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Chapter 1969 Quick Sword

"What?

The head of the Liao family, the first family in Yunyang City, was killed by him, and the entire Liao family did not dare to seek revenge. They were so scared that their whole family ran away. Impossible?"

“The Huo family?

Was it the Huo family that was destroyed by the Liao family three years ago?

Do they have children who survive?

Haven’t they all been eradicated?”

“Huo Yanfeng?

He is the second generation ancestor of the Huo family, and he is back.

Just how is it possible?

He could actually drive away the Liao family with his own strength and kill their heads?"

...After hearing Yang Feng's words, the crowd around him suddenly burst into flames, and many people immediately recognized Yang Feng's appearance and were amazed.

Yang Feng glanced at everyone present with a cold eyes and shouted to the sky: "Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, don't bully the young man poor.

Today, I, Huo Yanfeng, are back.

This Yunyang City is still owned by my Huo family!”

The passionate voice stirred in the hearts of everyone around him, making everyone feel as if they had re-recognized the young master of the Huo family and did not dare to be contemptuous.

In everyone's eyes, besides being amazed, there is more awe.

Who would have thought that in just three years, the famous second-generation ancestor of Yunyang City was killed again and avenged the family.

It's so inspirational! Yang Feng glanced at the expressions of the people around him, smiled evilly, and said to Huo Yanfeng in his heart: "Did you see it, boy?

Only when this sentence is said at this time can you have a special effect on pretending.

At least, from now on, the entire Yunyang City knows that our Huo family has risen again.

This is called "public rumor", advertising effect, hahaha!"

"Uh... the ancestor is mighty!"

Cancan smiled, and Huo Yanfeng murmured again: "It's just that even if my Huo family rises, there's no need to make such a big noise, right?"

He also killed two guards from Jin Yao Auction... "How can he become famous without some shocking scenes?

Do you look for friends from the aristocratic circle like you, begging them to join us?

That is not only a decline, but also inefficient.

For example, as we have promoted our achievements in public, we have returned to the position of the first family in Yunyang City. Those people from the aristocratic circle will rush to visit us in the future."

"But, if you kill the two people in Jinyao auction hall, they will not let us go.

With the power of Jinyao Auction, I'm afraid we won't have a foothold even in the entire Yunzhou."

"Don't worry, I'm going to be with you, what are you afraid of?"

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, Yang Feng was confident and sneered: "Boy, remember, businessmen have two biggest weaknesses.

One is profit-oriented, and the other is to stop losses in a timely manner.

As long as you grasp these two points, you will be in trouble in the future with these businessmen.

Believe it or not, I will kill two of them, and he will treat me as a VIP hospitality."

ah?

VIP?

How is that possible?

Huo Yanfeng was stunned for a moment without understanding his intentions.

The eyes of the guard commander were already staring at Yang Feng, and walked over with murderous aura all over his body. A long sword in his hand, shining with a cold and cold light, made a terrifying low sound.

"I don't care who you are, so what if I kill Liao Weilong.

Anyway, if you kill two of my brothers today, don’t think about leaving alive.”

Clang! As soon as the words were finished, the guard commander had already integrated man and sword, and instantly passed through Yang Feng like a meteor. His speed was so fast that no one present could detect it.

Before everyone could react, what was going on? The guard commander had already arrived behind Yang Feng and stood with his sword.

So fast! The onlookers present were all shocked, and the guards at the auction were also amazed.

It is worthy of being our commander. Leng Chengfeng, the Meteor Sword, is afraid that no one in Yunyang City can see clearly the moves of Leng.

Even the head of the Liao family, Liao Weilong, would never see the fast sword of our commander Leng.

This kid is dead, hum, hum! "Come here, take the kid's body away and buried!"

Leng Chengfeng seemed to have the same opinion. He did not look at Yang Feng again, and turned around and walked slowly into the auction hall, but he had not taken a few steps. Yang Feng's laughter suddenly came.

"Oh, just make a gesture?

It seems that the guards at Jinyao Auction are just scheming, hahaha!"

"What?"

His pupils couldn't help but shrink violently. Leng Chengfeng suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Feng with disbelief, saying horror: "How is that possible?

You should have been beheaded by me, how could you…” Beheaded?

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Yang Feng showed an evil curve.

Although Yang Feng's soul power is very weak now, his realm is the realm of a god. How could he be easily injured by a mortal with the laws of time and space?

As long as he changes the position of time and space, the place where the mortal cuts will not be the place where the person wants to aim.

"This guy!"

Kuankuan raised her hand and rubbed her neck twice. Yang Feng sneered: "You seem to like beheading the other party, but when you behead others, can you pay attention to your neck first? Is it safe?"

Your own neck?

Leng Chengfeng was puzzled, and compared Yang Feng's movements, he subconsciously touched his neck, but he felt warm. After he looked closely, he immediately realized that his hands were covered with blood.

“How is that possible?

When did my neck hurt?”

"General Leng, your neck is bleeding!"

When the guards around him saw it, they couldn't help but scream.

But Leng Chengfeng ignored it. At this moment, he was already scared and sweating all over his body. Looking at Yang Feng's evil smile, his hands and feet were cold.

Fast, so fast, so fast that I can't even see my own fast sword.

But...how could it be?

When did he move his hand?

Why don't I notice it at all?

Leng Chengfeng knew in his heart that Yang Feng had shown mercy just now. Not only did he avoid his fast sword, but he also counterattacked himself.

Especially as long as the other party takes a little heavier action, he may have to be in a different position.

But he couldn't notice what trick the other party used to dodge his fast sword and how he hurt himself.

This only shows that the opponent's strength is much higher than his and is not of the same level at all.

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Chengfeng took a cold breath and bowed to Yang Feng, saying with sincerity: "Thank you, my son, for showing mercy!"

Yang Feng smiled and didn't say anything. He just stared at everything below in a dark room on the second floor of the auction house, his sharp eyes staring at everything below through the cracks in the window, and his words were full of surprise and suspicion.

"Commander Leng is a peak master of the third level of Wuling. His fast sword speed is difficult for even the early level of the military general to resist. As a result, under this kid, he has no power to fight back.

Elder, have you seen any clues?"

"No, it's too fast, I can't tell it. This kid's strength is simply unfathomable!"
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