Surprised by Ye Feng''s words, Zhao Qi showed a trace of fear in her eyes, and empress Cang took a small step back.

    Ye Feng is no longer the loser before. Even deacon Zhao who has reached the blood exchange state dares to kill and can kill. Although according to the young master, he is successful in a sneak attack, his strength should still be above himself.

    However, with the support of the young master behind him and so many people surnamed Zhao, Zhao Qi consciously couldn''t be too ashamed. He was strong in his chest and looked fierce and cowardly. "Ye Feng, you crazy devil, killing people pays for their lives. Are you going to bind your hands or let so many villagers present do it?"

    "Cut..."

    Ye Feng didn''t even have the interest to look at him. He took Hualing''s arm and stepped forward.

    "We''re leaving now. Whoever dares to obstruct, I''ll kill Ye Feng!" a surge of blood rushed out of him, forcing Zhao Qi and others to lose their color.

    "Change, change blood......" Zhao Qi spit out a few words hard, and his face was embarrassed.

    "Go away!" Ye Feng pushed forward again. The blood on his head became more and more abundant. It seemed that a disagreement was about to break out and kill.

    "I, I, I..."

    The earthy Zhao Qi''s momentum was completely controlled by Ye Feng, and the people around him retreated one after another, making a gap slowly appear in their circle around Ye Feng.

    Seeing that Ye Feng is about to take Hualing out with them, once they are allowed to leave, this time''s questioning will be futile. At this time, Zhao Lun in the distance can''t help showing up, jumping into the crowd and appearing in front of Zhao Qi.

    "Waste, useless goods. This little thing can''t be done well." he angrily scolded and turned to look at Ye Feng.

    "Young master, this leaf maple is, is the exchange of blood..."

    Zhao Qi, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked flustered. At the thought of killing Ye Feng in front of the murderer in the exchange of blood, he shouted to kill him and sold his sister Hua Ling into the brothel village. Zhao Qi came down in a cold sweat, as if he had gone to the gate of hell.

    "What about the exchange of blood? The exchange of blood can be arrogant. Can you kill my Zhao family at will when you get to the exchange of blood? Can I be slaughtered by an outsider like Ye Feng?"

    "I''m a family member surnamed Zhao. When have I been so humiliated over the years?"

    "It''s just a waste leaf maple. He even killed four people of our family, including the deacon of our village. If we let him go, what will our Zhao family village look like in the future and have a foothold in Bali?"

    He raised his arms and shouted, and his voice sounded one by one. The blood gas burst out from his body was completely not under Ye Feng. In particular, there was a strong bewitchment in his words, which made hundreds of people surnamed Zhao share a common hatred. The momentum that had just been rolled down suddenly rose back a little bit.

    "Never."

    "Ye Feng, this waste, must die!"

    "I, the Zhao people, am not a lamb to be slaughtered..."

    "Kill him and avenge the Deacon."

    For a moment, there was a roar. The angry voice made Hualing look pale, and the palm of Ye Feng began to tremble slightly.

    Ye Feng looked coldly and stared at Zhao Lun: "are you forcing me to do it?"

    "To uphold justice for my Zhao people, I Zhao Lun will die forever!"

    Zhao Lun smiled and his voice sank into a line, "Ye Feng, you think clearly. Although your cultivation is good, I can''t keep you, but what about Hua Ling? If you have the courage to ignore me this time, I will let all the men in Chuang Tzu taste the taste of Hua Ling. Hum, I believe that after I make this decision, I will be more loved by everyone."

    Hualing is the dead vein of leaf maple.

    Zhao Lun can see that as long as he controls Hualing, he can control Ye Feng, so he will say such shameless words.

    "Brother, don''t worry about me, escape and avenge me later!" a blood mark was bitten on her lips, and Hua Ling''s voice choked. She knew in her heart that once her brother showed weakness, they would definitely fall into the situation of being slaughtered by Zhao Lun.

    "How can my brother leave you alone?" he tightened Hualing''s palm, and Ye Feng answered faintly, with a sharp edge in his voice. "Live and die together. But even if I die, my brother will make them pay a painful price."

    "Brother..."

    Hualing''s face showed a pale smile.

    She stopped persuading because she knew that her brother had made a decision that would never change.

    "OK, OK, then you two will die for me..." seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Lun''s face was green and white, and his look was extremely angry. At the moment, he was completely put on the stove by himself, and it was difficult to ride a tiger.

    Originally thought he had grasped Ye Feng''s lifeblood, but unexpectedly, Ye Feng and Hualing made such a decision.

    An amazing breath began to grow on Zhao Lun''s head, and the revealed strength made the people surnamed Zhao retreat one after another, but the group soon gathered around again, with fierce and greedy eyes staring at Hua Ling.

    No one dared to touch Ye Feng, but they were happy to move Hualing.

    There seemed to be an invisible chill rising and cooling, which shrouded the field. Zhao Lun''s momentum became more and more prosperous, and a blood red light could be vaguely seen above his head.

    This is the sign that the blood and Qi are refined and the breath is like a rainbow. The cultivation has reached the perfection of the blood exchange realm.

    The leaf maple on the other side also straightened his chest.

    Although not as conspicuous as Zhao Lun, his body is steep and his figure is like a sword. He has an indomitable will.

    The momentum broke out and the amazing scene was imminent.

    Just when they called the strength of Qi and blood around them and gave a fierce blow like thunder, suddenly, a loud explosion came from the air.

    "Stop!"

    With the sound of this short voice, a strong wind swept over and the white shadow flashed. A tall and dignified figure appeared between Ye Feng and Zhao Lun.

    It is Zhao Dapeng, the master of Zhao family village.

    "Father, you''re just in time." Zhao Lun''s eyes showed joy.

    He was worried about Ye Feng''s strength. Once he started, he would hurt himself and delay the next big event. But when his father came, the situation was settled, and the garbage could no longer turn over the big waves.

    "Ye Feng is good at killing people with the surname of Zhao. He is extremely ferocious. His son wants to take this Liao down and follow the law." Zhao Lun''s voice is righteous and strict. Is he really like that.

    "The villa leader knows all about Zhao Tianle." Zhao Dapeng said coldly.

    "Please help your father kill Ye Feng..." the excited Zhao Lun became more angry, but before he finished, he saw Zhao Dapeng''s eyes slowly sweeping towards the crowd. After looking around, he raised his voice and gave a cold drink:

    "Hum! He deserved his death."

    "What... What?"

    Hearing this sentence, all the people surnamed Zhao were stunned, while Zhao Lun was stupid all of a sudden, and the look on his face became extremely wonderful in an instant