It was already dusk when the car drove out of the capital.

It was getting dark, and Chen Fan said, "How far is it?"

"You care how far it is?"

The princess said disdainfully: "If you are afraid, it is still too late to get out of the car and get out!"

Chen Fan said calmly: "Feng Qianyuan did not die in my hands."

"That has nothing to do with you!"

The princess said with hatred: "If you didn't hurt him, how could he die? No matter who the murderer is, I will kill him with my own hands!"

"You will also be buried with my brother!"

Chen Fan looked indifferent and did not comment on this.

This woman's attitude represents the true attitude of the Feng family.

However, the Feng family is nothing more than that in his eyes. It has been more than three years since the real murderer was discovered, which shows that this ancient family is not adapted to modern society.

The Feng family has great power in the world, but this power may not necessarily be energy.

The things here are quite complicated.

He simply closed his eyes and meditated, not bothering to argue with the princess.

Finally, when the sky darkened, the car drove into the mountains.

As far as Chen Fan knows, this place should be in the Yanshan Mountains, and its geographical location should be in the northwest area of ​​Yanshan.

After driving along the mountain road for an hour, the car turned into a trail and soon reached a valley.

The terrain at the mouth of the valley is dangerous, with steep slopes on both sides. Even though a road has been built to get in, it is still scary.

In ancient times, this was obviously a battleground for military strategists.

Passing through the valley, in the night, the outline of a village under a mountain peak was visible.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village, and looking around, there was a stone road going up diagonally, giving off an indescribable classical charm.

On both sides of the stone slab are row upon row of houses, all of which are spacious, decorated in a classical and elegant style, and arranged in the shape of nine palaces and eight trigrams.

The woman did not get out of the car directly, but sounded the horn.

A long whistle broke the silence of the night.

In this ancient village, countless lights lit up, even on the top of every building, making the whole village look like daytime.

From one of the classical-style buildings, one or two young people walked out and jumped onto the stone road that was unknown for how many years. They stood one after another every four or five meters.

The princess got out of the car and said, "Here we are, you insisted on coming, and this is a welcome ceremony for you!"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "How do you say that?"

"This road leads directly to the Feng family's ancestral hall." The woman sneered: "You walk there step by step, and every time you come in front of a young man, he will take a move at you!"

"Should I take this move?"

Chen Fan asked.

"No, it's a hard blow!" The woman snorted: "If you can't do it, you don't have to go in, just get out of here!"

Chen Fan frowned.

This condition is too harsh, and besides, it is not his style to fight hard without fighting back.

"I forgot to tell you that this ceremony was proposed by my brother!" the woman said coldly: "He had this plan three years ago to let the young people in the clan stand on both sides of the road and let him forcefully pass through.

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"This will prove his peerless beauty!"

"He has always been the future of the Feng family, a genius who only appears once in a century."

Chen Fan looked calm and said: "Where is the elder of your Feng family?"

The woman said coldly, "It's in the ancestral hall! After knowing that you were coming, the Feng family didn't want you to leave alive!"

Chen Fan said calmly: "What will be the consequences if I kill all the way?"

"The masters of the Feng family will take action together to kill you!"

"What's the difference to me?"

Chen Fan's lips curled up with a trace of mockery.

"The difference is whether you follow the rules or not!"

The woman said proudly: "If you don't comply with our requirements, you will forcefully break into the Feng family ancestral hall, so there is no need to have any scruples."

Chen Fan nodded to show that he understood and said: "Then let's do it. For the sake of the dead Feng Qianyuan, I will tolerate you just once."

"But if you, the Feng family, don't want to cause disaster, you'd better be a little self-aware!"

"What a loud tone!" The woman sneered and said, "For thousands of years, no one has dared to come to the Feng family to act wild!"

"Do you really think you are someone? If it weren't for your status as the Undefeated King, do you think you would have survived more than three years ago?"

"Your identity means nothing here!"

Chen Fan glanced at it lightly, stepped onto the bluestone road, and said: "Stop talking nonsense!"

He had only taken two steps when a young man with short hair on his left slapped him with his palm.

This man had a stocky build and struck Chen Fan's chest with his palm, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Brother Qianyuan, I will avenge you!"

As soon as he took action, he let out a thunderous roar.

For an ancient family like the Feng family, if they pick up any young man, they will be pretty strong.

Chen Fan seemed as if he hadn't seen him before.

With a bang, the palm hit Chen Fan on the chest.

The moment he hesitated with his palm force, Chen Fan's chest shrank back.

With a bang, the young man flew out.

Chen Fan paced forward with his hands behind his back.

Princess Feng's pupils narrowed slightly as she watched this scene.

Tonight, except for those who are not here, all the young people in the clan will go out.

Although the young man who was knocked away by Chen Fan was just beginning to develop his inner strength, this slap was by no means easy for him to receive. Who would have thought that Chen Fan would be dealt with so lightly and without any incident.

Chen Fan took a few steps.

The second young man stepped forward, made a horse stance, and struck with a direct punch.

The boxing is an ordinary Hong boxing, but the inner strength contained in it is by no means weak.

However, Chen Fan leaned slightly forward at this moment, taking the first step, and met the punch with his abdomen.

The young man staggered back, his face turning red.

Chen Fan kept walking and moved forward calmly.

The third one was a woman. When facing Chen Fan, she kicked Chen Fan to the side. The real and false kick was uncertain, and it hit the vital point of Chen Fan's body.

The next moment, the woman flew backwards and fell to the ground. Chen Fan continued to walk.

He inevitably stopped at his feet, but only for a few seconds at most. With his hands behind his back, wherever he passed, young people from the Feng family were defeated one after another with red faces.

Their strength was too low, and when their internal energy hit Chen Fan, they were bounced away.

No one can let Chen Fan stay for even a few seconds longer.

Some old and middle-aged people walked out of the small buildings on both sides.

They watched Chen Fan walking towards the ancestral hall in silence, their eyes looking a little complicated.

The Princess of the Feng family followed Chen Fan, and those young people who failed to stop Chen Fan, like her, followed Chen Fan, waiting to see Chen Fan be stopped.

The road is halfway through, and after a not too big curve, a black Duansu building can be seen at the foot of the cliff two to three hundred meters away.

On the steps of that building, there were some old and elderly people standing, looking over here.

After turning this corner, under the eaves on the left, a slender young man wearing gray training clothes stepped out and stood in front of Chen Fan.

Chen Fan's pupils narrowed.

Although this man is young, his energy is extraordinary and his eyes are like lightning.
Chapter completed!