Chapter six hundred and fortieth go away
Chen Feng looked at the young man in the lead and said in a cold voice: "You are Yang Ba."
"Are you looking for my elder brother?"
The young man sneered disdainfully: "You are worthy of finding my elder brother? Don't urinate and take a look at what he is!"
Chen Feng shouted coldly, "It's not Yang Ba, just get out of here!"
The young man's face suddenly became vicious, and he said in a cold voice: "Little bastard, I'm looking for death!"
But before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank, because Chen Feng had already punched him hard.
The young man was about to arrive instinctively, but as soon as his fist touched the dragon's airflow as thick as a water tank, there was a crackling sound of breaking.
The two dragon-shaped airflows, like a shattering, directly shattered his arm bones, bombarded him, smashing his entire body to pieces, and his body fell softly to the ground like a rag bag, and he had become a useless man.
Not only that, the two or three young men next to them were also affected, and were seriously injured, vomited blood and were knocked out.
Chen Feng frowned. The wastes of the Yang family, who are so weak, can they enter the Ziyang Sword Field?
A sense of resentment arose in his heart. How strict the Ziyang Sword Field is in the selection of people in Qianyuan Sect. He only chose the three people with the best talent and the best mind.
But in the Yang family, the selection of people is so relaxed, and even such a waste can come in. It is really unfair to do things like this!
Chen Feng shouted coldly, "How can you guys who can't even take my move into Ziyang Sword Field?"
"Since the person who chose Ziyang Sword Field is unclear, I will wipe him! Let him know that the ones selected by Ziyang Sword Field in the Yang family are all wasteful things!"
While speaking, resentment was soaring.
The onlookers applauded.
They were also indignant that the Yang family had so many ordinary talents and were selected into the Ziyang Sword Field.
As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, a young man came from the Yang family courtyard. He was about twenty-one or two years old, wearing a green robe, high cheekbones, hooked nose, and two deep nasolabial folds.
A cold air emerged from his body, with a huge momentum, which was definitely not comparable to those Yang family disciples just now.
He looked at Chen Feng, frowned, and shouted coldly: "Who is the one? How dare you be arrogant in my Yang family courtyard? Are you tired of living?"
"If you are tired of living, I don't mind giving you a ride!"
Chen Feng looked at him coldly, and only five words popped out of his mouth: "Is it Yang Ba?"
The young man in green robe was slightly stunned and said coldly: "Are you looking for our elder brother?"
When Chen Feng heard this, he knew that he was not Yang Ba. Without waiting for him to finish speaking, he took a step forward and shouted coldly, "Since it is not, then get out of the way!"
Whispers sounded among the crowd next to him.
"This young man in green robe is named Yang Chun! Among all the disciples recruited by the Ziyang Sword Field this time, Yang Chun, Yang Hu and Yang Ba, the three of them are the strongest."
"Of course, Yang Ba's strength is far superior to Yang Chun and Yang Hu, but Yang Chun has also reached the peak of the fifth level of the Divine Gate Realm, and is even stronger than Yang Hu!"
"Haha, let's see how Chen Feng dealt with him this time. I feel that Chen Feng can draw with him at most! You know, Yang Chun's strength is much stronger than Yang Hu!"
"Not necessarily, I feel that Chen Feng should be superior to him!"
Hearing the whispers around, a cold look flashed across Yang Chun's face.
He has always regarded himself very highly, but at this time some people in the crowd thought that he was not Chen Feng's opponent, which made him feel extremely angry!
He has always looked down on Yang Hu and thought he was just a brainless waste.
After Yang Hu and others were carried back miserably, they heard others describe Chen Feng's strong strength, but he didn't believe it at all. They thought that they deliberately exaggerated Chen Feng's strength in order to shirk responsibility and evade punishment!
He suddenly shouted loudly, and with a clang, the sword in his hand was unsheathed and stabbed Chen Fengfeng hard!
The sword was stabbed out, and the sound of breaking through the air instantly sounded in the air, the cold wind howled, and the bone-chilling coldness.
The air around him suddenly became cold, and some people with low strength shivered.
The air between Chen Feng and Yang Chun formed a thick layer of ice. This sword was extremely powerful. The onlookers were moved and exclaimed:
"Yang Chun is really powerful, and the peak of the fifth level building in the Divine Gate Realm is well-known!"
Yang Chun also showed a look of pride on his face. He looked at Chen Feng as if he was looking at a dead person.
He seemed to have seen Chen Feng being stabbed by his sword and frozen into ice.
He is a very insidious and cunning person. Although he doesn't think Chen Feng is his opponent at all, he still chose to attack!
The Yang family children around Chen Feng and Yang Chun all showed excitement on their faces. One of them shouted arrogantly: "Brother Chun, if you have cleaned up this waste with one sword, he will definitely not be your opponent!"
"Haha, I want me to tell you that Brother Chun killed this waste with one sword, which was simply too cheap for him. Brother Chun stabbed him with this sword and should freeze him into ice, and then smash it bit by bit, allowing him to feel the pain of losing his life little by little!"
Everyone in the Yang family feels that Yang Chun is sure to win.
Chapter completed!