body!"

Qingmang stood there, his gaze full of vertical pupils, showing a look of arrogance, as if he was looking down at Zhuo Wen from a high place.

"idiot!"

Zhuo Wen simply didn't want to pay attention to the self-respecting Qing Mang in front of him. He punched Qing Mang in the face.

"If you dare to take action, you are simply seeking death! Haha!"

Qingmang laughed, and the ferocious color in his eyes became more intense.

He wanted to make the hateful bite in front of him regret attacking him. He would tear the bite into pieces with his bare hands, but he refused to let him die. He wanted to make him feel more uncomfortable alive than dead.

But soon, Qingmang's face changed, becoming ugly and pale.

Because he found that he could not move now, he was locked by a terrifying energy, and he stood frozen in place.

"No……"

Qing Mang was sweating coldly. He didn't know that this was the fault of the young man in front of him.

At this moment, Qingmang finally knew how terrifying the young man in front of him was.

If he knew that this person was so powerful, he would not come to seek death even if he committed suicide.

boom!

Unfortunately, Qingmang had no chance to regret, Zhuo Wen's right fist hit Qingmang's forehead like a meteor.

At that moment, all the power of Pangu's holy body poured into Qingmang's forehead, and Qingmang's forehead exploded like a watermelon.

The power was so terrifying that Qingmang's spirit was torn to pieces by this powerful force before he could even leave his body and escape. He could no longer die.

Qing Mang's body fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound on the ground, and the entire restaurant fell into a sluggish silence.

All the foreigners did not expect that the Qingmang was uttering cruel words to destroy Zhuo Wen one moment, and the next moment, this guy stood motionless and was hit in the head by Zhuo Wen's punch, and fell like this.

"What's going on with this Qingmang? He actually beat Zhuo Wen standing up, there must be something wrong with his brain!"

"I also feel strange, is this Qingmang crazy? He didn't even dodge and let Zhuo Wen attack directly. Is this a typical way to seek death?"

"..."

There was a loud uproar in the restaurant. Most of the aliens didn't know what was going on, and only a few of them saw some clues.

"You are so bold. You killed my guest in my restaurant and just want to leave like this! It's not that easy!"

When Zhuo Wen just stepped out of the restaurant, the shopkeeper inside the restaurant snorted coldly, flew out, made a fist with his right hand, and hit Zhuo Wen directly in the back of the head.

Zhuo Wen stopped, but did not turn around. Instead, a sword light brought a rainbow and suddenly swept out from his waist.

This sword light, with a sharp bloody light, swept out suddenly, pierced the chest of the shopkeeper, and nailed him to the doorpost of the restaurant.


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