A Paragon of Wuhun

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She slowly walked forward, obviously just a small child, but Shen Qingyu and others saw her, but she saw the dead god.

They are constantly retreat.

Zhong Lingzhu suddenly smiled, and the arms were raised.

Next moment, the boundless Thunder spread between her arms.

She slowly went down.

Seeing the next moment, Shen Qingyu and others will be swallowed by these Thunders.

At this time, suddenly shouted: "If you are in your hand."

Everyone is stunned: "Who will come over this time?"

"Yes, don't he don't know Chen Feng's strength? I don't know how Chen Feng's horror? I still have to come to the cloak at this time?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

Then I saw it, a black man came to this.

The black people look at the middle age, and the body is quite shameful, with a bit of the Confucian style.

Just, there is a smart light flash from time to time.

Seeing him, everyone is stunned.

"No impression, in the Tianlong City, there seems to be no one."

"Yes, I feel like I have no impression on him."

Everyone guess his origin.

Chen Feng is also standing there, looking at this person quietly.

One of this person, Chen Feng is a feeling, and he has a very horrible breath.

This breath is very powerful, but if it is hidden, it is cold.

Give people feel very strange.

It seems that this person's strength is invasive, and it is powerful, and it is weak.

But Chen Feng is knowing that this is not to be invalid.

But his strength is already difficult to speculate, and dark!

This middle-aged scripture came to Chen Feng, watching him, suddenly smiled, said: "Are you Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng felt: "If you don't admit mistake, it is me, I don't know why you have it?"

He did not answer Chen Feng's question, but a little laughed: "Yes, it is really good, it is a juvenile of the Xuanyuan family."

His voice is gentle, it looks quite polite.

Even, still praise Chen Feng.

But in fact, it is a strong contest.

Just like the predecessor is the same as the prize.

Chen Feng listened, his eyes were slightly.

At this time, this middle-aged scrimmer refers to Shen Shuyu and others on the ground, smiling: "These people give me a face, let it!"

When he said this, it was easy to write.

It seems to be said that this chicken didn't kill.

Give people feel, it seems that for him, this is an extremely insignificant little thing.

And his voice, his tone, even with a trace of order.

It seems that he said this sentence, Chen Feng must listen, must be observed, no resistance!

After this sentence, Chen Fengyou, immediately turned over.

After this middle-aged scrim, it simply did not care about Chen Feng's reaction, and the radius was going to Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu and others saw him, and the eyes were unmassd and excited, and they shouted: "Master, you are coming, you are finally here!"

"Haha, we can live this, this we don't have to die."

They are all as if they see hope.

And this middle-aged Wen Wenmin also said: "Don't worry, I am, you can't die."

His voice is very gentle, as if presents a fact.

It seems that he can easily press Chen Fengfeng, with him, Chen Feng does not dare to act rashly.

At this time, I suddenly heard a cold voice from him: "If you dare to touch them, I don't mind let you become one of them."

After hearing this voice, Yan Wenmin's body suddenly stamped there.

The expression on his face also also relaxed from the judgment, not for the meaning, then it is a strange surprises and shock.

And next moment, this decent and shocking was turned into anger, and deep grievances!

He slowly stood straight.

However, after all, he didn't dare to reach again to pull Shen Qingyu.

He turned around, looked at Chen Feng, showing a breeze for a weird expression on his face, smiling: "Chen Feng, do you dare to give me this face?"

Chen Feng looked at him and smiled slightly: "Sorry, your face is not worth it here!"

: "Chen Feng, you know who I am?"

At this time, the opposite of Yan Wenmin was still maintained, and the arrogant color of the arrogant, it was already completely disappeared.

Instead, it is a cold, obviously, he is already anger.

Chen Fenglon suddenly, smiled slightly: "I don't know who you are, I am not interested in knowing who you are!"

"I only know……"

Chen Feng's eyes gradually cold: "They are people I have to kill, and if you want to save them, then I will kill together!"

He stared at Yan Wenxin, a word, the sound such as Ice is iron, full of soul.

Yan Wenmin listened, only feeling very ridiculous.

He wanted to laugh, because he felt that this thing is very funny.

He feels that Chen Feng is simply a car that is a car to provoke yourself!

He feels that Chen Feng said that this is extremely ridiculous.

"What is Chen Feng? I am working for the four son!"

But it is, he opened his mouth, but it was laughing.

Because, Chen Feng's words, with the hard-moving cold, let him in the heart, can't say a word!

Because, he feels, Chen Feng said, then you can do it!

He came back and looked at Chen Feng: "Do you know who I am?"

"Tell you, I am Yu Wenmin!" Yan Wenmin said coldly.

"What? Yan Wenmin?"

After hearing this name, everyone sent a burst.

"I heard that this is the word, it is very mysterious, but the strength is strong, and it has reached the peak of Samsung.

"Yeah! But this is not the most terrible!"

"I heard that he is the most terrible thing, he is a master of a son of the master of the big Yuan!"

"Yeah, with this layer of background, who dares to move him?"

"Yes, compared with his background power, his strength can be ignored."

I heard the discussion of everyone, Yan Wenmin is even more proud.

He looked at Chen Feng, and then he didn't care again, but he went to Shen Qingyu.

In his opinion, after you know your name, Chen Feng must be afraid!

He, certainly not stopping yourself.

However, when his hand is about to encounter Shen Qingyu, a faint voice came: "Yan Wenmin, which is onion?"