City Against Heaven Doctor

Chapter 95: Playing Swords in Front of Zunjing (Part [-])
The outside of the villa was full of players from Qingyun Club.

Following Jiang Feiyun's appearance, these people looked at him in unison, with hostility in everyone's eyes.

"Yo, so many people welcome me?"

Jiang Feiyun said jokingly.

After hearing this, the man with the necklace standing next to him had a sneer on his lips. Will this kid still pretend to be calm?

Gao Wen held Jiang Feiyun's hand tightly, clung to Jiang Feiyun's body, and followed him towards a villa.

Jiang Feiyun held Gao Wen's slender fingers with his backhand.

A warmth spread into Gao Wen's palm immediately, comforting her in panic.

Suddenly, Gao Wen was no longer so afraid in her heart.

It seemed that as long as Jiang Feiyun existed, she would have a place of shelter.

Jiang Feiyun walked into the door and saw a middle-aged man kneeling in front of a table.

Although his back was turned to the figure, Jiang Feiyun could still tell that this person was Meng Chenjun.

Jiang Feiyun looked up and found two portraits on the table, one was Ji Yezhou and the other was actually Meng Qi.

Jiang Feiyun frowned, he didn't expect Meng Qi to die.

Just breaking an arm would not kill him!
At that time, Jiang Feiyun didn't kill him, he didn't expect Meng Qi to be so fragile.

The necklace man walked to Meng Chenjun's side, bent down and whispered into his ear, "Boss, the man has already been brought."

After hearing this, Meng Chenjun stood up slowly and waved his hands.

After seeing the surrounding Qingyun Club members, they all retreated.

In the entire living room, there were only three people, Jiang Feiyun, Meng Chenjun and Gao Wen.

Meng Chenjun turned around slowly, squinted his eyes, and looked at Jiang Feiyun.

As the head of the Meng family, Meng Chenjun is now the helm of the Qingyun Club. He has experienced half his life and has seen all kinds of people.

However, at such a young age as Jiang Feiyun, he could have such a mysterious aura, but Meng Chenjun couldn't help but be shocked.

Meng Chenjun looked up to the sky and sighed, his whole body seemed to be haggard, and he said to himself: "There is a kind of grief in this world, which is called white-haired people giving black-haired people. Jiang Chenyu, do you know an old saying?"

Jiang Feiyun remained silent.

Meng Chenjun withdrew his eyes, his eyes became cold, and his whole face was as cold as ice.

"It's called 'killing for life'!"

Jiang Feiyun suddenly understood, it turned out that Meng Chenjun asked someone to force him to come here tonight, just to have a life-and-death fight with him, so as to avenge his son.

Now this is the Meng family's home court, and Mr. Meng Chen has a good location and harmony, which is enough to kill Jiang Feiyun.

Meng Chenjun said: "I think my apprentice Ji Yezhou didn't offend you in any way, but he was killed by you. And my son Meng Qi, who didn't offend you in any way, was also killed by you. You killed two in a row. Human life, what should be the crime—”

The last four words burst out in one breath, and the voice and momentum changed suddenly, which shocked people's hearts.

This questioning method with a frustrating tone has been tried and tested repeatedly by Meng Chenjun, and it can always shake the other party's mind.

However, Meng Chenjun was surprised to find that Jiang Feiyun stood in place, like a ten thousand year old pine, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

On the contrary, Gao Wen, who was standing beside her, trembled with fright at the harsh words.

"what!"

Meng Chenjun let out a horrified sound in his heart, narrowed his eyes, and secretly sighed that this kid was really not simple.

Why is it possible to have such a calm mind at such a young age?
Only Jiang Feiyun knew in his heart that in the face of absolute power, playing some fancy tricks was showing his shame.

Like an ant playing a cadence trick in front of you, does it move you inside?
Jiang Feiyun replied calmly: "If you kill it, you will kill it. What is the crime?"

"you……"

After Meng Chenjun heard this, he was so angry that he swallowed all the words in his throat.

"good, very good, excellent!"

Meng Chenjun said hello three times in a row, and endless scorn flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that he, Mr. Meng Chen, has not made a move for many years, and now even a young boy dares to challenge him.

"Then you are ready to pay your life for my son and apprentice."

Meng Chenjun raised his right hand and stirred it in the air.

Immediately, the spiritual energy in the surroundings was sensed, they were dispatched one after another, and gathered around Mr. Meng Chen.

A powerful breath emanated from Meng Chenjun's body immediately.

At this time, the water vapor in the air suddenly condensed together, condensing into an ice sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

The smooth sword body is like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery.

The sharp point of the sword pointed directly at Jiang Feiyun.

"Half-honored?" Jiang Feiyun muttered.

Meng Chenjun smiled triumphantly, with a look of pride on his face, and said, "That's right, it's the half-honored one!"

Meng Chenjun did not expect that this kid's perception was so keen that he could tell his cultivation at a glance.

It seems that this son also has the cultivation base of half-respect, otherwise how can he see through it at a glance?
Although Jiang Feiyun had cultivated to half-honored at such a young age, Meng Chenjun was still not afraid.

It's just because he, as a veteran demi-honor, had already stepped into this realm many years ago.

And Jiang Feiyun is still young, even if he started to practice from the mother's womb, he has just stepped into the realm of the deity not long ago.

His foundation is certainly not stable.

Therefore, Meng Chenjun has the certainty of victory.

"To die—"

Meng Chenjun yelled violently and flicked his fingers.

clang--

There was only a sound of sword chant resounding in the whole room.

The ice sword made of condensed water vapor seemed to have turned into a real sharp sword, emitting a metallic hum.

The ice sword cut through the air, bringing up a series of air ripples, and shot towards Jiang Feiyun.

Gao Wen stood where she was, petrified by the scene in front of her, her mind went blank.

Jiang Feiyun smiled lightly, and said: "A drop of water turns into ice, and you use ice to control your sword. Yes, this is indeed enough to make you proud. It's just..."

I saw Jiang Feiyun's body trembled suddenly, and the vitality in his body emitted from the pores all over his body.

The invisible vitality formed a thin air shield, protecting Jiang Feiyun and Gao Wen like an indestructible city wall.

The sharp ice sword struck the air shield with a biting aura.

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Chenjun snorted airily.

If Jiang Feiyun tried to use his vitality as a shield to resist his sword attack, he would be like a mantis arm.

You must know that although the cultivation base of a half-respected person has already stepped into the threshold of the respected state, it is still not the real respected state after all.

If it is not the state of dignity, it is impossible to truly communicate with the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth, and release the air to separate from the body.

In Meng Chenjun's view, Jiang Feiyun's move was undoubtedly too exaggerated, and he actually wanted to imitate the respected master and play the game of deflation.

However, in an instant, the smile on Meng Chenjun's face gradually froze until it disappeared.

I saw that after the ice sword hit the air mask, it was difficult to get in and stayed outside the air mask.

"This...how is it possible?"

Meng Chenjun was at a loss for a moment.

Thinking of him, an old half-respect master, his sword was blocked by a new generation half-respect junior.

This is simply unreasonable!

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, a terrible idea appeared in Meng Chenjun's mind, but he rejected it in an instant.

"Impossible, he is only 20 years old, it is impossible to cultivate to that level... Impossible..."

Jiang Feiyun smiled when he saw what Meng Chenjun thought of, and couldn't bear to hit this old guy.

"That's right, you're playing with a sword in front of an honorable realm!"

Jiang Feiyun raised his hand slightly, and the aura of heaven and earth around him suddenly surged in and out from the pores of Jiang Feiyun's body, echoing with the vitality in his body.

With just a few gestures, you can communicate with the aura around you. This scene made Meng Chenjun's eyes tremble.

"To die—"

With a flick of Jiang Feiyun's fingers, the vitality in his body mixed with the surrounding spiritual energy and rushed out, breaking the ice sword in an instant.

Then he counterattacked all the way and shot into Meng Chenjun's shoulder.

call out--

Meng Chenjun only felt that a light and shadow penetrated the air and came towards him.

But this speed was too astonishing, he could barely see clearly, and couldn't dodge at all.

"what……"

Meng Chenjun was hit on the shoulder by this airflow, and his whole body flew upside down, smashed the table, and slid on the ground for more than ten meters, and finally hit the wall to stabilize his figure.

"Pfft..."

Meng Chenjun tilted his head and sprayed a mouthful of blood, only feeling the qi and blood in his body surge, and his breathing was disordered.

one strike!
With just one blow, Meng Chenjun was defeated!
Meng Chenjun stared at Jiang Feiyun intently.

Jiang Feiyun was still standing where he was, with a calm look, as if the world was collapsing in front of him without changing his face.

Meng Chenjun's heart was filled with turmoil, and he squinted his eyes and stared at Jiang Feiyun with a pair of sophisticated eyes.

At any rate, Meng Chenjun can be regarded as the head of a generation of patriarchs, and after running the Qingyun Club for many years, his heart has already been honed to incomparable perseverance.

It didn't take a moment to calm down the shock in my heart.

"Haha...hahahaha..."

Meng Chenjun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, even forgetting the pain in his body.

Jiang Feiyun looked at Meng Chenjun, wondering why he was still smiling when he was defeated?
Meng Chenjun's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Jiang Feiyun again, but at this time, his eyes shone with shrewdness.

"Boy, did you use any special method to force your own cultivation into the realm of respect?"

Meng Chenjun was convinced that the truth must be like this.

Otherwise, at Jiang Feiyun's age, how could he have reached the respectable state?
If so, this kid's talent is really too monstrous.

You know, although there is no shortage of geniuses in this world, geniuses are not everywhere.

Therefore, Meng Chenjun would rather believe that Jiang Feiyun used some kind of heresy to temporarily maintain his cultivation at the honorable level.

Jiang Feiyun was speechless for a moment.

It turned out that this person just laughed because he thought he had seen through his details.

But the truth is, Meng Chenjun is just deceiving himself and others.

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