Warden of Heaven

Chapter 233 Can you use a sword?
"Okay, let's go."

The corner of Zhao Feiyun's mouth twitched, a smile appeared on his face, and he said.

Only then did Chen Feng nod his head in satisfaction, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Xiaopeng and Shen Zixi obviously did not expect that Chen Feng had such an identity.

Immediately, he was pleasantly surprised, and followed Chen Feng swaggeringly towards the flat ground.

"Miss!"

Seeing this, Li Sanguang hurriedly exclaimed, wanting to step forward to stop Shen Zixi.

However, he was stopped by the Wudang faction disciple on duty, and said indifferently.

"People from Kongtong, please get out of here!"

Li Sanguang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he watched Shen Zixi walk away, feeling anxious for a while.

At this time, Shen Zixi turned her head, blinked at Li Sanguang, and said with a smile.

"Have you heard, people from the Kongtong faction can't come over!"

"Fortunately, I belong to the Beggar Gang, hehe."

Shen Zixi snorted softly, turned around with her chin raised and her expression proud.

Li Sanguang was speechless for a while, his eyelids twitched anxiously.

Miss, she is too capricious!

Just throwing himself away and following Chen Feng into this group of martial arts people, isn't this nonsense?

Do you know that this group of people have blood on their hands, and they kill without blinking an eye!

Moreover, Chen Feng was still an enemy of the Shen family, and he crippled Shen Tianyu's ruthless character.

With this pack of wolves, if something goes wrong, how can he explain to the Shen family.

Although Li Sanguang was extremely anxious, he didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, Shen Zixi exposed his Kongtong identity as soon as he came, and became the target of public criticism.

If you force your way, you will be attacked by the crowd.

At that time, even if he has three heads and six arms, he can't resist it.

"Oh, don't worry!"

Li Sanguang had no choice but to retreat hundreds of meters away, looked at Shen Zixi from a distance, and prayed silently in his heart that nothing bad happened.

At this moment, Chen Feng swaggered into the crowd of martial arts figures.

While walking, he kept waving his hands to the curious crowd and said with a smile on his face.

"Hello, everyone."

"You've worked hard!"

"I am Zhao Feiyun's master, and my name is Chen Feng."

"Everyone, don't look outside, the world of martial arts is one family, everyone just follow Zhao Feiyun to discuss seniority."

puff!
As soon as Chen Feng said these words, not only Zhao Feiyun's face turned green, but everyone around him also had black lines all over their heads, and the muscles on their faces twitched.

Zhao Feiyun's master?

Fuck, this seniority is a bit scary.

Zhao Feiyun is a three-generation disciple of the Beggar Gang, so isn't his master the same generation as the leader of the Beggar Gang?

At the scene, the disciples from each sect were basically disciples of the third generation, who were on the same generation as Zhao Feiyun.

According to Chen Feng's statement, wouldn't everyone present have become grandchildren?
Nima, I haven't found the opportunity yet, why did he find a master first?
What is this called!
If Chen Feng is an elder, then forget it, call him whatever you want.

However, this kid looks younger than Zhao Feiyun.

How did you become a master?

Everyone was depressed, and Zhao Feiyun was even more depressed.

Looking at Chen Feng, his eyelids twitched.

Is this what you call being low-key?

Keep me quiet?
But you yourself are like him in a military parade, so that the whole martial arts world knows that I, Zhao Feiyun, have come to Hengye.

Really drunk.

"Ah, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Many martial arts practitioners clasped their fists at Chen Feng perfunctorily, their tone was vague and their faces were embarrassed, all of them looked like they were constipated.

Each of them is a leader in various sects, and they are usually aloof and admired by others.

Let them treat a young man like Chen Feng as a teacher?
I don't want to kill them either.

"Hehehe, Chen Feng, you are too good at pretending."

"What master, isn't he just a college student who just graduated?"

"You are all so funny!"

At this time, a sudden laugh came out, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw a girl in red behind Master Jingyi, laughing forward and backward, as if hearing a big joke.

"Little Dream!"

Master Jingyi was startled, and hurriedly reprimanded Wang Yimeng.

Here are all well-known figures in the martial arts world, whoever gets Wang Yimeng to speak.

Wang Yi dreamed that Master Jingyi had a serious face, and immediately stuck out his tongue, stopped laughing, and stepped aside silently.

Although she is usually unruly and willful, she is not stupid.

She also knows that this kind of occasion is not a place where she is allowed to play her temper.

However, Wang Yimeng's words fell into everyone's ears, and some people's eyes suddenly showed a bright light.

Originally, Chen Feng somehow became Zhao Feiyun's master, making them all grandchildren, and these people felt unhappy.

Now, hearing Wang Yimeng's words, I feel something is wrong in my heart.

It's unbelievable that a young man in his early twenties is the same generation as the leader of the beggar gang.

Moreover, looking at Zhao Feiyun's appearance just now, it is obvious that he did not know Chen Feng before.

This kid, isn't he really pretending?
People in the martial arts world are aggressive. When they thought that they might be deceived by Chen Feng, someone immediately stood up and clasped their fists at Chen Feng.

"I heard that Your Excellency is Zhao Feiyun's master, a senior of the Beggar Gang."

"Feng Wuyang, the Huashan School, has some doubts about martial arts, and I would like to ask the seniors to give me some advice."

"I don't know senior, can you enlighten me!"

As soon as Feng Wuyang's words came out, everyone present's eyes lit up, and they all became energetic.

Although Feng Wuyang's words were polite, everyone in the martial arts world knew that he was challenging Chen Feng!
Involuntarily, everyone looked at Chen Feng with gloating faces.

Feng Wuyang, No. 1 of the three generations of disciples of the Huashan School, a Haoyue sword, is superb and reaches the pinnacle.

Among the young generation in the entire martial arts world, they are all strong men.

Compared with Zhao Feiyun, he is only stronger but not weaker.

Now, Feng Wuyang challenged Chen Feng, wondering if this so-called master would dare to accept the challenge?

Looking at his age, no matter how strong he is, he can't be Feng Wuyang's opponent.

If he really dared to get off the stage and let Feng Wuyang beat him up violently, how could he, a master, have the face to embarrass himself in front of everyone?
Chen Feng was taken aback when he heard this, and then said calmly with a majestic face behind his hands.

"As I said just now, the world's martial arts are one family, why are you being so polite?"

"Looking at your age, you should be in the same generation as Zhao Feiyun, right?"

"I have no other advantages in this person, that is, I am generous and informal!" Chen Feng waved his hand and said domineeringly.

"Today, I treat you as my grandson!"

"If you have any doubts, just tell me!"

"Master, I will never hide my secrets, I will definitely guide you well!"

"You don't have to be too moved, there's no way, master, I'm just so bold and generous!"

With his chin raised, Chen Feng looked like an elder, and he waved his hand towards Feng Wuyang, full of domineering arrogance, which is called boldness.

puff!
But hearing these words in Feng Wuyang's ears, he was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his face turned black.

Damn, you still think of me as your grandson?
What the hell do I lack for a master like you!

Bold and generous?
I am mad at your sister!

Can't you tell, I'm challenging you?

Really put on the air of a senior expert, want to give me some advice?
How old are you!

Later, I will beat you to the ground, and see if you can still pretend.

Swish!
Feng Wuyang's face was ashen, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the Haoyue Sword from his waist, and suddenly a sharp flash flashed in the clear sky, and the cold air was overwhelming!

"Please enlighten me!"

Feng Wuyang shouted lightly, grasped the sword formula, and was about to make a move.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing this, Chen Feng hurriedly opened his mouth and stopped Feng Wuyang.

Then, he shook his head slightly, sighed, speechless, and said in disgust.

"How can the hand gesture be full of loopholes?"

"Can you use a sword?"

puff!
As soon as Chen Feng said those words, everyone present was stunned, with strange expressions on their faces.

(End of this chapter)