The Yan family sent masters in all the important roads around Daning City, and the masters stationed at this level were three elders of the Yan family's Presbyterian Church, with their strength as the first level building in the Divine Gate Realm.

In addition to the three of them, there are more than ten people, all of whom are masters at the eighth level of the acquired and the nineth level of the acquired.

Any of these people can make the small families inside and outside the Daning City tremble. However, they were so scared that they were silent in front of Chen Feng. None of them dared to speak were all looking at him in shock!

Before receiving this task, they were very dissatisfied and thought to themselves: "Yan Qingyu is just a waste. How powerful can a land taught by waste be?"

However, he didn't expect that Chen Feng was really powerful. He could kill Elder Zhou, who had opened his seven orifices with one sword, with his seven orifices on the first level of the Divine Gate Realm!

His strength is at least the second level of the Divine Gate Realm. Depending on his age, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old. He is so young and so powerful. Is it rumored that he is the first in the newcomer list of Qianyuan Sect? This news is not fake?

Yang Ping looked at Chen Feng, her eyes full of disbelief.

He was actually the first in the newcomer list of Qianyuan Sect! He was actually a master in the second level of the Divine Gate Realm! This time, he had to fight back to the Yan family to avenge his master's revenge and seize the identity of the heir of the family leader!

It turned out to be him!

She smiled bitterly, it was so funny. I thought he had no cultivation and was not a warrior! I was so blind!

Her heart was trembling violently, and she stared at Chen Feng's back blankly. Slowly, only Chen Feng was left in her eyes, and only the upright backbone was left.

Yang Hao's face was pale, his hands moved, and murmured: "It's over, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. He's so powerful, he will definitely kill me."

Chen Feng looked at the dazed Yan family members, and a slight smear of his mouth, outlining a cruel smile, and said in a cold voice: "You don't do it, right? Then I'll do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward. The Yan family members felt a afterimage flashed in front of them. Before they could see clearly what was going on, Chen Feng had already arrived in front of another Yan family elder!

When the elder of the Yan family came to his senses, the long sword had already reached its head.

His eyes were so angry that he shouted loudly, and he fought hard.

But unfortunately, it has no effect at all!

Chen Feng directly cut him off with one knife, and then yelled again: "The murderer is Yan Qingyu's disciple, Chen Feng!"

After saying this, he took another step forward and went to the third elder of the Yan family!

The elder of the Yan family was scared by him. With a scream, he turned around and ran away, but where could he escape?

Chen Feng chased him from behind, and made a mistake in his step, instantly crossing several meters of distance, directly cutting him from behind!

He yelled again: "The murderer is Yan Qingyu's disciple, Chen Feng!"

After seeing this scene, those warriors from the eighth level and ninth level of the acquired warriors were extremely frightened and were about to scatter!

How could Chen Feng let them go, chase them up, and kill them all with one knife!

He stood in this sea of ​​corpses and blood, spreading his arms and dripping from the long sword!

He was covered in blood and laughed wildly at the sky: "The murderer is Yan Qingyu's disciple, Chen Feng!"

The sound shook all over the world, within a radius of ten miles, can be heard!

He was like a madman!

It was also here that the sky suddenly cracked loudly, with lightning and heavy rain falling down.

It was also at the same time that all the masters of the Divine Gate Realm and those with high strength in Daning City all felt something, stood up suddenly, and looked in the direction where Chen Feng was.

In the backyard of the city lord's mansion, in a quiet secret room, an old man in sixty who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He murmured to himself: "With this little guy disrupting the situation, the chaos in Daning City is even more interesting."

The heavy rain poured down, and the blood on Chen Feng's body was completely washed away.

After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief and turned toward the caravan.

When the caravan saw him coming, they couldn't help but take a step back together, with a look of horror on their faces. Yang Zhong even knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and shouted: "Chen Feng, Mr. Chen, don't be as knowledgeable as me. I know I'm wrong, don't kill me!"

Chen Feng walked past him without even looking at him.

He walked directly to Yang Ping, smiled slightly, took out a pack of medium-grade spirit stones and placed them in front of her, and said lightly: "Thank you for your care all the way, this is a little thank you."

Then turn around and leave.

Yang Ping suddenly couldn't help but feel inexplicably sad, and shouted: "Chen Feng, can we meet again in the future?"

Chen Feng paused, then turned around and smiled, "Maybe!"

After saying that, he strides forward and disappears into the rain curtain with Uncle Ya.

Yang Ping suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She knew that she had interacted with Chen Feng at this point in her life, and then separated from each other, and she would never meet again in the future.

She sat on the horse blankly, two lines of clear tears quietly descended, and tears accompanied by the rain, who could tell the difference!
Chapter completed!