"Lone wolf?" Yan Chen whispered.

"Lord Wang, they are just bandits wandering in the Eastern Desert, known as the Four Wolves of the Desert! This is just one of them!"

"What's the matter, I know I'm afraid! You kid has characteristics, and you're still called the prince! I really think I'm a dragon! Lao Tzu has been crisscrossing the desert for decades, and I've seen a lot of little cubs like you! Boy, kneel down and call Shengye, I can consider letting you go!"

The roughness and arrogance of walking in the desert all year round are perfectly reflected in him, shirtless, with countless canine tooth scars, a shiny bald head, a necklace made of wolf teeth around his neck, and a wide palm constantly playing with the guns in his hands.

"Dare to be disrespectful to the prince!Kill!" suddenly felt a killing intent go straight to the sky,

Rumble!

One punch, only one punch, I saw that the lone wolf who was still laughing arrogantly just now was directly blasted out of the field, kicked his legs twice, and then there was no sound.

With a click, the silver-white pistol also fell directly to the ground.

"That's not how you play with guns!"

The gun that fell directly to the ground suddenly appeared in Yanchen's hand, and at this time, everyone's eyes were all attracted by the lone wolf outside the field, just now he was extremely arrogant, I thought that this Yanchen would be captured soon, but in the blink of an eye, he became a ghost under the spring, and it is estimated that he will be uneasy to be a ghost.

"Patriarch Ning, the people you have cultivated are not very good!"

Yan Chen looked at this person with a sneer, and the silver-white pistol became even more dazzling in his hand, only to feel a silver-white phantom flying wildly in his hand.

"You, you killed him!" Ning Ziping's shock can be imagined, this desert four wolves are people he has secretly cultivated, and the lone wolf's martial arts realm has already reached the height of the eighth grade, but in this person's hands, he didn't survive a round, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards Xiao Qi.

What kind of person is this, he can be so powerful at a young age, what kind of shit luck did this Yanchen take, and where did he find such a master.

If he knew at this time that this lone wolf could be killed by just moving his little finger for Yan Chen, I don't know what he would think.

"A barking dog, you say I can't kill it!"

As soon as the words fell, the man at the head of the row, who had shot him, covered his throat in shock, and when everyone looked at it, a trace of blood had appeared on his neck, and he fell to the ground with a pop!

What kind of means is this?

Is he still human?

What I saw just now, it seems to have a red glow!

Everyone was shocked by Yanchen's methods.

They had never seen this kind of bizarre murder method, but at this time, it really appeared in front of their eyes.

A flash of emotion flashed in Ning Ziping's frightened eyes, and after a while, his face instantly calmed down, "Indeed, the barking dog should be killed!" Ning Ziping almost gritted his teeth and said.

"But I'm sorry for your son's death, and I don't know it's your son!"

"Yanchen, what do you want! Do you really want to fight with me to break the net!"

Ning Ziping had become hoarse.

"Your words make me feel a sense of familiarity, Zhao Yuan also said so a few days ago!"

Yanchen's words made the angry Ning Ziping calm down in an instant, Zhao Yuan was forced by Yanchen to agree to participate in his parents' death day on the fifteenth of next month, if that was the case, it would be better to kill him.

"What the hell do you want!"

Ning Ziping's words were already mixed with a hint of begging for mercy.

The force could not compare to him, and even the lone wolf he relied on the most did not go through a round in his hands, and there was no one available around him at this time, unless he took the last step.

"Since I killed Ling Gongzi by mistake, I came today just to express my apologies, and by the way, I am giving him a pillar of incense, in the entire Xia Kingdom, there are few people who can afford my incense!"

Yanchen's words are not wrong at all, there are really few people in the entire Xia Kingdom who can be treated with Yanchen's own incense, if he knows Yanchen's true identity, Shangzhu incense may be his family's eternal honor.

"Okay!

Ning Ziping said angrily, but a flash of madness flashed in his eyes!

"Get out of the way!" Ning Ziping said again.

Standing on the high platform, although Ning Que's face was full of anger, but at this time, he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, looking at his broken hand, he didn't want to experience it once.

Yanchen didn't say much, just walked inside, the mourning hall was very spacious and bright, accommodating dozens of people without showing any crowding.

Xiao Qi took out a few sandalwood sticks from the side, lit them and handed them to the prince himself.

Everyone thought that Yanchen would check it with his own hands, and by the way, he would apologize for the dead, no matter what, the deceased was greater, but in their eyes, Yanchen just picked up the sandalwood and walked to the side of the coffin.

"Yes, it's a pity that the good Nanmu coffin was ruined like this!"

Reach out and tap it on it.

Although everyone was puzzled, they were speechless, and looking at Yanchen's next incense, the process was completed.

"I don't know if you can bear my four incense!" After speaking, Yanchen started to check, and just as everyone was about to let go of the faint worry in their hearts, they only heard a click! The coffin was broken in half, and Ning Hua, who was lying in the coffin, also rolled to the ground, and the mourning hall instantly became chaotic.

The screams and shouts of the people all swarmed out the door.

Only four of them remained.

Xiao Qi will always accompany the prince wherever he is, but the Ning father and son are full of anger.

"Young Master Yan, what do you mean by your repeated provocations!" Ning Ziping looked at everything in the chaos in the mourning hall, all kinds of flowers were scattered all over the ground, and even the charcoal pot for burning the fire was kicked everywhere, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

"Patriarch Ning, your coffin doesn't seem to be strong!"

"Okay! good!" Ning Ziping slapped his palm a few times, and at this time, a few people came directly from outside the door, and all those who stood in front of them were thrown out, especially the three of them inside, who were already furious.

"You killed my fourth brother, we won't let you go!" one of them clenched his fists, and the sound of a click suddenly came out.

"Kill him for me! I will pay Zhao Yuan 5 billion, which is considered today's reward!"

The two people who followed behind the three also rushed into the venue in an instant, while the Ning father and son quietly retreated.

With five to two, and each of them is an eight-rank master, one punch is difficult to defeat four hands, he doesn't believe that this Yanchen can survive!

"You guys get ready for me, aim at the door, and kill whoever comes out!"