A Paragon of Wuhun

The twenty-seventh chapter is strong?

Sanhu heard the discussion in the crowd, smirked by them. The laughter is high and harsh, arrogant, but no one dares to stand up and say that it is opposed.

They were vicious when they were facing Chen Feng, but they became a waste in the face of more powerful sings.

Duan Sanhu's old section of the long wind is a thick and tall man, a blue shirt, the hair is scattered, and it is very wild. He is calm and condensed, and every step is very heavy, it seems to step on the slate ground.

He has just been 19 years old, and he has already stepped into six times, and it is necessary to have a heterogeneous, and the root bone is multiplied.

He walked to Chen Feng, the greedy eyes swept in black blood vesicles and martial arts cheats, then stared at Chen Feng, and said: "Waste, these two things are yours?"

Chen Feng is turned on: "It is mine, do you want to buy?"

"Buy? Joke!"

Duan Changfeng is like listening to something, haha ​​laughs: "Buy a fart! Laozi takes your things, it is to give you a face! You are this waste, how can you get such a good thing? Affirm It is stole! Laozi wants to collect booties, and also ... "

He stared at Chen Fengxi and smiled: "You will hand in one hundred pieces of Lingshi, I will not pursue the crime of the secret treasure!"

Chen Feng shook his head, indifferent: "I have no Lingshi."

"fart!"

Duan Chang Feng smiled: "I gave you uncle to you in my own eyes. You don't take it out, I will be your life!"

Chen Feng suddenly smiled: "It seems that you have already stared at me!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

Duan Changfeng is cold and dropped, then turned to pack the black blood snake skin and martial arts cheats on the ground, as if the two things are his.

The surrounding disciples see this scene is very disappointed. Through the long winds, there is no matter what they have.

"Let's put it down!" At this time, a sound came behind the long wind.

The long winds are stunned, and the surrounding disciples are also stunned.

Speaker,

It is Chen Feng.

The long wind slowed down, staring at Chen Feng, the fierce light glitter: "Waste, do you dare to make Laozi? Do you know that Laozi wants to kill you, only use the moving little finger!"

There is also a laughter around.

"This waste, not only waste, but also eyes. He is looking for death!"

"Yeah, the brother, one of the fingers, you can ignore him!"

"Oh, unfortunately, he is dead, and will not be a lot less than?"

Chen Feng did not show up the long wind, the cold voice: "I call you to let go! Otherwise, what do you hold, I will break your hand!"

The surrounding air is stagnant, everyone is waiting for the Thunder of the Section of the Breeze.

They are all thinking: "Is this waste crazy?"

"Waste, you are looking for death!" The length of the long wind was angry, smiled, and a boxing came to Chen Feng.

His fist, the strength of six heavy days, there is a thousand pounds!

He is already able to expect Chen Feng's next place, he will be hired by his punch! The dead without burial.

Chen Fengyuan does not move, shook it slightly. After the war of the Black Snake, the level of this level is not enough to see him.

He is moving with his hands, does not move Wang Yinding, and then slams the fist of the long wind.

Don't move the king, it can be enough to resist the power of 10,000!

The difference is nearly ten times!

The 'Boom', hit it together.

The outside disciples are full of faces to wait for Chen Feng's death.

But let them dream, it is that after the fist is intersected, it turned out to be a long fan, and spurmed blood in the air, fell on the ground, screaming loudly.

His two younger brother Duan Changyun and Duan Chang Lei saw, the face has changed. Crazy: "Waste, I went to you!"

The two rushed up, they saw the big brother's fiasco, they didn't dare to neglect, and they took a long knife and showed five tiger breaks.

The five-tiger breakdown knife this martial arts, they are very skilled, and dozens of knives are cut out in an instant.

Chen Feng, it is standing in place. If he just condensed, he did not dissipate, and it was enough to resist the attack of nine thousand pounds!

Duan Changyun and Duan Changlei's offensive all fall in not moving. The two long knives did not move the king, the fire flower, splashing, the golden iron intersecting the ears.

But don't move the king print is just slightly dim, it is very condensed, it is clear that their attack is not big.

Chen Feng's mouth smiled, like two clown, looking at them.

"Is it cut enough?" He suddenly smiled, smiled and cold, wanted: "Cut enough, then go to death!"

The voice did not fall, and I didn't think about the throne.

He stood up, tall as mountain, let life have a feeling of alpine.

On the square, the moment of preliminy is no sound, followed by, just blowing the pot!

Everyone can't believe this scene you see!