Regal Guard of Dragon

"Don't say it hurt them, I killed them today. That is their honor, and let me cut my arm. I think you are purely seeking death!" Huang Feihao sneered again and again.

He has given Chen Feng a lot of face, but Chen Feng has repeatedly provoke him, really when he Huang Feihao is in a muddle?

"Huang Feihao, don't be rude to Chen Shao!" Chen Zewen said angrily, but Chen Feng was even regarded as their master Huang Laosan as a guest of honor, and even by generation, Chen Feng should be their teacher. uncle.

If Huang Feihao beat Zhou Jinlong, even Chen Feng dares to humiliate him. What is this not to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?

"Shao Chen?" Huang Feihao sneered.

"Junior Brother, you are really going back more and more confused."

"It's fine to be friends with a few hillbillies."

"Now that he is still a running dog for an ordinary person, and he still calls such a man a master?"

Huang Feihao shook his head:

"The face of my Chinese Gang has lost you!"

In Huang Feihao's eyes, Chen Feng was a real ordinary person, without the slightest amount of cultivation.

The only thing that is unusual about Chen Feng is probably his identity, he is a child of a big family in Cangzhou.

Rich second generation, or official second generation.

This identity, perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, is an unattainable existence.

But in the eyes of a warrior like him, fart is not!

In today's world, only those families with top martial artists can enter the eyes of Huang Feihao.

Huo's family on Hong Kong Island, Xiao's family in Yanjing, and Ye's family in Zhonghai...

These families have martial arts masters, and even martial arts masters!

Only such a family is the top family in the true sense!

Such a family, even if you look at the whole world, have unparalleled influence.

They can decide the domestic economic trend and policy situation with a single word.

Even families with great influence overseas, like the Ye family, can directly step down the leaders of some small overseas countries in one sentence.

Heirs who come out of such a family can be called the young master.

Is he worthy of this shameless young man in front of him?

The frog at the bottom of the well dare to talk?

ridiculous!

"you wanna die!"

Chen Zewen was furious, and shot directly.

Huang Feihao sneered, greeted him with an iron fist, without any fear.

"boom"

When the two met, their energies overlapped.

Chen Zewen retreated three steps uncontrollably, his face flushed.

On the other hand, Huang Feihao had a face of wind and light.

"Junior brother, do you have this strength?" Huang Feihao smiled disdainfully, and said sarcastically, "It's no wonder that you are a running dog for such trash."

"Son of a bitch!"

Chen Zewen gritted his teeth, he was in the early stage of Anjin, but Huang Feihao was in the middle stage of Anjin, a level difference, he was indeed not Huang Feihao's opponent.

"Brother, let's go together."

At this time, Chen Zeli, Chen Zexiong and Chen Zejiao also stood up with angrily.

"Okay, let's go with the four of you trash, I want to see, you four trash, how can you support me."

Huang Feihao still looked arrogant, the warrior reached the realm of dark power, a gap in the realm, the gap in combat power brought about by it was totally upside-down.

Not to mention the four brothers and sisters of the Chen family, even with a team of the four brothers and sisters of the Chen family, he has the confidence to win.

Soon, the five were fighting together.

The five of them are all battlefield veterans with a long history, but sometimes, the gap in realm cannot be made up by experience.

Huang Feihao used all his strength to overwhelm others and pushed back the four brothers and sisters of the Chen family.

Chen Feng frowned. It was not that he could not shoot directly, but he had already noticed that Chen Zewen's realm had been stuck in the early stage of Dark Jin, unable to make progress.

It takes an opportunity for Chen Zewen to break through.

Right now, it is a good opportunity.

Although Huang Feihao's realm is higher than Chen Zewen's, he is not directly crushed. He can bring pressure to Chen Zewen.

Heavy pressure and life and death are the best agents for warriors to break through.

Huang Feihao kicked Chen Zeli's chest and directly kicked Chen Zeli seven or eight meters away, landing like a kite with a broken line.

"puff"

Chen Zeli vomited blood violently and instantly lost his combat effectiveness.

When Chen Zeli fell, Huang Feihao instantly tore a gap in the front of Chen's four siblings.

One punch, one kick.

Chen Zexiong and Chen Zejiao flew out at the same time.

Only Chen Zewen with red eyes was left.

Chen Feng sighed and prepared to take action.

But at this moment, an indifferent voice came from behind: "Stop."

Huang Feihao's stature froze, and his fist stopped abruptly three feet in front of Chen Zewen's nose.

An indifferent old man in a white exercise suit walked over with his hands.

Walking with him is a middle-aged man in black costume.

The middle-aged man has a large body, his back is straight like a sword, and he walks with an aura of no anger and prestige.

The two came together, and everyone involuntarily gave way.

When they walked in front of Chen Feng, neither of them glanced at Chen Feng, but turned to Chen Zewen.

"Who are you?" The old man in white practice clothes had a torch, and his eyes were full of scrutiny when he looked at Chen Zewen.

"Back to senior, junior Chen Zewen." Chen Zewen bowed slightly, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

"Chen Zewen?" The old man frowned, "Can you register with the Wumeng?"

"Back to the seniors, the juniors have just returned to China and haven't registered in the Wumeng." Chen Zewen respectfully said. All Chinese martial artists must register and write their own identity information in the Wumeng.

This is the rules of the Wumeng. Although overbearing, none of the world's warriors dare not be convinced.

"Give you three days to go to Jiangbei Wumeng and register."

"Three days later, if there is no information from you in the Wumeng League, get out of China for me!"

The old man spoke calmly, his tone extremely domineering.

"Yes, senior." Chen Zewen nodded respectfully. Although he was scolded, he didn't dare to be dissatisfied.

He can't afford it because of the China Wu League!

Those who dared to provoke the Huaxia Wu League were all dead.

Even the master of martial arts is no exception!

China has three leagues.

Wumeng, Zhanmeng, Longmeng.

Within the Wu League, the responsibility is to supervise all the warriors in China, maintain social order, and prevent the warriors from disrupting the lives of normal people.

In addition to the leader of the war alliance, the duty is to conquer overseas, only when China's interests are violated, the war alliance will go out.

As for the Dragon Alliance, it is also in the main, but the existence of the Dragon Alliance is not for ordinary people, but for the top group of people in China, political and business minds, scientific research academicians, economic predators and other top talents.

The Dragon Alliance exists to protect these people from harm.

The China Three Leagues can be said to be the cornerstone of China's Zhen Country.

The Three Leagues are here, and China is here.

The Three Leagues are destroyed and China is dead!

There is no doubt that the three leagues have martial arts masters, and there is more than one!

Who would dare to mess with the three leagues?

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