Chapter 1919: Mean woman

"Where is this?" Zhang Yifeng asked faintly, looking at the angry woman in front of him.
The woman was full of anger. When she heard Zhang Yifeng's words, she was stunned for a moment, and then an angry smile appeared on her acrid and mean face.
"Thief, who are you and why did you show up at my house?"
Hearing what the woman said, Zhang Yifeng was stunned for a moment and said, "This is your home?"
It's okay that he didn't say it. As soon as he said it, it was like lighting a powder keg, and the anger on the woman's face was even greater.
"Asshole, dare to pretend to be silly with this lady here, and see if this lady won't kill you!"
After the woman finished speaking, only a soft whip appeared in her hand, and then she yelled, and a whip swung towards Zhang Yifeng.
When Zhang Yifeng saw this, his face became cold.
He has a deep combat experience, he has already seen from the time the woman shook the whip just now, she wanted her life!
"Unexpectedly, this woman looks good, but her mind is so vicious!"
Facing the whip waved by the woman, Zhang Yifeng slowly stretched out his hands, and in the woman's surprised expression, he effortlessly grasped the whip in his hand.
"enough."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "Before you do it, can you listen to me first?"
The woman sneered and said, "What's there to say, bastard, go to hell!"
The woman yelled, her left hand suddenly shot a few cold rays, and the target was directed at Zhang Yifeng's face.
"This is a hidden weapon?"
Looking at the hidden weapon flying towards him, Zhang Yifeng's expression became completely cold.
This woman is so vicious in her heart!
After feeling the woman's strong killing intent on him, he was no longer polite, and saw his arm shook slightly, and the whip in the woman's hand broke instantly.
Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand and all the hidden weapons that had flown towards him all flew back.
The woman was shocked and immediately made an evasive action, but she still took a step slower and was stabbed in the shoulder by a hidden weapon.
"what!"
The woman screamed, and her shoulders were suddenly bleeding, and the blood soon soaked her sleeves.
The woman clenched her teeth and took out a lavender pill with a pale face and took it.
After taking the pill, the woman looked at Zhang Yifeng with a bitter expression.
"Asshole, you dare to hurt me! Do you know who I am?" the woman gritted her teeth.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't know who you are. I have no interest in you. As for your injury, if you didn't intend to injure me with a hidden weapon coated with poison, you would not Suffered so badly."
"you!"
Zhang Yifeng's words made the woman somewhat speechless.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and turned around to leave, but at this moment, a woman's resentful voice came from behind him.
"stop!"
Hearing the woman's voice, Zhang Yifeng stopped, turned around and asked with a puzzled look: "What else do you have?"
The woman sneered bitterly and said, "You hurt me, so you want to leave like this?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned and said, "Then what do you want?"
The woman sneered: "If you dare to hurt this lady, I must kill you."
After finishing speaking, the woman closed her eyes unexpectedly, and a mysterious aura fluctuated in her body.
"Does the divine sense transmit sound?"
Zhang Yifeng was very familiar with the breath of the woman, and he knew it was the woman calling for helpers with divine consciousness.
Sure enough, things were just as he thought. Not long after, a rush of footsteps came.
Zhang Yifeng looked around and saw five or six guards walking towards this side led by a young man in armor.
The young man saw the injured woman from far away, his face changed, and he exclaimed: "Miss, you are injured? Who hurt you?"
When the woman saw the young man appear, her face was first joyful, and then she became sullen.
"It's him, Sima Long, help Miss Ben to kill this thief!"
Hearing this, the young man looked at Zhang Yifeng, his expression instantly turned cold.
"kill him!"
As the young man's voice fell, several guards roared towards Zhang Yifeng.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head secretly.
He didn't want to waste time here, but now it seems that it is impossible not to shoot.
"If you want to die, don't blame me!"
Zhang Yifeng smiled coldly, shot without mercy, and instantly killed several guards on the spot.
He has never been soft on those who want his life!
When the young man saw that several of his men were killed by Zhang Yifeng, his face instantly became gloomy. He said viciously: "Do you dare to kill my Simalong people?"
Hearing what the young man said, Zhang Yifeng thought it was funny: "Why, I won't kill them, am I going to stand still and let them kill?"
Simalong sneered: "Yes, you can only wait to die! Now, you have killed my people and injured my lady again. Today, Simalong wants your life!"
After speaking, a spear flashing purple lightning appeared in Simalong's hand, and he shot Zhang Yifeng.
"Nice spear."
Feeling the bitter killing intent from the spear stabbed by Simalong, Zhang Yifeng spoke in surprise.
However, the spear is a bit worse than the Scar of the Sky.
Although the power of this gun is good, it does not pose much threat to him.
When Simalong's spear was about to fall on Zhang Yifeng's body, Zhang Yifeng's figure moved and avoided Simalong's attack within a millimetre.
Sima Long shot in the air, and his face became more gloomy.
"Hmph, I really have some ability, but do you think you don't have to die like this?"
Sima Long snorted coldly, then shook his wrist, stabbing a spear, and then used another spear.
"Gun travel dragon, die!"
As Sima Long's voice fell, I saw that the spear in his hand seemed to come alive, turning into a purple wandering dragon in Hue, carrying unparalleled power, and attacking Zhang Yifeng.
"Dragon attack?"
Seeing Simalong's attack, Zhang Yifeng's mouth showed a scornful smile.
I saw his hands clenched into fists suddenly, his spiritual power gathered on the fists, and then he threw a fist.
"Nine Dragons Phantom Fist!"
As his voice fell, the phantoms of six dragons emerged from his fists, rushing towards the purple dragon formed by Simalong's spear.
expensive!
With the sound of dull dragon chants, the purple dragon formed by Simalong's spear was instantly annihilated, and the six divine dragons phantom that Zhang Yifeng wielded unabated, and attacked Simalong.
Seeing this, Simalong gritted his teeth and stabbed out several shots, every shot he tried his best.
However, all this he did was in vain.