Chapter 1180: Who wants to kill me

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, and couldn't think of a move, because the animal car didn't even mean to stop.
Horrible auras swarmed out, forming an aura wall, which instantly blocked the red candle.
When the groom saw the spiritual wall, he braked quickly.
The four beasts raised their front hoofs at the same time, and the horseman finally stopped the cart.
But the huge inertia effect caused the people in the animal cart to turn around.
"Who dares to be my Beifengjie's car!"
An anger came from inside the carriage for the first time.
Then a man walked out.
The man looked like he was in his thirties, and he looked awkward, as if everyone in the world owed him money.
When the man's words came out, everyone around was shocked.
"No wonder he dared to drive so unscrupulously. It turns out that he is the young master of the Iron Sword Gate! You know that the master of the Iron Sword Gate is even stronger than the Su Family Patriarch."
"It is said that in the past when fighting for a certain treasure, the master of the Iron Sword Gate just wounded the Su Family Patriarch, and it took three months to fully recover after lying in bed."
While people were discussing, Zhang Yifeng's voice came from flat: "You almost hit someone, do you still blame me for blocking your car?"
"Boy, there is a kind. Do you know who I am? You dare to speak to me like this." The man said with proud eyes.
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "I heard the discussion around, what kind of young master of Iron Sword Sect are you?"
"I know that you are still so arrogant? Don't you kneel down and admit your mistakes? Kneel down, I can still go around you, only give you a little punishment." Bei Fengjie smiled coldly. Even more arrogant than Zhang Yifeng!
"Kneel down and admit your mistake?"
Zhang Yifeng finally knew that he had met the dude disciple.
But don't know why, he always feels that things are not that simple.
When will this arrogant young sect master not appear, but at this time, is this accidental or inevitable?
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were flat and plain: "The person who asked me to kneel hasn't been born yet. Most of the born are dead."
The words of Zhang Yifeng stunned the spectators around.
"Who is this young man? Since he knows that the other party is the young master of Iron Sword Sect, he dare to say so."
"Young man, it's just too impulsive, for a moment to be calm. This is bad."
"What a kind young man! The young sect master who dared to confront the Iron Sword Sect like this, it seems that he can't leave properly."
People around were talking about it, but no one was optimistic about Zhang Yifeng.
At this time, Bei Fengjie’s sneered voice came: "Interesting, interesting, you are the first person who dared to speak to me like this. Then let me see whether it was you or me! I wanted to give it to you. A chance to survive, you don’t cherish it yourself!"
When the voice fell, Bei Fengjie shot without warning.
The aura of the fourth layer of the Spiritual Silence Stage swarmed out, and the terrifying aura made the surrounding air seem to freeze.
"The kid is dead, Yin Lingclaw!"
Bei Fengjie's hands were claw-shaped, and he grabbed it towards Zhang Yifeng's chest. The claws had not yet arrived, and the terrifying aura had already hit his face, and the raging aura was like a sword.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, this Bei Fengjie was a killer move when he shot, it seemed that he had a deep hatred of him. Was it that the other party had this kind of character that would kill him if he didn't agree with him, or the other party wanted to kill him?
While thinking about it, Bei Fengjie's claws were already close to him, and he shook his fist after all.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Zhang Yifeng staggered back five steps, but Bei Fengjie's body only took two steps back.
"You still have some strength at a young age, but unfortunately, you must die here today!"
Bei Fengjie sneered, and the figure charged up again.
"Prince Jie, we are from the Su family. I am the lady's personal servant Hong Zhu. This is a misunderstanding. Please be merciful."
On the side, the red candle's voice finally came, and it seemed that this was the reaction.
"It's just a subordinate of the Su family! Want to negotiate terms with me?"
Bei Fengjie sneered, the attack did not stop.
Hong Zhu wanted to help, but her cultivation base was not as high as Zhang Yifeng, so she could only be anxious. At this moment, Hong Zhu was very self-blaming. She had known that she would not hang out nearby, and had done business earlier and returned earlier.
But she didn't know that Bei Fengjie had been waiting in this street. Because this street is the only way to the west of the city.
He waited until the two came to this street before he left.
All this seems to be accidental, coincidence, but in fact it is carefully planned and inevitable.
"Phantom Claw!"
With a loud shout, Bei Fengjie performed martial arts again.
At this moment, there were claw shadows everywhere, densely packed, and it was impossible to guard against.
Every attack is full, and every attack is a killer move.
"It's over, this kid will be torn to pieces."
"Bei Fengjie doesn't make a move, it will cost you life. But today's things are a little strange."
"Weird? Where is the blame?"
"It's the blame that kills a single shot. Bei Fengjie had troubles in Thousand Wood City before, but if he encounters someone from the Su family, although he will bully, he will not kill him. After all, face is saved. They are given to each other."
"Listening to you, it seems to be the same. Although the previous Beifengjie was a bit arrogant, he still wanted to give the Su family some face. But this time, the trick was actually murderous. Moreover, this is not the Su family. People provoked him, but he provoked the Su family."
Zhang Yifeng looked at the phantoms around him, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
He could also see that this Bei Fengjie seemed to be determined to put him to death.
"I don't know what kind of hatred you have with me, but I will never soften anyone who wants to kill me, no matter who he is!"
Zhang Yifeng let out a cold drink, and his whole body swarmed out, but what he showed was not the aura of the fourth layer of the Silent Phase, but the third layer. Zhang Yifeng didn't use all his strength in front of so many people.
But even the momentum of the third level was enough for him to defeat Bei Fengjie.
"Nine Dragons Phantom Fist!"
Zhang Yifeng finally played martial arts.
Two golden dragons suddenly appeared and hit Bei Fengjie.
boom!
A violent blasting sound followed.
The shock waves of horror turned into storms and swept all around.
Fortunately, most of the spectators around are cultivators with a high level of cultivation, otherwise, this shock wave can kill many people.
In the terrifying storm, Bei Fengjie's body flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
The scene exploded at that time.
"This... Bei Fengjie was vomiting blood. Oh my god, what level of martial skill is this, this aura is too scary!"
"Yes, when the two golden dragons appeared just now, I felt very small."
"Why is this young man so strong? Young is the cultivation base of the spiritual silence period, I don't know if his appearance represents his true age."
Just as everyone was surprised, Bei Fengjie's body fell heavily on the ground.
His face became a little pale, and he stared at Zhang Yifeng incredulously, with a look of surprise.
"who are you!"
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is, why do you want to kill me?"
Zhang Yifeng spoke flatly.