Heavenly Address Book

Han Yang's strength is probably at the level of four levels in the natural environment. To be honest, this level of Chen Feng has been enough to fight back in the early days of the gas refining environment.

But Han Yang is not the same. He was born in the army. After special training, he is very strong.

Even Xiaobai is not enough to resist his two or three punches, but this Han Yang actually resisted.

It can be imagined that the physical quality of the people in the army is so strong.

Of course, Chen Feng did not mean to delay.

He trampled on the ground.

"Bang!"

The ground was immediately stepped out of a horned Eagle by him. He made a knife with one hand. The invisible spiritual power formed a transparent sharp blade on his hand like a thin air force, and it was chopped down first.

Chen Feng's figure is very fast in this bright restaurant, just like a leopard in the dark. In the blink of an eye, he reaches Han Yang.

"My God! Chen Feng, this guy That's great. " Pan Guangle gaped.

They have seen TV, even read novels, and the fighting of those great heroes is just like this!

"What is Chen Feng doing this half a year?" Even Qiu Wenquan couldn't help but swallow his throat.

Han Yang saw Chen Feng as sharp as a blade, and his face suddenly changed.

Chen Feng's hand knife, he has a deep sense of a terrorist threat.

Even though he had great prestige in the army and his strength was not weak, at this moment, he had a feeling of avoiding.

As time goes by, Chen Feng leaps like a tiger and a leopard pounce on him. Han Yang's heart beats suddenly. He is extremely dangerous and full of the feeling of death.

Can he hide?

The answer is no, he represents the army!

"Don't insult the army!"

Han Yang roared like a roaring tiger. His fists were like stone hammers, falling like shells, and like surging waves. He hit them hard.

"Click!"

Chen Feng's hand knife is clean and neat, but it contains the purest Taoist spirit power. The concise power directly breaks Han Yang's fist style.

The powerful hand knife is cut in Han Yang's chest.

His clothes were torn, his chest was directly cut, blood flow out, Han Yang could not help but white face, a mouthful of blood gushed out, half kneeling on the ground.

Quiet, the venue is very quiet, even the breath of people seems to be able to hear clearly.

"Are you satisfied?" Chen Feng is dressed in Han Yang as if she was defeated with arrogance.

Han Yang breathed almost, and he felt that he was almost suffocating to death.

The four military men who accompanied him were stunned at the same place. Han Yang actually lost?

All the way down are pressed to hit, this boy in the end is where sacred!

Why is he so strong!?

Han Yang raised his head, canthus to crack, eyes have been red, Chen Feng sighed, directly away.

"Who are you, boy! Name it Han Yang clenched his teeth and was unwilling to rush to his heart.

Chen Feng stops. This sounds strange. He remembers that when Han Yang took Tang Xiaoxuan back to Yanjing, he also asked.

"Remember, my name is Chen Feng."

"Big brother Hanyang!"

Four people finally came up to help, Han Yang reluctantly stood up and covered his bloody chest.

If it wasn't for his amazing constitution, he would be dead by now.

"Go back!"

"But..."

Four men in black look at Chu Yunfei.

"Task failed."

The four men's faces changed slightly. They knew what the defeat of the mission meant. It meant that the army's face was trampled on!

Five people left, leaving a crowd full of shock. At this time, several figures ran over, headed by Xu Ze.

"What happened to Mr. Chen? Some people say that there are fights here... "

When Xu Ze saw the smashed pillars, all the cracked wooden floors, and the concrete floor where footprints had been trodden out, the whole person took a breath

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