Chapter 322: Murderer, Chen Feng too!

The Yan family dispatched masters in all the main roads around Daning City, and the masters stationed in this level were the three elders of the Yan Clan Association, and their strength was the highest in the gods.
In addition to the three of them, there are more than ten people, all masters of the Eighth Layer and the Nine Layers.
These people took out any one of them, and they could make the small families inside and outside Daning City tremble. In front of Chen Feng, they were so frightened that none of them dared to speak. They all looked at him in shock!
Before receiving this task, they were very disapproving, thinking in their hearts: "Yan Qingyu is just a rubbish. How powerful can a land taught by rubbish?"
As a result, he didn't expect that this Chen Feng was really tyrannical, and he could kill the elder Zhou who had opened the seven orifices in the first building of the Divine Sect Realm with a single knife!
His strength is at least the second highest in the Divine Sect Realm. Judging from his age, he is actually only fifteen or six years old, so young and so tyrannical, is it rumored that he is a newcomer to the inner sect of Qianyuan Sect First on the list, this news is not fake?
Yang Ping looked at Chen Feng, her eyes filled with disbelief.
He, he turned out to be the first in the list of newcomers in the inner sect of Qian Yuanzong! Turned out to be the master of the second floor of the dignified divine door realm! And this time, it is even more important to kill back to the Yan family, to avenge the master's blood and hatred to seize the identity of the heir to the family owner!
It turned out to be him!
She gave a wry smile, it was really funny, I thought he didn't have any cultivation base, he was not a warrior yet! I'm so blind!
She was trembling violently, staring at Chen Feng's back blankly. Slowly, only Chen Feng was left in her eyes, and only the indomitable backbone was left.
Yang Hao's face was pale, his hands moved, and he murmured: "It's over, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. He is so powerful, he will definitely kill me."
Chen Feng looked at the stunned Yan family, and the corners of his mouth faintly sketched out a cruel smile, and said with a cold voice: "You don't do it? Then I will do it!"
As soon as the voice fell, he took a step forward, and everyone in the Yan family only felt that an afterimage flashed in front of them. Before seeing what was going on, Chen Feng had already arrived in front of another Yan family elder!
When the Yan family regained consciousness, the long sword had already reached the top of his head.
His eyes were cracked, and he yelled, fighting hard to resist.
But unfortunately, there is no effect at all!
Chen Feng cut him off, and then shouted again: "The murderer, disciple Yan Qingyu, Chen Feng too!"
After saying this, he took another step forward, and went to kill the third Yan family!
The elder Yan, who was scared by him, turned around and ran away with a scream, but where could he escape?
Chen Feng chased him from behind, making a vague step, and instantly crossing a distance of several meters, cutting him directly behind him!
He shouted again: "The murderer, disciple Yan Qingyu, and Chen Feng too!"
Those warriors of the eightfold and ninefold the day after tomorrow watched this scene, and each one of them was terrified to the extreme, and they were about to rush away!
How could Chen Feng let them go and chase them forward, killing them all with one knife!
He stood in this corpse mountain and sea of ​​blood, opened his arms, on the long knife, blood dripping down!
He was bloodied and laughed wildly up to the sky: "The murderer, Yan Qingyu disciple, Chen Feng too!"
The sound is stunned everywhere, within ten miles, everything can be heard!
He is crazy like a monster!
It was also here that the sky suddenly clicked with a loud bang, the lightning was dense, and the pouring rain crashed down.
It was also at the same moment that all the masters of the Divine Sect realm in Daning City, the powerful generations, suddenly got up, and cast their eyes to the direction where Chen Feng was.
In the backyard of the city lord's mansion, in a quiet secret room, an old man in sixties who had been sitting cross-legged in peace suddenly opened his eyes and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He muttered to himself: "With this little guy disrupting the situation, the chaos in Daning City is even more interesting."
The heavy rain poured down, drenching the blood stains on Chen Feng's body.
After a long time, he sighed slightly, turned around and walked towards the caravan.
When everyone in the caravan saw him coming, they couldn't help but step back together, with a look of horror on their faces, and Yang Zhong directly knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtow, and shouted: "Chen Feng, Uncle Chen , Don’t be familiar with me, I’m wrong, don’t kill me!"
Chen Feng walked by him without even looking at him.
He walked directly in front of Yang Ping, smiled, took out a pack of middle-grade spirit stones and placed it in front of her, and said lightly: "Thank you for taking care of you all the way. This is a little thank you."
Then turn around and leave.
Suddenly, Yang Ping couldn't help feeling an inexplicable grief, and yelled, "Chen Feng, can we meet again in the future?"
Chen Feng paused, then turned around and smiled slightly: "Maybe!"
After finishing speaking, he strode directly and disappeared into the rain curtain with Uncle Dumb.
Suddenly, Yang Ping felt unspeakably uncomfortable. She knew that she had interacted with Chen Feng at this point in her life, and then separated again, and she should never see each other again.
She sat on the horse dumbly, two lines of tears, quietly down, tears accompanied by rain, who can tell!
Strangely speaking, Chen Feng walked some distance forward, the rain was less, and then disappeared, and soon it became a bright sunny sky again.