In an instant, he hit seven or eight fists, and the powerful deacon of Zhaojiazhuang was like a human flesh sandbag. He was blasted alive in mid air. With his last punch, even his fat body was blown away from the cliff.

    Like Zhao hang, there are no bones.

    Close your fist and turn around.

    Ye Feng stood proudly seven feet tall and looked at Zhao Lun, who was dead a few feet away. The corners of his mouth pulled out and showed a sneer.

    "Don''t you dare not listen to my childe''s orders!" it was like a tiger trampled on its tail. Zhao Lun roared angrily, and his face twisted to an unimaginable degree.

    "So what!"

    After seeing him, Ye Feng turned and left.

    Tarts, tarts

    Each step was slow and heavy, like a giant hammer pounding Zhao Lun''s heart. The muscles on his face were tight, and a hand on the long sword at his waist trembled slightly. There was an impulse to teach Ye Feng a lesson.

    But Zhao Lun didn''t have the courage after all.

    Understatement killed Zhao Tianle. The strength presented by Ye Feng moved him. One-on-one, Zhao Lun was not sure of winning. Even if he won, it was bound to be a tragic victory. The opening and enrollment of Feiyun sect was imminent. In any case, he didn''t want to get hurt in his life at the moment.

    "Waste, Ye Feng, I will make you regret it all your life. I will..."

    Zhao Lun''s forehead jumped with blue tendons and was angry. He never thought that the little trash would be so crazy that even he ignored him.

    "If you can do it..." Ye Feng didn''t look back and left these words coldly.

    If you don''t do it now, it means that Zhao Lun will lose his last chance and will never surpass himself in the future.

    Unfortunately, Zhao Lun, who is fierce but weak, can only vent his dissatisfaction with a roar. A childe like this has never experienced a major setback and can''t straighten out his position at all.

    Ye Feng doesn''t care about him anymore.

    Most people in the world subconsciously think they are different, even waste people think so.

    Zhao Lun felt that he was different. He would go out of the rural area of Zhao family village, join the sect and become a peerless expert. So he still reluctantly comforted himself in his heart. As long as he held back his tone, when his cultivation improved, he turned around to deal with Ye Feng and let Ye Feng pay a heavy price for what he did today.

    Unfortunately, while you are making progress, others are also making progress, and their progress speed is far faster than you think

    ……

    Zhao Jiazhuang.

    Outside the broken house where Ye Feng lived, his head surged, and hundreds of people surnamed Zhao gathered in a menacing group.

    "Ye Feng, you attack and kill the deacon, as well as Zhao hang, Zhao Huo and Zhao Yong. You deserve to die!"

    "Get out, or we''ll burn your kennel."

    "Waste, garbage..."

    "We must pay with blood."

    Zhao hang and others disappeared before. People in Zhaojiazhuang were in a panic. They thought that some powerful monster ran out of the big black forest.

    Unexpectedly, the news just came that Ye Feng killed them. Ye Feng even killed deacon Zhao, which was witnessed by young master Zhao Lun. All of a sudden, the whole Zhao family village burst into flames. In less than an hour, hundreds of people surnamed Zhao gathered. The crowd was so excited that they wanted to break him into pieces.

    In the broken house, Hua Ling looked nervous and clenched Ye Feng''s arms tightly with her two small hands. However, Ye Feng''s face was very calm, as if what the people surnamed Zhao said outside the door had nothing to do with herself.

    "Brother, did you really kill Zhao Tianle?"

    Hearing his sister''s inquiry, Ye Feng smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at Hualing and said, "damn him! Hualing, don''t you blame your brother for being too cruel?"

    "No! Zhao Tianle deceives people too much. Ling''er also wants to kill, but ling''er doesn''t have the ability of his brother."

    Hualing flashed a trace of happiness in her heart and nodded very seriously.

    But immediately, her white and beautiful face was hung with deep worry. Hua Ling let go of Ye Feng''s arm, took two steps and ran to the window to see the situation behind the house.

    Behind the house is a miscellaneous grassland, close to the high mountains, and then there are endless mountains, which can lead directly to the big black forest.

    She lifted a corner of the window and observed it carefully for a while. Hua Ling finally breathed out. She grabbed several dens from the old stove and casually took a rag bag. "Brother, there is no one in the back mountain. Now you can walk in time and go up the mountain. They can''t catch up with you."

    In a hurry, he stuffed the nest head in his hand into Ye Feng. Hua Ling''s tone was very hasty.

    "Silly ling''er, how can my brother leave you alone?" Ye Feng stood up and hugged Hua Ling, with firm eyes in his eyes. "I, Ye Feng, dare to kill Zhao Tianle in the exchange of blood. Are you afraid of these local chickens and dogs outside? Hua Ling, my brother will take you away from Zhao family village. I want to see who can stop me."

    Hua Ling''s face flashed a trace of hesitation, but then "Pooh" showed a smile. With a trace of excitement, she took Ye Feng''s arm, "OK, brother, even if we die, we will die together."

    Ye Feng also smiled and walked forward, holding Hualing to open the wooden door.

    "They''re out."

    "Ye Feng, at the beginning, the villa leader thought about the old love and the meaning of your dead father''s worship, which made you two live comfortably today. But you waste, you actually attacked my Zhao family''s children and even boldly attacked the Deacon. Can you plead guilty?"

    "If I were you, I''d just kill myself, so as not to involve your sister!"

    Hundreds of people surnamed Zhao were passionate and scolded in pain.

    "Ye Feng must die. Hum, death can''t redeem his sin. His sister Hua Ling must be sold to the brothel village to compensate for his sin." Zhao Qi, the fiercest jumping like a grasshopper, stood in the front and spoke wildly.

    Spread the news, as well as the aggressive killing of people to the door. Zhao Qi was inspired by young master Zhao Lun.

    Ye Feng ignored himself and hurt Zhao Lun 10000 points in his heart, but Zhao Lun didn''t have the courage to fight with Ye Feng, so he came up with such a cruel move.

    At the moment, he hid not far away and looked at the scene proudly.

    He wants Ye Feng to die. Death alone is not enough. Ye Feng has to suffer humiliation and hate humiliation.

    ……

    Hearing Zhao Qi''s vicious words, Ye Feng couldn''t help clenching his fist and flashed a killing opportunity in his eyes.

    "You, damn it! You have the ability to say it again."

    His eyes were cold and sharp, and his eyes were like electricity.

    In fact, Ye Feng knew that if he really moved his hand on these ignorant people surnamed Zhao, it would be tantamount to declaring war with Zhao family village. In the village, there is an unfathomable villa leader Zhao Dapeng in charge, and he will never be an opponent.

    But if he insulted his sister Hua Ling, even if he died today, Ye Feng would never frown.