Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 281 A Familiar Scene

what!what!
Several screams sounded from outside, and the members of the Feng family retreated in, as if there was something terrifying outside.

Feng Zai looked coldly at a Feng family who had retreated, and asked coldly: "Who is this person, and which family's power is it, dare to come to my Feng family to make trouble!"

"Patriarch, it is..."

The person being questioned trembled and his tone of voice stammered.

groan!
A soft chant resounded throughout, but it was especially harsh in the chaotic scene.

Feng Zaizai didn't look at that person again, but put his gaze in front of him, with a more solemn look in his eyes.

A touch of black appeared in everyone's sight.

The black clothes, black hair, black handle, and black scabbard pulled people in like endless darkness.

The resolute face has sharp edges and corners, but a scar on the left cheek destroys the overall senses, but it adds a bit of a strange feeling, and the sleeve on the right is empty, floating gently with the breeze.

Yuequan exclaimed: "Morning!"

As soon as Yue Quan's words came out of her mouth, Yue Cen, who was standing beside Feng Ning, trembled slightly.

"He's Qingchen, the kid who was rumored to be in love with Miss Yue's family?"

"This is not a disturbance, this posture is preparing to snatch a marriage!"

Quite a few people have heard of this name, and they began to chat in a low voice.

Feng Ning's face turned red with anger, and he shouted angrily: "In the morning, today is my wedding with Cen'er, you are here to openly cause trouble, do you want to live?"

"Feng doesn't care what relationship you have with Yue Cen, but she has now entered my Feng family's gate, and now on the day of my Feng Yue family's big wedding, you have no way to survive if you come here to make trouble.

Now that you can catch him without a fight, you can still save yourself a decent way to die! "

Feng Zaisheng said in a stern voice, condescending.

"follow me!"

The words were not addressed to other people, but to Yue Cen. Although the voice was soft, Yue Cen's delicate body trembled again.

In the early morning, his face was indifferent, and only when he looked at Yuecen, did he show a touch of tenderness.

However, Qingchen's attitude undoubtedly angered the rest of the people.

Feng Ning was trembling with anger, his anger could not be suppressed, and he shouted: "Don't deceive others too much in the morning, I can break your arm that day, and I will take your life today."

After saying that, Yue Cen suddenly tore off the hijab, revealing a delicate face.

When she looked at the scar on Qingchen's face and the empty right arm, her pretty face suddenly turned pale, she covered her mouth with her hand, and tears rolled down her face.

Seeing Yuecen's handsome face, Qingchen's expression became even softer, and he said, "I'll take you away!"

"early morning!"

Feng Ning shouted loudly, unable to hold back his anger any longer, he slapped out a palm, and the strong wind of the palm swept up, roaring towards the morning.

As soon as Feng Ning made a move, it made others' eyes shine.

It is said that as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. Feng Ning, as the direct descendant of the Feng family and the son of Feng Zaisheng, naturally does not have much weaker martial arts foundation.

The vigorous zhenqi is at a good level in the first-class realm, showing Feng Ning's solid foundation.

Yue Cen couldn't help but exclaimed coquettishly: "Be careful!"

Yue Cen's words made Feng Ning even more angry, and the force of his palm increased a bit, and the cold eyes were full of endless killing intent.

In the early morning, his expression remained unchanged, and his feet seemed to have taken root, without the slightest wavering.

The palm wind came to him, and the flap of his clothes fluttered, causing his eyes to narrow unobservably.

hum!
A ray of light rose, as if piercing the first dawn of darkness, and then dimmed again in an instant.

A knife appeared in Qingchen's hand at some point, a knife that was three points shorter than the usual long knife. The blade was curved like a bright moon, and the white blade and the black handle formed a sharp contrast.

At the same time, a scream sounded from Feng Ning's mouth.

I saw that the arm he slapped fell to the ground at some point, and the blood flowed unstoppably from the cut, and Feng Ning's face turned pale instantly due to the excessive blood loss.

"impossible!"

Feng Ning covered his broken arm with one hand, staggered back, his face was full of disbelief, and he said in shock.

How could the opponent's martial arts become so high.

Thinking back a few months ago, the other party was not his opponent, and an arm was cut off by him.

But it wasn't long before the scene was completely reversed, and he was actually cut off by the opponent with one arm.

"Ning'er!"

Feng Zai jumped out of the row and landed beside Feng Ning. He quickly tapped his fingers and tapped on Feng Ning's broken arm, only then stopped the surging blood.

Time was discovered too fast, everything was in the blink of an eye.

From Feng Ning's attack, to the early morning knife, to Feng Ning's broken arm, it hardly took a breath.

One moment ago, everyone was still nodding secretly at Feng Ning's strength, and the next moment they were knocked down by reality.

Everyone looked at the indifferent Qingchen, and they all flickered a little.

The knife was just released in the early morning, and most people didn't see clearly what was going on. The knife was too fast and terrifying.

This kind of sword technique is definitely not a simple martial art.

Thinking of this, many people's eyes lit up, and different thoughts arose in their hearts.

A mysterious and powerful sword technique, a high-level martial arts, are a big attraction for these people.

It's just that now the other party is clearly on the right foot with the Feng family, they are still on the territory of the Feng family, even if they have thoughts in their hearts, they can only hold back, and they don't act easily.

"This sword technique..."

Fang Xiu, who didn't know when he was among the guests, had flickering eyes.

Since leaving Minjiang Mansion, Fang Xiu has been heading straight to Hongnong City in Nanshan Mansion. After all, Hongnong City is the center of Nanshan Mansion, and it is more helpful for him to complete his mission than other places.

It coincided with the big wedding of the Fengyue family, and Fang Xiu also knew the influence of the Feng family and the Yue family in Nanshan Mansion, so naturally he would not miss such a grand event, and just took this opportunity to explore the situation of the Fengyue family.

However, Fang Xiu did not reveal his identity as a disciple of the Zhengtian Sect, but disguised himself as an ordinary person from the world and mixed among them.

Fang Xiu was not very clear about the marriage between the Fengyue family and he had no plans to come forward when someone came to the Fengyue family to cause trouble.

However, Fang Xiu's calm heart skipped a beat when he saw Qingchen's knife.

Others can't see the movement of the knife clearly, but Fang Xiu can see it clearly.

It was precisely because he could see clearly that Fang Xiu felt a familiar smell from it.

It was the same aura as his sword-drawing technique, even if it wasn't completely similar, Fang Xiu could feel the same charm from it.

Sword drawing?
Sword drawing?
Fang Xiu didn't know, and he still didn't show up. He was still quietly watching the changes in the field.

"This matter... is a bit interesting!"

(End of this chapter)