Yang Fengcheng's voice was flat, but it contained a majesty that ordinary people could not resist.

Obviously, as the representative son of the three major families of one dynasty, he also has his own pride and belief.

When Ling Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth were lightly lifted, and the palm of his hand was forced, and Pei Liu, who was originally led up like a chicken, directly slammed into the wall.

"Yang Shao, you must help me kill this damn boy!"

Pei Liu got up from the ground with difficulty, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood frantically, and roared wildly.

"Rubbish!"

Yang Fengcheng glanced at Pei Liu lightly and said coldly.

"Yang Shao, this kid is extremely fast, you have to be careful!"

Although Pei Liu was very angry at what the other party said, he could only endure it on his face, and hurriedly reminded him.

After all, he is not dead now, it is precisely because of Yang Fengcheng.

However, this was his own mistake, and the reason why Ling Feng didn't want to kill him was because he didn't dare to be interested.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance, now admit your mistakes to us, and you're in a hurry!"

Yang Fengcheng looked at Ling Feng like a gentleman.

"It seems that you still don't understand, since that's the case, you understand!"

Hearing this, Ling Feng shook his head slightly.

He originally wanted to use such an action to deter Yang Fengcheng, but now it seems that not only did it not have a deterrent effect, but it dropped a lot in the other party's heart.

"With the strength of the two of us, this room can't support it anymore, boy, let's go out and fight!"

Yang Fengcheng glanced at Ling Feng indifferently, and without waiting for the other party to answer, he swept out directly from the window.

"Brother Qing!"

Seeing this, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Qing Mu, and signaled him to be optimistic about the fat man lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Brother Ling, let's solve it quickly, the other people around you are also starting to pay attention to this side!"

Qing Mu nodded and reminded kindly.

This is not yet an academy, although it has the seat of the academy, but it is also unable to control the burning and plundering in the chaotic domain.

Once they are too public, they will definitely be remembered.

This kind of handover of several countries has been extremely chaotic in history, and several countries have also joined forces to clean up a chaotic domain.

However, every country has a small calculation in its heart, and it is impossible to work together, and in the end it can only end in failure.

Ling Feng's toes tapped the ground, and his figure jumped out directly.

With a few of his volleys, he came to the wide road, and at this time there were already many people watching, some of them walked out of the room directly, and some even fell directly on the roofs.

As more and more people gathered here, more and more curious eyes fell on Ling Feng and the others.

"Is this the guy who was fighting in the room just now, I thought this inn was going to be demolished!"

A middle-aged woman who was only about three martial arts masters looked at a woman in a purple dress on the side and muttered.

"These two should be the preparatory students for this Tianfeng Academy's admission battle, their cultivation is much higher than ours!"

The woman in the purple dress nodded approvingly, and said with a slight envy.

"That's Yang Shao, but who is this kid opposite Yang Shao?"

In a teahouse where the two of them could be seen clearly, a middle-aged man in sackcloth said in surprise.

The man was coarse and linen, thin, with yellowish skin, and his hair was unkempt like a chicken coop, while around his waist hung an ordinary gourd.

"That's the young master of the Yuanfeng Dynasty who killed the prince?"

A middle-aged woman who still has charm said with a slight raised brow.

The woman is dressed in a blue and white cheongsam dress, a pair of snow-white jade legs are silky and soft, and Miaoman's curves are even more attractive under the tight wrapping.

"Yes, the martial artist sevenfold, although it is not very strong, but it should not be weak among the freshmen!"

Opposite the two sat a white-bearded old man, slowly touching his beard and saying.

The old man, on the other hand, was well-dressed, his face was kind, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, and if someone sat in his place at this time, he would be able to find that the two people on the road could not be seen from him at all.

Although the three of them are dressed up, they all have a common mark on their chests.

"Old man, who do you think will win?"

The man in sackcloth suddenly looked at the white-bearded old man on the side and asked with a smile.

"The two haven't fought yet, it's hard to tell the winner, it's hard to say!"

The white-bearded old hand, whose dry palm was like tree bark, slowly stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"That little guy named Yang Shao has good strength, if I am not mistaken, that kid is also hiding his strength, and even I can't see through this concealment technique!"

The middle-aged woman's beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and she gently swept over her body.

"However, I'm very curious, who is that kid, why don't you do this, old man, why don't we make a bet, what do you think?"

The man in sackcloth looked at the old man sitting opposite him with a smile.

"Tell me about it!"

The old man brushed his appearance, nodded slightly.

"Let's talk about it first, if I win, it's still the old rule, this, it's full, if you win, next time you call me for help, I'm determined to make a move, old man, what do you think?"

The man in sackcloth held a gourd hanging from his waist in his hand, shook it and said.

"Yes!"

The old man didn't think about it and nodded.

"In that case, I think that kid will win!"

The man in sackcloth, seeing that the old man agreed, there was a sparkle in his eyes, and he hurriedly took Ling Feng on his side, for fear that the other party would choose Ling Feng first.

"Since you chose that kid, then I'll choose Yang boy!"

The white-bearded old man's eyes didn't seem to be open from beginning to end, and his faint voice also had a feeling of indifference.

"How about I be a Witness?"

The middle-aged woman smiled at the two of them.

"The transaction is successful, old man, my gourd will be placed here, and when the time comes, it will not be enough to have a drop full!"

The man in sackcloth put the gourd in his hand on the tabletop and said with a smile.

The gourd in his hand is very ordinary, without the slightest aura fluctuation, and the widest place is only the size of a palm, if it is to hold wine, it should not even be able to hold half a catty.

"Boy, there are so many people here who are paying attention to you and me, if you don't give me a little surprise, you will lose your life here today. ”

Yang Fengcheng swept around with a sneer on his face.

"If you want to fight, why bother so much nonsense!"

Ling Feng didn't show the slightest fluctuation, and looked at the handsome young man in front of him indifferently.