Chapter 1181: There are backhands

Hearing that, Bei Fengjie’s eyes kept turning, but he scolded that person all over the place. If you let me kill someone, you have to find someone I can kill easily, right? Although this kid's cultivation base is not as good as him, the martial arts he has learned are so powerful, and it seems that the opponent has not exerted his full strength!
Bei Fengjie is not stupid, he immediately knew it was a railway iron plate this time.
Shaking his head, Bei Fengjie said coldly: "You blocked my car, I naturally want to kill you."
"is it?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at Bei Fengjie, his cold eyes looked like a sharp sword, and the young master Bei Fengjie felt cold. What kind of horrible look is this, this young man seems to have killed many people.
"Since you don't tell me, I don't force it. Now, kneel down and admit your mistakes."
Kneel down and admit your mistakes.
Zhang Yifeng's voice kept drifting around, shocking everyone on the scene.
"This...I heard that right? He actually asked the young master of Tiejianmen to kneel down and admit his mistake!"
"Weird things happen every year, especially this year."
Not to mention that the spectators were surprised, even Bei Fengjie was surprised: "You, let me kneel and confess my mistake?"
"How? Is it difficult?" Zhang Yifeng asked back.
Bei Fengjie smiled: "It's not difficult, but I'm afraid you can't bear it. Once I kneel down for you, it means that I have lost my dignity at the Iron Sword Gate. You think the people at the Iron Sword Gate will let you go."
Bei Fengjie's words fell, Zhang Yifeng did not speak, as if lost in thought.
Before changing, he would definitely make Bei Fengjie kneel down and admit his mistake. Otherwise, kill!
But now, he has a task. If he kills Bei Fengjie, or causes big trouble, his task will become more difficult.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yifeng said: "Well, you don't need to kneel down."
Bei Fengjie heard this and suddenly laughed: "I thought you would be a man, so why? Are you afraid of my iron sword?"
Zhang Yifeng's face was flat and continued: "Kneel down and don't use it, but I still have to apologize."
"What do you mean?" Bei Fengjie's smile instantly solidified.
"Isn't it obvious what I mean? Apologies!"
"What if I don't tell me? What can you do with me!" Bei Fengjie smiled coldly.
Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but shook his head lightly.
The next moment, his figure appeared beside Bei Fengjie like a ghost. Without warning, one hit Bei Fengjie's chest.
Bei Fengjie just stood up, and was knocked into the air by Zhang Yifeng.
Before he could stand up, Zhang Yifeng's foot had already stepped on Bei Fengjie's right hand.
"Apologize, or be crushed by my palm, you choose one."
Zhang Yifeng's voice was incomparably plain, as if he was telling a very common thing.
"you dare!"
Bei Fengjie spoke coldly.
Zhang Yifeng did not answer, but suddenly used his right foot.
Click, click.
Bei Fengjie's right hand seemed to hear the sound of bone cracking.
"Dare you say I dare?"
Zhang Yifeng's voice came.
"You...are you not afraid of my iron sword gate?"
"I'm not afraid." Zhang Yifeng replied quickly, and then he said again, "My patience is limited. I will give you three breaths. After three breaths, you have not apologized yet. Then, sorry, this is your hand. scrapped."
Zhang Yifeng's words made the surrounding extremely quiet.
Ruthless person, this looking very young boy also seems to be a ruthless person.
Bei Fengjie was kicked on the iron board this time.
"One breath."
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng has begun the countdown.
Bei Fengjie's face changed suddenly, his fists clenched, and sweat dripped on his forehead. It seems that this decision is difficult to complete.
For someone who is used to being arrogant and domineering, it is indeed a bit embarrassing for you to let him admit counsel.
"Two breaths."
Zhang Yifeng's voice came again, not in a hurry or slow.
Bei Fengjie became more and more nervous, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. It's hard for him to speak, he doesn't know if he should use his hands to bet this kid dare not step on it!
But Zhang Yifeng did not give him too much time to consider and hesitate, and Zhang Yifeng's voice came again.
"Three (breathes)..."
Before Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, Bei Fengjie suddenly said, "I'm sorry! I apologize, I know I was wrong!"
His voice was full of unwillingness.
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I didn't ask you to apologize to me, but to Hong Zhu, she was over there."
With that, he pointed his finger at the red candle next to the street.
Bei Fengjie was angry at the time: "You! Don't go too far."
"Did I have you too much at first?" Zhang Yifeng asked back.
"Good! Good! You have a kind. I understand why someone wants to kill you. Because you are more arrogant than me, but you don't have my background. I hope you can live a few more days."
Bei Fengjie's words made Zhang Yifeng's body tremble.
Someone wants to kill him, this is the news he wants to know.
"Who wants to kill me?"
Zhang Yi said coldly.
"You don't need to ask me, you'll know. He usually has some tricks when he does things. You should pray secretly, maybe you can see the sun tomorrow morning."
Bei Fengjie sneered coldly. When the words fell, he did not apologize any more, but suddenly stood up and quickly got into the animal cart.
The groom was also a stimulus, and when Bei Fengjie came up, he drove off immediately.
Zhang Yifeng watched the animal car leave, but did not stop it. Bei Fengjie didn't apologize to Hong Zhu but it didn't matter to him. The important thing was who wanted to kill him.
Not long after he came to Qianmu City, he has been living in Su's house, and he has not forged a beam with anyone.
"It's him?"
Zhang Yifeng can think of only one possibility, but it is not certain.
"Are there any other players?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned tightly.
Bei Fengjie didn't care about it, but he had to build a dike. Bei Fengjie’s cultivation is already the fourth level of the Spiritual Silence Period, how strong will his back player be? As long as the opponent's cultivation base exceeds his third level, it will be very tricky. After all, the golden cave in his body has not recovered yet, and he wants to cross the third level to confront the enemy, the only thing he can rely on is the Hanshan Ice Lotus.
If the opponent made the shot outright, he still has the hope of defeating the opponent, but if he suddenly made a killer move secretly, it would be impossible to defend.
From this moment on, Zhang Yifeng has been releasing divine consciousness, covering a distance of fifty meters around him.
This is the first time he has blatantly released his spiritual consciousness in the realm of cultivation.
This has a bad consequence. If you encounter a practitioner with the same powerful spiritual sense, he will be noticed by others. It is a kind of disrespect for any practitioner to probe people with spiritual sense.
But, for safety, he can't take care of that much.
Moreover, although his cultivation base is not strong, the strength of his spiritual consciousness is far better than that of his cultivation. If he is not bad luck, he still cannot meet a master who is proficient in spiritual consciousness.
"Zhang Yifeng, thank you, let's get to work quickly."
Just as Zhang Yifeng was thinking, the voice of Hong Zhu came. Such an episode happened. She didn't dare to wander around anymore and was in no mood to wander around.
She just wanted to go to Linglong Pavilion as soon as possible, and return after taking the things.