Heavenly Address Book

"Children of Eight Banners!" Zhu Ning listened, as if thinking of something, his face suddenly changed.

And he Yang, beside him, is staring at the mouth.

What is the origin of the Eight Banners' children? Even those who have read a little history know that they were woven by the Manchu army in the Qing Dynasty!

Of course, the children of the eight periods are generally descendants of Manchuria.

"Is this man really a descendant of Manchuria with eight banners?"

But didn't the Qing Dynasty perish? Even if there are eight banners in modern times, it's strange to keep this hairstyle, isn't it?

Chen Feng of course does not know what eight flag children, he only know, the other side this person still has some strength.

"I don't care who you are. His life is mine now. You leave. I don't want to kill." Chen Feng shook his head and said.

Although he spoke quietly, but who knows that his anger has not dissipated much.

He has been patient, to find the culprit Xie Bo, give him a little blood lesson.

But all of a sudden, he killed this eight flag son named Ying Shu.

However, in any case, will not shake Chen Feng's determination.

"The young man has two sons, but he can be forgiven. What good is it for you to kill him? I haven't done it for ten years, and I don't want to break it today. " Uncle Ying said in a deep voice.

At the moment of fighting with Chen Feng just now, he knew that this man had an extraordinary beginning. He raised his hand and raised his hand. There was a kind of common demeanor in him.

According to his understanding, only the super hermit family can produce such disciples, otherwise, even in the circle, it is absolutely impossible to have such skills.

What surprised him most was that he could look down on the earth. What a kind of indifferent life and death, King's eyes in the world?

As if everything in his eyes are dust, are like mole ants.

Although he didn't know the strength of the other side during the short fight just now, judging from the fact that Lu Ming, who was five fold of the state of nature, was cut off one hand at a time, he was at least six levels of the state of fortune! Even seven!

This age, such strength, is by no means the existence of amazing talent.

As far as he knows, there is no such realm at this age.

"If you are determined to protect him, then I will only have to do it."

Chen Feng's eyelids closed gently. At the next moment, Chen Feng's eyelids suddenly lifted, and a kind of torch essence flashed. His whole person was like a flying swallow. He stepped on the snow without constancy, and turned into a remnant shadow, which was directly swept up.

"What a fast speed!"

Ying Shu didn't think of the speed of each other's body method. It was as fast as an illusion. It was much faster than meeting a leopard in the dark.

Chen Feng carries both hands, a leg in the air is whipping out.

"Boom

Since the breakthrough to the gas refining territory, Chen Feng rarely used his own force.

Because he has a higher level, a higher level of Taoist and Dharma spiritual power. This kind of spiritual power is higher than that of martial arts and Taoism. I don't know how many levels.

However, at this moment, he met this uncle Ying. As soon as he met him, the other party gave him the feeling that he was strong in force, reserved and profound, and possessed the breath of Taoism!

This is where Chen Feng is interested in Uncle Ying.

Yes, in today's world, the combination of martial arts, Taoism and Taoism is absolutely impossible to have such a feeling unless it is the "Zhenwu master" who has reached the master's level and the power of Taoism occupies a part.

The most important thing is that he is not a pure practitioner of martial arts, nor is he a monk!

Isn't that surprising?

Chen Feng's Taoist cultivation is profound, but don't forget that his fist and foot strength, even the so-called martial arts skills are not as good.

"Boom

Uncle Ying dismounted from his horse with a bow. He was so surprised that he only had time to cross his hands in front of him. Under a blow, he retreated. There was a gully of more than ten meters on the ground. You know, it was concrete on the ground!

Chen Feng fell to the ground lightly, like a feather floating down, falling silent.

"Sure enough, heroes are young! Among the Han nationality, you are the number one! Well, I'm going to serve meat today! "

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