Chapter 1672: You are sick?

"Jia's chores, let's bury my brother!"
The goatee roared, waved the rapier in his hand, and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing the goatee attacking him, Zhang Yifeng's eyes dimmed slightly. Judging from the aura from the goatee's body just now, the opponent is likely to be a monk in the out-of-aperture period.
After half a month of hard training in the practice room, although his cultivation level has been greatly improved, in the final analysis he is still in the Nascent Soul stage, and he dare not take the slightest care when facing the out-of-aperture cultivator.
"Streaming drizzle! Go to death!"
With the goatee shouting, the rapier in his hand suddenly rose sharply, his spiritual power turned into drizzle, and the deadly murderous intent poured down to Zhang Yifeng.
Feeling the horrible killing intent contained in the rain of spiritual swords, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were dignified, and the strength of his whole body was accumulated, and he kept throwing punches one after another. His fists were getting faster and faster, even breaking through the speed of sound, with strong fists. The force rubbed against the air, making a harsh sound.
Bang bang bang!
Spiritual strength sword rain collided with fist intentions, and finally melted into each other, and both the goatee and Zhang Yifeng's attacks fell silent.
The contest between this move, they actually fought a tie!
But if you look closely, the goatee has already fallen short of this trick.
Because he was not in a good state at the moment, he saw his right hand thrust the rapier into the ground to support his body, and his mouth was panting. Obviously, he had just used a killer move against Zhang Yifeng. It made him consume so much that it has seriously exceeded his load.
However, Zhang Yifeng only paused for a while before returning to normal. The confrontation just now did not cause much damage to him.
This is the power of Zhanxianti!
Today, a total of five golden holes have been opened in his body, which not only brings him an improvement in strength, but also his physical fitness is stronger than most monks.
This is the advantage of dual spiritual cultivation. Although the cultivation speed is slower than that of ordinary monks, with the improvement of cultivation level, the strength of dual cultivation of spiritual body is definitely much higher than that of ordinary monks in the same realm.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's powerful strength, the eyes of the other monks all showed fear, and for a while, no one dared to step forward.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked intently, and when they saw the people coming, a touch of surprise appeared in their eyes.
"It's Young Master Yuwen of the City Lord's Mansion!" Someone said with a surprised look.
"Young Master Yuwen has finally arrived, Miscellaneous, just wait to die, if there is Young Master Hao who will be fair to us, you are dead today."
"Behind Master Yuwen are the city guards. They are indeed elite divisions. I am afraid that as long as they go out, there is no power that can be their opponent in this Four Seas City."
At this moment, Yu Wenhao was riding on the back of a flaming horse, listening to the compliments of everyone around him, he couldn't help showing a smug look in his eyes, his expression even more arrogant.
Born in the City Lord’s Mansion since he was a child, he has enjoyed the eye-catching feeling since he was a child. For this familiar feeling, Yu Wenhao enjoys it very much.
However, thinking of the figure in his mind, the smug look in his eyes disappeared, and the expression in his eyes became sinister.
Since he ate at Jia's house half a month ago, he has been thinking about killing Zhang Yifeng all the time.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to mobilize all the power of the city lord's mansion to search for Zhang Yifeng throughout, but what made him feel depressed is that Zhang Yifeng seemed to have evaporated from the world. After searching for several days, he could not find any trace of Zhang Yifeng.
Just when he was thinking about whether Zhang Yifeng had left Sihai City, he accidentally learned the news that Zhang Yifeng was in Jia's practice room, which surprised him.
In order to prevent Zhang Yifeng from escaping, he instructed the city guards to kill a few casual cultivators, then let them spread rumors in the city, blame the Jia family, and instigated those monks who were kept in the dark to besieged the practice room.
Not long ago, he got news that the guy who made him embarrassed at Jia's house finally walked out of the practice room.
After receiving this news, Yuwenhao was overjoyed. He even drove over to the practice room with hundreds of city guards, regardless of the task assigned to him by Yuwenshang.
"Master Yuwen, you are finally here, please be the master for us."
Seeing Yu Wenhao coming, the goatee rushed to Yu Wenhao, kneeling on the ground.
Yu Wenhao looked at the goatee who was kneeling on the ground with a look of doubt in his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"
Hearing what Yu Wenhao said, Goatee introduced himself with a look of grief, and then told Yu Wenhao the ins and outs of the matter.
After hearing the goatee's words, Yu Wenhao glanced at him coldly, and said impatiently: "My son is not free."
Having said this, Yu Wenhao suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on somewhere in the crowd, his eyes finally fixed on a figure, and there was a hint of ecstasy and cruelty in his eyes.
"Is the person you talking about him?" Yu Wenhao pointed to a voice in the crowd, and then asked the goatee.
The goatee glanced back, then nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it's him!"
Yuwen Haosen smiled: "Okay, my son is in charge of your business."
Before the goatee reacted, Yu Wenhao walked straight to the figure in the crowd.
"Kneel down!"
Yu Wenhao walked to the figure, and two cold words came out of his mouth.
Zhang Yifeng was a little surprised, and he didn't expect that he would run into Yu Wenhao here, but when he met Yu Wenhao's cannibalistic eyes, he didn't feel anything in his heart.
Looking at Yu Wenhao like a fool, Zhang Yifeng asked faintly: "Are you sick?"
Wow!
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words fell, there was a sudden uproar around him. Almost all the monks looked at him with extremely amazed eyes, but then, the consternation in their eyes turned into pity.
In their opinion, although Zhang Yifeng is powerful, but he dares to talk to Yu Wenhao like this is tantamount to seeking a dead end.
Sure enough, after a brief astonishment, Yu Wenhao had a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"what did you say!"
Zhang Yifeng smiled indifferently and said: "I said, are you sick? If so, I can treat you for free."
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Yu Wenhao's face turned blue and white, and his eyes turned red because of anger, looking terrifying.
"City Guard, kill him for me!" Yu Wenhao roared angrily.
"promise!"
The hundreds of city guards who followed Yu Wenhao all responded, and then immediately surrounded Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng's face became cold, and his heart was ready for battle.
But at this moment, a delicate voice suddenly rang.
"I see who dares!"