Chapter 640： go away (1/2)
Looking at the leader, Chen Feng said in a cold voice, ”You are Yang Ba.”
”Are you looking for my big brother?”
The young man sneered disdainfully: ”Just because you are worthy of looking for my eldest brother? Don't take a pee and take pictures of yourself!”
Chen Feng said coldly, ”It's not Yang Ba, just get out of here!”
The youth's expression turned sullen in an instant, and he said with a cold voice, ”Little bastard, looking for death!”
But before he finished his words, his pupils shrank, because Chen Feng had already hit him directly with a fierce punch.
The young man was about to arrive instinctively, but as soon as his fist touched the dragon airflow of the thickness of the two water tanks, he made a cracking sound.
Two dragon-shaped air currents, like a rags, directly shattered his arm bones, bombarded his body, and shattered his whole body bones. The body fell softly to the ground like a rag bag, and it was already A cripple.
Not only that, the two or three young people nearby were also affected, and at the same time they were seriously injured, vomiting blood, and were beaten out.
Chen Feng frowned. The Yang Family's trash, one by one, were so low-powered, how could He De be able to enter the Ziyang Sword Field?
An air of resentment rose in his heart, how strict Ziyang Jianchang selected people in Qian Yuanzong, and only selected the three with the best talent and the best temperament.
In the Yang family, the selection of people is so lenient that even this kind of waste can come in. It is really unfair to do so!
Chen Feng said coldly: ”You trash that can't even be handled by me, how can He De enter Ziyang Sword Field?”
”The person who chooses the Ziyang Sword Field, since my eyes are not clear, I will wipe it for him! Also let him know that the Ziyang Sword Field was selected in the Yang family, they are all waste things!”
Between words, grievances soared.
The onlookers were applauded.
They were also indignant that the Yang family who had so many ordinary talents was selected into the Ziyang sword field.
As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, a young man came out from the Yang Family Courtyard. He was about twenty-two years old. He was dressed in a green robe, with high cheekbones, a hooked nose, and two deep legal patterns.
A cold air came out of him, and his momentum was huge, which was definitely not comparable to the few Yang family disciples just now.
He looked at Chen Feng, frowning, and drank coldly, ”Who? I dare to be presumptuous in my Yang family's other courtyard. I'm tired of life, right?
”If you are tired of living, I don't mind giving you a ride!”
Chen Feng looked at him coldly, only five words popped out: ”Is it Yang Ba?”
The Qingpao youth was startled slightly, and said coldly, ”You are looking for our eldest brother?”