"Sister, you tell the brother truthfully, if he Zhenghui forces you, brother I will take the lead for you, even if Brother Zheng's family is destroyed!"

Feng Chen is such a person. His loved ones are his inverse scales. He will die if he touches them. His affection is very important. As for Zheng Hui just now, he didn't take it seriously.

As everyone knows, Feng Chen's words fell in the ears of everyone, sounding like a thunder.

Everyone subconsciously believes that even if Feng Chen is powerful, he has not achieved the ability to destroy the Zheng family with his hands. We must know that the Zheng family can squeeze into the five major families, but have been recognized by the many forces in the Lost City, relying on him There are six emperor-level strong men in the family, who dare to provoke them.

An old man sitting under Zheng Hui heard the words, looked up and looked at Feng Chen carefully, his eyes were fascinated, and no information about Feng Chen was found in his mind. On this man's chest, two "Taikoo" prints were shocked. In big words, this person is the person of the main city of Taikoo Fairyland City.

"Good kid with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, said on the site of my Zheng family that I would destroy my Zheng family. I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. Who gave you such audacity." Suddenly, a terrible breath came from the sky, this As soon as the breath came out, they shrouded everyone.

"Zheng Hui has seen his uncle!" Zheng Hui saw his face slightly changed, and quickly bowed his hand to salute him, and immediately said.

"Brother Zheng!" The old man with the word "Taikoo" printed on his chest stood up and nodded at the man, saying hello.

"Zhao Feng, Qian Fei, Sun Yan, Li Yuanzheng, have met Zheng Lao!" The current owners of the Zhao family, Qian family, Sun family and Li family all stood up, saluting respectfully.

"I've seen Mr. Zheng!" The other monks saw this, and all stood up, respectful.

The visitor is the elder of the Zheng family, who was repaired in the middle of the emperor class.

"Uncle Zu, these trivial things have shocked you, you blame your nephew for not doing well!" Zheng Hui lowered her head and did not dare to look at this person.

"Boy, do you want to destroy my Zheng family?" The elder of the Zheng family had arrogant faces, ignored these people at all, looked at Feng Chen with a look of anger, and then his eyes fell on Yuan Yao. Body.

At the same time, a strong coercion emanated from him, and oppressed towards Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao was just a monk at the peak of Dixian's early days. How could she withstand the soul coercion of this mid-level emperor? Her face turned pale, her body shook, she couldn't stop shaking .

The other four maids were spitting blood under the coercion.

A wide palm was photographed on Yuan Yao's shoulder, and then a pure immortal Yuan was injected into Yuan Yao's body.

With a crisp sound of "啵 儿", Zheng Hui's prohibition in Yuan Yao's body disappeared in an instant. At this moment, Yuan Yao only felt the disappearance of the former knife-like breath disappeared.

Yuan Yao turned back subconsciously, and saw Feng Chen put a wide palm on his shoulder and smiled at her slightly.

She didn't know why Feng Chen was so calm, but at the moment, her heart was inexplicably relaxed under the smile of Feng Chen. She clenched her teeth, worrying on her face, but was interrupted by Feng Chen's opening.

"Sister Yuan Yao, rest assured! There is a brother here, no one dares to take you!"

"Zheng Hui, Zheng's reputation has been provoked. Do you know what to do?" The elder Tai Shang basically set a death sentence for Feng Chen.

He didn't say anything about Zheng Hui's grabbing Yuan Yao as a servant, he wouldn't kill Feng Chen, but he didn't want to set aside a bully.

"The nephew understands that the protagonist of the Zheng family is provoked, die!" The elders of the Taishang made these remarks, and it was no wonder that Zheng Hui did not kill Feng Chen.

The words fell, Zheng Hui flew towards him, and patted him towards Feng Chen with one palm.

Seeing this, Yuan Yao opened his arms and blocked himself in front of Feng Chen.

Feng Chen's eyes flashed a complex color, his left hand stretched out, wrapped around Yuan Yao's waist, and brought it into his arms.

"Noise!" Feng Chen glanced at Zheng Hui with a disdainful look, drew a strange symbol in the void with his right hand, and waved his hand.

"Bang!" The next moment, Zheng Hui was seen like the disconnected kite, flying upside down, and his mouth was spitting blood.

This admiration, no one can see exactly what happened, even the elder of the Zheng family and Huang Daopeng, the old man of the ancient city of Fairyland City, did not understand it, only felt a flower in front of him. Fly out.

Zheng Hui's face was frightened, and he didn't understand what was going on, not even how the other side shot.

"His ..." Everyone in the square was stunned. Originally, in their cognition, Feng Chen should be smashed into a mud by the palm of Zheng Hui, but who thought, Zheng Hui was given a palm of his hand. Shooting fly, this Nima, the contrast is too great.

If it hadn't been for their own eyes, who would have believed that Zheng Hui would be slapped by others.

In addition, Zheng Hui was the peak of the Emperor's later period. Half of the monks who stepped into the emperor level could be shot by the opponent's palm, wouldn't it be said that this one's cultivation was comparable to Zheng Hui.

The thought of everyone here was shocked. At such a young age, he has the strength comparable to Zheng Hui. This kid is too abnormal.

And such a great figure, they didn't even know, and never heard of his name.

"Huh! The sneak attack on the emperor, this emperor will definitely kill you!" Zheng Hui was annoyed, especially when so many people were shot by the other side, his face was thrown in.

Zheng Hui's words were out of his hands, and his hands were stubborn. When he came up, he used all his strength, and his contempt deep inside was also cast aside by him, his expression was very serious.

At Zheng Hui's palm, the light lingers and the streamer spins. A long sword is clasped in his hand to see its grade and middle-class fairy.

"Cut!" Zheng Hui held both swords, and a sword slashed towards Feng Chen.

"Boom ..." The powerful sword qi swept all around, and those monks who were not highly trained were blown away by this powerful sword qi.

The body of the other four women who were captured by Zheng Hui was trembling. Feng Chen reached out and took the four women to his side. Suddenly, the four women felt a sudden reduction in stress.

"Dangdang ..." Zheng Hui cut his sword and stopped at the two meters in front of Feng Chen. He just held it high and remained motionless as if imprisoned.

"Go!" Feng Chen whispered coldly, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!" Then, Zheng Hui flew out again.

"Well ..." Zheng Hui fell heavily to the ground, a spit of blood spurted out, and his face was thick with unwillingness. He knew very well that he had exerted all his strength, and he could not take the attack of the opponent.