"You are Qin Feng?" Ling Feidu narrowed his eyes, a wisp of battle intent rippling in his eyes: "I heard that you injured my father and killed my cousin Ling Feiyu, right?"

However, Qin Feng didn't even look at him.

He raised his big hand, covered An Youqi's little face, rubbed it gently, a wisp of warm breath rippled in his palm, An Youqi only felt as if it was a hot water bottle covering his face, soft, warm and comfortable.

After a while, most of the red palm prints faded.

Then the descendants put it on her abdomen and rubbed it slightly.

"Are you better?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

"Hmm" An Youqi's cheeks were a little red, and some strange feelings surged up in his body, his legs were gently intertwined, and his cherry lips were bitten lightly, and he looked extremely shy.

"Rest, let me take care of it. Qin Feng said with a smile.

Seeing this, An Youqi hurriedly said, "Qin Feng, be careful, that person is the genius of the Ling family named Ling Feidu, I heard that he has the strength of a grandmaster, Ling Zhantian is not his opponent!"

"It's just a grandmaster, I'll take care of it, but you, go and rest, be obedient, you know?" Qin Feng didn't seem to care, and touched An Youqi's little head, still with that smile like a spring breeze.

An Youqi looked at him in a daze, his pink lips opened slightly, and he wanted to speak again, but finally nodded obediently: "Then you should be careful." ”

"Hmm. ”

Qin Feng bowed.

An Youqi stood up, walked towards An Kun over there, and helped him up.

Qin Feng turned around and strode towards Ling Feidu.

The fighting spirit is strong.

Killing Intent!

"I heard that you are also a grandmaster, it really surprised me, I don't know how difficult it is to produce a grandmaster in a place like Changnan? Your talent should be very terrifying, but I don't like people whose talent is stronger than me, so this time I not only want to avenge my father and correct the name of the Ling family, but I also want to ruin your genius, Changnan's Tianjiao is enough as long as I Ling Feidu is alone, and there is no need for others to exist!" Ling Feidu put his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile, his eyes rippling with a sparkling light.

"Who told you that I'm just a Grandmaster?"

Qin Feng's eyes froze, his voice suddenly raised an octave, and a fist hit him head-on.

The fist is mediocre, as if it doesn't use much strength, I'm afraid that an ordinary person can easily resolve this punch.

But when this punch came out, Ling Feidu's pupils constricted, and his face changed greatly.

He hurriedly dodged and avoided the fist, but the energy attached to the fist exploded at this moment.

Bang!

A wave of air opened, all the men in suits and leather shoes around him were shaken away, Ling Feidu was also bombarded, and the people retreated again and again, looking at Qin Feng in disbelief.

This is the real fist like a bomb!

It is said that a person who has cultivated his qi to a certain strength can attach his qi to the fist and explode out, producing a destructive power like a bomb!

This is not what a grandmaster should do!

Ling Feidu was frightened: "Who are you?"

"I'm your father!"

Qin Feng scolded angrily, his steps clicked, and the person suddenly disappeared.

What a speed!

Qin Feng, who rushed at high speed, blew a burst of afterimages in front of him!

Ling Feidu hurriedly retreated, his eyes moving frantically from side to side, catching the other party's figure!

At this moment, one of the afterimages paused.

"You're here!!"

Ling Feidu's eyes were cold, and he shouted and slapped his palm.

But as soon as his arm was extended, he was firmly grasped by a hand that looked like iron pincers.

The other party seemed to be waiting for him to make a move.

Not good!

Ling Feidu's heart chuckled.

Break the tongs!

Click.

"Ah!!!!h

A terrible scream resounded through the night.

But before he could say a few words, a slap hit him in the face.

Syllable!

Ling Feidu flicked his head, spit out a mouthful of bloody teeth, and a bright red palm print was printed on his face.

He froze.

He knew he had been beaten!

I was slapped by the other party!

What a humiliation is this?

Even his dad didn't beat him like that!

"I'll your whole family!" Ling Feidu's blood was surging, his eyes were extremely blood-red, and he continued to attack the person in front of him angrily!

A punch flew in, snorting and flying, like a long rainbow running through the sun.

The power of this punch did not know how much it surpassed Ling Zhantian.

But at this moment, Qin Feng was in a state of rage, reckless and sparing no effort, in the face of this terrifying punch, he didn't even dodge, and let him hit him.

Bang!

Punch in the chest.

Qin Feng's body shook.

The strength of the fist was like a ripple in all directions. Several large trees on both sides were all hung up, and the rockery cracks on the side were all over the place.

Can.

Qin Feng didn't fall!

He didn't even retreat.

"How is this possible?"

He looked up, his gaze glazed over, and only an incredulous expression remained on his face.

Am I dreaming?

Someone actually took a blow from me head-on and didn't fall down!

No way!

It's absolutely impossible!

Ling Feidu's heart was cold, a lot of sweat broke out on his face, and he felt fear for the first time looking at the angry man in front of him.

Even in the face of the original Yanjing Tenth Day Arrogant Marlowe, he had never felt like this. But today in Changnan, in this small home, he met such a terrible person.

"You're just a three-legged cat? You deserve to be called Tianjiao?"

Qin Feng said coldly, raising his hand and scraping it towards Ling Feidu's face again.

Syllable!

Piercing applause rang out.

Ling Feidu's body took a few steps back, trembling, and a few more teeth were knocked out, and hideous and dazzling palm prints appeared on his face again, embarrassed.

But that's not the end of it.

Syllable!

Qin Feng was another slap in the face!

Syllable!

Ling Feidu was repulsed again, and the person was directly stunned.

Qin Feng hadn't stopped yet.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

However, in just one minute, I don't know how many slaps slapped fiercely on Ling Feidu's face, like raindrops.

His whole body seemed to be dying, his body was shaking, his face was completely deformed, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and all his teeth were knocked out.

But Qin Feng showed no signs of stopping at all!

Continue to raise the fan-like palm and stir it violently.

Bang bang

A crisp sound continued to explode outside the Anjia Hall.

The entourage around Ling Feidu got up from the ground, completely dumbfounded.

An Youqi and An Kun were also stunned.

Ling Feidu, the dignified grandmaster Yanjing's tenth day of pride, was actually slapped in public. According to Qin Feng's progress, Ling Feidu was afraid that he would be instigated to death.

But no one dared to speak out, no one dared to stop it, and everyone watched this incredible scene with horror.

"Qin Feng!"

At this time, a large number of ancient warriors rushed into the door, among which were An Chengcheng and Hong Yi.

The two of them ran in, and the people of the Heavenly Group quickly controlled these entourage, and when Hong Yi saw the person who was instigated by Qin Feng, his face suddenly changed greatly: "Ling Feidu?"

It's also thanks to him that he can still recognize it.

"Dad, are you all right?"

An Tingcheng hurriedly rushed over, looking at the injury on An Kun's body, his heart ached.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," An Kun hurriedly comforted.

"Qin Feng, stop!"

Seeing that Ling Feidu's whole person was almost as fast as a dead dog, and he couldn't stand on his feet, Hong Yi hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Get out!"

Qin Feng turned his head and shouted angrily.

The sound was like thunder, and the shock of the flood retreated again and again, and the eardrums trembled.

Hong was stunned.

Qin Feng was furious! And even angrier than the last time he was in the rental house.

What did this Ling Feidu do?

Ling Feidu's legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground, but Qin Feng grabbed his neck and fanned wildly, his entire face was covered in blood, completely deformed, his eyes couldn't be opened, and the bridge of his nose completely collapsed.

Qin Feng stopped, but the torture didn't stop.

"You, you're not just a grandmaster, who are you?"

Ling Feidu was stunned and questioned Qin Feng with his last strength.

"I said, the one who killed you!"

Qin Feng said coldly, and slapped it vigorously.

Poof!

Ling Feidu fainted directly.

Qin Feng grabbed his hair and walked towards the door like a dead dog.

Master?

He didn't use much strength to deal with Ling Zhantian, the Grandmaster, even if Ling Feidu was stronger than Ling Zhantian, what could he do? How much difference could there be for Qin Feng? It was just the difference between an ant and a worm.

Stuffing Ling Feidu into the evacuation, Qin Feng turned his head to stare at the hall.

"Allure, you take good care of Youqi, Team Leader Hong, you can deal with the rest of the people yourself!"

After speaking, the person sat in the driver's seat and rushed towards Ling's house with one foot on the accelerator.

Seeing this, Hong Yi touched his head and had a headache.

Finished!

This time it's really over! Whether it's Ling Feidu or the Ling family.

On the side, a bodyguard in a suit saw this, secretly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, edited a text message and sent it quickly.

Inside the Ling family's villa.

"Righteous Elder! Feidu has been defeated! Now Qin Feng is rushing here!"

Ling Shuhai, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly got up and shouted.

"Call Yanjing now!"

The righteous old man drank immediately.

"Yes!"