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    "Let go!"

    Zheng Feifan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

    Without saying anything, Yang Feng just kept looking at him indifferently.

    "Otherwise I won't be polite!" Zheng Feifan threatened again.

    Without saying anything, Yang Feng still looked at him indifferently.

    "Very well, you asked for it."

    With his eyes focused, Zheng Feifan suddenly became full of energy. An earth-yellow light suddenly bloomed in his hand and turned into a mighty dragon head. The moment he turned around, he punched Yang Feng in the chest.

    "First-grade high-level martial arts, earth-level earth element energy bonus, Dragon King Fist!"

    Boom!

    There was a loud noise, and violent fluctuations continued to rise and fall in Yang Feng's chest. Zheng Feifan's face became more and more ferocious. The Linglong girl on the side looked dumbfounded with horror on her face.

    Only Yang Feng seemed to have been infected by that dead old man Sikong Lengguang. From the beginning to the end, he had a dead fish face, expressionless and without any waves.

    Kara!

    At this time, a crisp sound came out, and Zheng Feifan's fierce fist power immediately disappeared without a trace, leaving only the arrogant young man's twitching face and unbelievable eyes.

    How how is it possible?

    broken?

    The corner of his mouth was twitching. Zheng Feifan looked at the trembling appearance of his arms, and then looked at Yang Feng's still calm face in front of him, and suddenly he was so horrified that he broke into a cold sweat.

    Who is this girl?  I hit him with the best stunt in my life, but he didn't react at all, and he even broke my arm?

    ¡°Moreover, it wasn¡¯t that he broke it intentionally, it was just that his body was too hard, and hitting him with his own punch was like an egg hitting a stone.

    "I will be shattered into pieces, and not even a bit of stone will fall off."

    This person¡¯s strength¡­ is unfathomable.

    At this moment, Zheng Feifan already understood that he had hit the iron plate.  I just can't figure it out, how could such a monster appear in such a poor place as Silent Town?

    What state has his cultivation reached?

    The ability to hold up a Dragon King punch and break one's arm must at least be at the peak of the third level of the Spiritual Envoy.

    But how is this possible?  A man who is at the peak of the third level of the Spiritual Envoy is already strong enough to establish his own business. Would he still marry a lowly woman like Linglong in such a shabby place as Silent Town?

    " I was confused. Zheng Feifan was completely confused.

    Linglong on the side looked at the two of them blankly. After staying for a while, she couldn't help but screamed: "Brother Feifan, he is a cultivator who has just ascended from the lower world. He only has the initial strength of the first-level spirit envoy. He is a rookie.  Very good. If you hit him with a martial art as powerful as Dragon King Fist, he will be killed."

    "I'll go, girl, are you here to break up the fight now?"  The fight is over, isn't it a little late?

    Yang Feng glanced at Linglong with a speechless expression. Zheng Feifan was even more speechless, with tears in his eyes.

    Damn it, didn¡¯t you stop it earlier?  You said that after my arm was broken by him?  It hurts so much.

    ??Also, you said he is a rookie in the early stages of the first level of spiritual envoy who has just ascended?  Who are you lying to?  Can a rookie break my arm?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Swallowing hard, Zheng Feifan was covered in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and refused to hum. He smiled to save face: "I know, so I was merciful just now. Brother, just now I  The wind from the fist didn't hurt you, did it?"

    What do you think?  Do you want a steel plate fixed on your arm?  Hum hum¡­

    Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng looked down at his trembling arm and understood what was going on. However, he did not expose him and silently watched him show off, but the hand holding his shoulder was stronger.  A little bit.

    Click!

    Zheng Feifan's shoulders sank, and he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain that went straight into his heart, holding it in until his whole cheek turned red. However, he still gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "There are close friends in the sea, and the world um if we are next to each other  , Brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes. Brothers!¡±

    Snapped!

    Grabbing Yang Feng¡¯s iron claw on his shoulder, Zheng Feifan was trembling all over and about to cry: ¡°I really don¡¯t mind you being together, and I sincerely bless you. Please let go and let me go.¡±

    "No, you have to listen to my explanation."

    "No need to explain. I don't care about this woman. I really don't care. Brother, you can use it as you like without worrying about my feelings."

    "No, it's somethingLove is not what you think, we are innocent.  "

    "I don't care whether you are innocent or not. But please let go. I'm still simmering soup at home. It's almost done. Wuwuwu I really don't want to eat mushy food. Wuwuwu  ¡­¡±

    Zheng Feifan was so painful that he cried bitterly. He just wanted to escape from this devil, but he still wanted to save face, talked nonsense, and refused to beg for mercy.

    Yang Feng rolled his eyes helplessly, shook his head with a wry smile.

    This guy is really weird. Why would he rather endure my torture than let the three of us get together to talk things out and resolve this misunderstanding?

    ¡°Sigh, I really don¡¯t know if he is strong or just stubborn. It seems he needs to work harder.

    Thinking of this, Yang Feng's eyes narrowed, and the hand was ready to tighten even more, and simply break his shoulder to see if he was still stubborn.

    But before he could take action, a faint shout suddenly sounded: "Feifan, are you back?"

    "Master?"

    "Dad!"

    The person who came was an old man in his fifties or sixties. He was dressed in a green robe and was very energetic. He had a mustache under his nose and some gray hair on his temples. However, he did not appear old-fashioned, but was indescribably tough.

    Seeing him coming, Zheng Feifan and the exquisite girl both shouted out.

    It¡¯s just that Zheng Feifan¡¯s face was a bit complicated, but Linglong rushed over with joy on her face and said hurriedly: ¡°Dad, Brother Feifan misunderstood me and the cultivator who just ascended¡±

    ¡°Okay, Linglong, there¡¯s no need to say it, dad already knows it.¡±

    Before she could finish speaking, the old man gently waved his hand to stop her, and then looked at Zheng Feifan calmly.

    Yang Feng saw that the parents had arrived and could explain clearly, so he gently let go of the kid.

    This time, the boy did not leave decisively immediately. Instead, after sighing softly, he came to the old man and bowed deeply: "I came back to see you."

    "I haven't been back for three months. How are you doing in Wujiabao?"

    ¡°Hmm¡­Okay, I¡¯m sorry for your concern, Master.¡±

    "That's fine, let's go. You don't belong here anymore. Go ahead and pursue your future." The old man said calmly without looking at him.

    Zheng Feifan¡¯s brows twitched again and again, as if he had a lot to say, but in the end he didn¡¯t say a word. He nodded silently and left with a calm head.

    Seeing this, Linglong hurriedly caught up: "Brother Feifan, don't leave. You really misunderstood"

    ¡°Linglong, stop!¡±

    With a loud shout, he stopped the girl. The old man sighed softly and said leisurely: "Forget him, he is no longer the same as us."

    Well!

    Her body froze, and Linglong looked at him inexplicably, not knowing why: "Dad, what do you mean? Why is Brother Feifan not the same as us?"

    "Don't worry about this, don't worry."

    Shaking his head, the old man did not look at her. Instead, he turned his gaze to Yang Feng, who looked like a passerby and looked like he had nothing to do with me. He smiled and said: "When I came back, I heard that there was a cultivator from the lower realm who had just ascended.  I¡¯m looking for you, right?¡±

    "I find you?"

    Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for God, my father-in-law."

    "I am God, but not your father-in-law, hahaha!"

    With a loud laugh, the old man said cheerfully.

    After hearing this, Yang Feng was confused.

    God?  A strong man from the lower realm who ascended to the spirit world ten years ago?  How could it be He knows all the masters in the lower world. There should be no one like this. What's going on?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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