Peerless Martial Soul

She walked forward slowly, obviously only a small child, but Shen Qingyu and others saw her as if they saw a **** of death.

They kept moving back.

Zhong Lingzhu suddenly grinned, then raised his arms.

The next moment, the boundless thunder spread between her arms.

She slowly pressed her hands down.

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

At this moment, a loud shout came: "You are merciful."

Everyone was stunned: "Who will come to intervene in this matter at this time?"

"Yeah, doesn't he know Chen Feng's strength? Doesn't he know Chen Feng's horror? He still has to be nosy at this time?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Then I saw that a man in black came quickly toward this side.

The man in black probably didn't seem to be middle-aged, his figure was quite thin, with a somewhat refined style.

But, from time to time, a shrewd light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing him appear, everyone was stunned.

"No impression, there seems to be no such person in Sky Dragon City."

"Yes, I don't seem to have any impression of him either."

Everyone speculated about his origin.

Chen Feng also stood there, looking at this person quietly.

When this person came, Chen Feng felt that he had an extremely terrifying aura.

This breath is very strong, but it is looming, and with an indescribable coldness.

It feels very strange.

It seems that the strength of this person is uncertain, sometimes strong and sometimes weaker.

However, Chen Feng knew that this was not unpredictable, but his strength had reached the level that outsiders could hardly guess, and it was so dark and difficult to understand!

The middle-aged scribe came to Chen Feng, looked at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "Are you Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "If you didn't admit your mistakes, it would be me. I wonder what is your responsibility?"

He didn't answer Chen Feng's question, but said with a chuckle: "Yes, it's really good, worthy of being the young hero of the Xuanyuan family."

His voice was flat, but his tone seemed quite polite.

Even praising Chen Feng.

But in fact, it was condescending with a strong condescension.

It's as if the senior is complimenting the younger.

When Chen Feng listened, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, the middle-aged scribe pointed to Shen Qingyu and others who were kneeling on the ground, smiled and said, "These people, give me face, let go!"

When he said this, he made an understatement.

It's like saying don't kill this chicken.

It seems to him that this is an extremely trivial matter.

And there was even a hint of command in his voice and tone.

It seems that after he said this sentence, Chen Feng must listen to it, he must abide by it, and there can be no resistance!

After saying this, Chen Feng's eyes immediately flashed a cold light.

After the middle-aged scribes finished speaking, he didn't care about Chen Feng's reaction at all and went straight to Shen Qingyu.

When Shen Qingyu and the others saw him coming, their eyes were filled with unspeakable ecstasy and excitement, and they shouted: "Master Zhai, you are here, you are finally here!"

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

They all seem to see hope.

And this middle-aged scribe Zhai Wenmin also smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can't die with me."

His voice was very gentle, as if to state a fact.

It seemed that he could easily suppress Chen Fengfeng, and with him, Chen Feng did not dare to act rashly.

And at this moment, he suddenly heard a cold voice from behind him: "If you dare to touch them, I don't mind making you one of them."

After hearing this voice, Zhai Wenmin's body suddenly froze there.

The expression on his face was also relaxed from just now, not caring, and then it turned into a thick surprise and shock.

And the next moment, this thick surprise and shock turned into anger, and deep resentment!

He slowly stood up straight.

However, after all, he did not dare to reach out to pull Shen Qingyu up.

He turned around and looked at Chen Feng, with a strange look on his face. He smiled and said, "Chen Feng, you dare not give me this face?"

Chen Feng looked at him and smiled slightly: "Sorry, your face is worthless to me!"

Zhai Wenmin's eyes were cold: "Chen Feng, do you know who I am?"

At this time, the reserved and indifferent expression on Zhai Wenmin's face, with a hint of indescribable arrogance, has completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a hint of coldness, obviously, he was already angry.

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

"I only know……"

Chen Feng's eyes grew colder: "They are the ones I want to kill, and if you want to save them, then I will kill you together!"

He stared at Zhai Wenmin, every word, his voice was like ice and iron, full of feelings of coldness.

After Zhai Wenmin heard it, he only felt ridiculous in his heart.

He grinned and wanted to laugh, because he thought it was funny.

He felt that Chen Feng was provoking himself like a man-armed car!

He felt that Chen Feng's words were extremely absurd.

"What is Chen Feng? I work for the Fourth Young Master!"

But by the way, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't smile.

Because, in Chen Feng's words, there was an indescribable bitter coldness that made his heart tremble, and he couldn't say a word!

Because, he felt, Chen Feng said that he would definitely be able to do it!

He turned around and looked at Chen Feng: "Do you know who I am?"

"Tell you, I am Zhai Wenmin!" Zhai Wenmin said coldly.

"What? Zhai Wenmin?"

After hearing this name, everyone exclaimed.

"I heard that this Zhai Wenmin, who lives in simple and simple, is quite mysterious, but his strength has reached the peak of the three-star martial emperor, and it is possible to enter the realm of the four-star martial emperor at any time!"

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

"I heard that the most terrifying thing about him is that he was working for a certain son of the Grand Marshal's Mansion!"

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

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

Hearing this discussion, Zhai Wenmin was even more proud.

He glanced at Chen Feng, and then ignored him, just walked towards Shen Qingyu.

In his opinion, after knowing his name, Chen Feng must be scared!

He definitely wouldn't dare to stop himself anymore.

However, just as his hand was about to touch Shen Qingyu, a faint voice came: "Zhai Wenmin, what kind of green onion?"