He walked back to the door again, and Yan Pingle did not stop him or speak, but just followed him back without saying a word.

Chen Feng walked to the guards and said lightly: "If I heard nothing wrong just now, you are talking about me just now. And he called me a little wild breeder, and he also said that my master Yan Qingyu is a waste."

Several guards looked at each other and laughed loudly, with the laughter full of mockery and disdain.

The young guard who mocked Chen Feng just now looked at Chen Feng with his eyes and said disdainfully: "We were just talking about you, so what? What can you do to us?"

He was extremely arrogant and fearless, and obviously didn't think Chen Feng dared to do anything to them.

The guard then sneered: "Chen Feng, you, a bastard with a humble identity and unknown origin, are you already a blessing for eight lifetimes to be able to participate in the family competition? How dare you be arrogant in the Yan family?"

"Tell you, be honest with your tail, the Yan family is not your countryside. You must understand some rules when you are a person!"

He sneered, "Otherwise, you won't know how you die."

Chen Feng said lightly: "Is that so? I really don't know how I died, but I know how you died!"

Speaking of this, a cold murderous aura flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and he punched hard, and the momentum was shocked by everyone.

The guard hurriedly resisted, but how could he be Chen Feng's opponent?

His arms were shattered together, from bones to flesh and blood, none of them remained, all of them were shaken into powder, and his shoulders were directly empty, and his arms disappeared directly.

He let out a shrill scream and fell backwards.

When Chen Feng made a mistake at his feet, everyone felt that a flower in front of him seemed to flash a series of phantoms.

Then Chen Feng had a palm and printed heavily on his head.

With a bang, his head exploded like a tomato that had been trampled, and the guard's headless body fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. No one expected that Chen Feng was so cruel that he would directly take human life as soon as he started.

The guards were scared to death, and there was no one who dared to speak, all looking at Chen Feng in shock and fear. They did not expect that Chen Feng was so arrogant and his strength was so strong!

Chen Feng looked at Yan Pingle and said lightly: "Since I can participate in the Yan family competition, I inherited the position of my master Yan Qingyu. Even if I am not the young master of the Yan family, at least I am a guest of the Yan family. The servants of the Yan family are so rude to the guests, should they be killed?"

Yan Pingle nodded: "It's time to kill!"

Chen Feng asked again: "Then am I doing it right?"

Yan Pingle continued to nod: "It's right!"

Chen Feng laughed: "That's all?"

Shocking the group of guards, Chen Feng followed Yan Pingle to a yard deep in the Yan family mansion.

The yard is very quaint and inconspicuous, but at least it was cleaned very clean.

Yan Pingle pointed to the yard and said, "Your master has left the house since he was a child. Later, he went back to his family to live for a short time. During that time, he lived here. Since you are his disciple, just live here!"

Chen Feng nodded: "Okay."

The yard is not big, only one pavilion and two or three wing rooms.

Yan Pingle brought Chen Feng here and said goodbye.

Chen Feng walked around the courtyard.

In the bedroom, there were all beddings, and in the living room, the tea cup had just been closed. Chen Feng sat gently on the bed, stroking the bedding with his hands, and seemed to feel a trace of warmth in his hands, just as if his master Yan Qingyu had just woken up here just now, brewed a cup of morning tea, and then went out temporarily because of something.

At this moment, Chen Feng was a little dazed, as if his master would come back in a while.

After a while, he sighed softly, stood up slowly, and walked to the middle of the yard, with a little lonely and sad expression.

He knew that the master would never come back.

Chen Feng took out a jade tablet from his arms. This was the tablet of his master Yan Qingyu. Since his master left, Chen Feng has carved this tablet and has been carrying it with him.

Chen Feng placed the tablet on the table in the main room, then lit incense, knelt in front, and kowtowed three times.

He said in a deep voice: "Master, the Yan family has caused you so much humiliation. Today, I will ask for all these for you."

In the evening, Yan Qinglan came to have another trip and talked with Chen Feng for a long time before leaving.

Yan Qinglan left, but the words he said just now seemed to echo in Chen Feng's ears.

"The most outstanding disciple of all the Yan family members is named Yan Zigui, who has an extremely talented talent. At the age of fifteen, he was attracted by a senior from Ziyang Sword Field and entered the Ziyang Sword Field. You should also know that Ziyang Sword Field is the most brilliant and powerful sect in Danyang County. Any disciple who can enter Ziyang Sword Field has excellent talent."

"And, the martial arts they came into contact with were far inferior to those of the Qianyuan Sect and the Yan family."

Chen Feng highly recognized what Yan Qinglan said. Ziyang Sword Field is not at the same level as Qianyuan Sect. The former is much better than the latter.
Chapter completed!