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Chapter 647: The Sword Qi is Ninety Thousand Miles

Zhuo Zheng's eyes showed an incredible look, and the Adam's apple shook up and down. Suddenly, with a "pop", a blood arrow shot out from his forehead. The man had already fallen straight on the floor, his eyes wide open, as if he didn't believe that he would die until he died!

Kill with one sword!

Feng Mohan, Duan Hao was shocked!

Chen Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant!

There is murderous intent everywhere!

In the villa and in the hall, Chen Feiyu was snatching the crowd first, with his sword energy running across 90,000 miles. Zhuo Zheng died immediately, shocking the audience!

Chi Lian stood behind Chen Feiyu, his eyes were hot and his mood moved.

She likes the master, and she also likes the master's refreshing killing method!

Feng Mohan and Duan Hao changed their faces drastically, and they took two steps back together, and a strong fear arose in their hearts, fearing that they would die under Chen Feiyu's sword if they had a disagreement!

Chen Feiyu stood with his hands behind his back, turned his head, and looked at Feng Mohan and Duan Hao, with sharp eyes, as if he had been unsheathed, and he would drink blood to kill the enemy at any time!

Feng Mohan and Duan Hao were sweating in cold sweat, and they felt frightened in their hearts. They couldn't help but take another step back, fearing that they would follow Zhuo Zheng's footsteps.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu walked towards Feng Mohan and Duan Hao, walking slowly, with no sadness or joy on his face, but the murderous intent on his body forced the two of them to breathe, as if they were about to suffocate.

Chen Feiyu took a step forward, Feng Mohan and Duan Hao couldn't help but take two steps back. Chen Feiyu took another step forward, Feng Mohan and Duan Hao took two steps back, as if Chen Feiyu was the lustful judge, making them want to stay away from Chen Feiyu from the bottom of their hearts.

When Chen Feiyu walked to the sofa, Feng Mohan and Duan Hao wanted to retreat, but suddenly, they felt their backs hard and they had already retreated to the wall.

There is no way to retreat!

The two of them felt desperate, their faces were as dark as the faces, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Although this is the secret stronghold of the Ghost Medical Sect in the provincial capital, although there are many martial arts masters here, and there are many gun-carried disciples of the Ghost Medical Sect outside the villa, and although Feng Mohan himself is a martial arts master in the "late stage of Tongyou".

But now, Chen Feiyu's aura alone made Feng Mohan unable to have the idea of ​​resisting at all.

There is no way, whoever asked Chen Feiyu to come up would snatch the blame and use his sword energy to kill Zhuo Zheng with one blow.

Feng Mohan knew such silent but extremely sharp killing methods, but he was afraid that he would die under Chen Feiyu's sword energy before he could call him.

At this moment, Feng Mohan's face looked like earth. How could he have the energy he was when he planned to conspire against Chen Feiyu just now?

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and his murderous intent was restrained without venting it.

Chi Lian was very obedient and poured a glass of red wine for Chen Feiyu, then stood behind Chen Feiyu, stretched out his slender hands, gently kneaded Chen Feiyu's shoulders, and massaged her beloved master.

"Your lives are in my hands. Whether you two are alive or dead is completely between my thoughts. Now, if I ask, you will answer honestly. Otherwise, Zhuo Zheng is the lesson of your past. Do you understand?" Chen Feiyu said lightly, picked up the red wine and savored it gently, without any worries about Feng Mohan and Duan Hao resisting.

Because he regarded Feng Mohan and Duan Hao as ants, while he himself was the god-lord who controlled the lives of Feng Mohan and Duan Hao!

Feng Mohan's face changed constantly. He knew very well that what Chen Feiyu wanted to ask was nothing more than the confidential information in the Ghost Doctor Sect. The key point was that even if he told the secret of the Ghost Doctor Sect truthfully, Chen Feiyu might not let him go.

"The first question." Chen Feiyu put down his wine glass and said, "Your name is Feng Mohan. What is the relationship with Feng Feiran, whom I killed in Mingji City?"

Feng Mohan's face turned pale and remained silent.
Chapter completed!
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