Chapter 230 (1/2)
Ye Dongxiao's former enemy, sent killer, to Ye's house, none of them can hold up three moves in his hand.
In the past few years in Cangzhou, he felt that he had reached the peak of Cangzhou martial arts circle.
Because Cangzhou has no weapons!
But today, see Chen Feng, he just know, what is watching the sky!
Although Chen Feng has not yet made a move, he knows that he is not Chen Feng's opponent, and Chen Feng can crush him with one finger!
”Uncle Wang, what are you talking about?”
”You are a warrior, a warrior!” Ye Haidong's face was full of anger and roaring. His greatest strength was Wang An, a martial artist in the middle of Ming Dynasty. Twenty years ago, ye Dongxiao killed the wudaojie in Cangzhou, causing a fault in the wudaojie of Cangzhou. Since then, there have been few traces of martial artists in Cangzhou. One of them has just stepped into the threshold of Mingjin or in the early stage of Mingjin.
Wang an in the middle period of Ming Dynasty can completely crush.
With Wang An, he is not afraid of anyone!
But now, Wang an even dare not fight with each other, said that he is not the opponent of the other side!
What is the origin of the other party!
”Good! Let me have a try Ye Haidong's words also aroused Wang An's competitive heart. Although Chen Feng's breath was terrible, his real strength was not necessarily strong. After all, he was twenty-five or six years old when he was there. Even if he began to practice from his mother's birth, he is only in the late Ming Dynasty.
He knows the middle of his strength, and he can't fight!
Wang an thinks so, and he does the same.
But when he came to Chen Feng, he found out how naive he was!
This towering Qi machine, is not the bright strength can send out, even the dark strength is impossible!
”Are you going to kill me?” Chen Feng said without expression.
Wang An's eyes were frightened, and subconsciously he would shake his head.
But random he was surprised to find that he could not move at all!
Chen Feng slowly extended a finger, a little space.
Wang An's eyebrows are almost invisible.
Wang An's pupils suddenly contracted, and the ghost of Wang'an came out.
Let go, master of martial arts!
As the strength gradually approached, Wang an barely pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth. He could not have imagined that Chen Feng was a martial arts master!
Whoosh!
The invisible strength runs through Wang'an's head, and Wang'an falls to the ground.
The patron saint of Ye family, Wang An.
One finger dead!
Cold!
Freezing cold!
Wang An's fall, let Ye family people fall into the piercing cold.
They couldn't believe that the old man who had been in the Ye family for nearly 20 years and shoveled away countless strong enemies for the Ye family, died like this.
And I was stabbed to death with a finger!
Ye Haidong's eyes were frightened and his body was shaking like chaff. Seeing Chen Feng step by step, his soul began to shudder.
Chen Feng every step, his momentum will be stronger.
First of all, it's like a river.
It's like a landslide and a tsunami.
When you stand in front of Ye Haidong, the sky and the earth are hanging upside down!
The overwhelming pressure, like a strong wind and waves, is beating toward Ye Haidong.