Chapter 487: Qin Feng shot

"Master, your cold wind palm is getting stronger!"
The fair-skinned young man uttered respectful praise to the gray-robed old man.
"Huh, it's just a small true spirit realm with four levels of cultivation. It's enough to be able to withstand the cold palm of the old man!"
The gray-robed old man's face was contented, and he said with a sneer.
"Cough cough cough..."
A mouthful of blood spurted from Zhao Zetian's mouth, and his body shuddered and it was clearly visible that the coldness of his body was spreading, which was obviously the effect of the so-called cold wind palm.
"Uncle Zhao, nephew, you must have understood what it meant. After giving you such a long time, you have repeatedly shrugged off. I wonder if you plan to hand over that map?"
"Lin Yufan, you dare to do this! Back then, if it wasn't for my ancestor of the Zhao family to help you, how could you have such a degree? Can you become the current master of the fan? Now you are actually ungrateful and treat me Zhao Home shot!"
Looking at this young man, Zhao Zetian let out an angry roar.
"Huh, Zhao Zetian, my son Yufan called you uncle. That is enough to give you a lot of face. You don't want to talk about these old things with this son. You originally planned to tie your precious son over, but I didn't expect it. If you succeed, now my son has lost his patience. If you are acquainted, hand over what you shouldn't get. Otherwise, my son doesn't mind the blood staining the Zhao family!"
Lin Yufan said with a sneer on his face.
"I have already said that there is nothing you want in my Zhao family, even if you kill me, you won't get it!"
Zhao Zetian roared frantically with a furious color on his face.
"Jie Jie Jie... It seems that you can't cry without seeing the coffin."
The gray-robed old man standing beside Lin Yushan couldn't help but let out a bit of laughter.
"Master, it seems that you still have to take action. Start with his baby son. I don't believe it. He dares to be tough in the face of his baby son!"
In Lin Yufan's hand, a white jade fan slowly unfolded, with a graceful gesture, but said with a wicked smile on his face.
"Okay, let's start with this kid first!"
The gray-robed old man nodded, with a bloodthirsty light on his face, and violently locked the young master in the Zhao family, Zhao Feng!
"Swish..."
His figure flickered, and there was a sudden shock.
Immediately, the thin left hand grabbed towards Zhao Feng.
Such a speed and horror cultivation base is not something that Zhao Zetian and others can resist. Seeing that Zhao Feng is about to be caught, suddenly, a burst of energy, abruptly shuttles over, and instantly hit the thin and thin old man in the gray robe. Claw up.
"Peng!"
Following this rapid collision, the gray-robed old man's body trembled quickly, and the next moment, he flew upside down...
"Ding Ding Ding!"
As the gray-robed old man retreated quickly, his body finally stopped after he had retreated to the extreme, but his face was gloomy as if water could drip:
"Where is the rat, dare to plot against the old man!"
"Huh!"
One person, drifting away, with a calm face like water, appeared in front of the Zhao family, not who else would Qin Feng be.
"benefactor!"
Seeing Qin Feng's appearance, Zhao Zetian's face was suddenly surprised, but at the same time, his heart was more shocked.