Since he is a mortal enemy, Chiba Sakurako doesn't care whose nephew he is, and he doesn't care whose son he is, but he definitely cares about the title of the successor of the Dragon Guardian Clan, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Is he qualified enough?" ”

"Maybe he didn't have this qualification before, but after today, who dares to say that he doesn't have this qualification?" Yun Tian said confidently.

Maybe before, Yan Feng couldn't be called the first person of the young generation, whether it was the previous Feng Taiping, or the current Hua Qingfeng, and broken heart, he did not lose to Yan Feng in the amazing Cheng dù, especially Hua Qingfeng, the title of the young god of war firmly suppressed the young generation.

But now? Yan Feng's ten people slammed into the realm of the Cherry Blossom Temple, not to mention that they were unscrupulous, and even killed two half-step Saint Realm powerhouses with the power of one person, which was definitely an incomparably brilliant achievement for a young powerhouse.

Chiba Sakurako was not calm, and faintly felt that she had jumped into a trap, otherwise, where would it be such a coincidence, seeing that Yan Feng was about to be caught, the sky of clouds appeared?

This is the prestige, the prestige of the Chinese martial arts, and the prestige of Yan Feng, to achieve Yan Feng's invincible prestige among the young generation, only in this way can Yan Feng be qualified to provoke the beam and become the new successor of the dragon protection clan.

Yan Feng and the others couldn't raise their heads because of this terrifying coercion, they were frightened in their hearts, it's over, this guy is definitely at the same level as Chiba Sakura, and now that the sky has been lured away, aren't Yan Feng these people just chicks who have just come out of the shell? You don't need to use the knife, just pinch it with your hands, and you'll die.

Tian Qiming smiled cruelly: "Today you have wings and it is difficult to fly!" ”

used to be able to compete with Yan Feng, but now Tian Qiming feels that he is too far away from Yan Feng, whether he is an enemy or not, he must be eliminated, otherwise, it will be difficult for the young generation to get ahead.

Yan Feng looked at Tian Qiming with fierce eyes and said coldly: "Despicable villain, if no one covers you, I can kill you ten with one hand." ”

"But you don't have that chance." Tian Qiming was angry in his heart, but he had to believe the truth that Yan Feng said.

A thin old man strode out, looked at Yan Feng, nodded and said, "Very good, I can kill two Sakura slaves by myself, and this strength is not under Sakura Hong." ”

Yan Feng was frightened in his heart, he knew that this old man was the terrible old monster, but what he was even more frightened in his heart was the old man's words, this strength, but no longer under Ying Hong, could it be that Chiba Ying Hong also has such strength?

When Tian Qiming saw the old man, his expression was respectful, and he said, "Lord Sakura, please take down this little bastard." ”

Sakura Saint!

is also the authority in the cherry blossom temple, and the cultivation has all entered the holy realm, not only is the strength strong, but the status is also transcendent, only under the cherry blossom god, it is equivalent to the elder taste of the Chinese martial arts sect.

"Yan Feng is naturally going to take it."

The old man turned his head and looked at Taishan and the others again, and said with great satisfaction: "These are also very good, if you bring them back, you should be able to cultivate a few good war slaves, let's take them together." ”

War slaves are definitely not a good thing, especially the word "slave", which is even more humiliating, Yan Feng and the others are angry, exuding war intent on their bodies, they are in danger today, but even if they would rather die, they have to pull a few cushions.

Seeing that Yan Feng and the others could still send out their fighting intent, the old man sneered and said, "A group of ants dare to express their fighting intent against me?" ”

With a wave of his big hand, the wind-like power came horizontally, Yan Feng and the others were immediately swept away, and Yan Feng, Ling Tieshan and Dong Bin, who were already injured, spurted blood from their mouths, and their injuries worsened.

The fighting spirit of a group of people is gone, the enemy is too strong, so strong that they have lost even the courage to resist, only a sense of hopeless powerlessness!

Yan Feng got up from the ground, pointed at the old man and scolded: "The shameless old dog, he bullies the small with the big, and he can't beat the old one, so he comes to bully us juniors?" ”

In the face of a martial saint, they are in awe, but a martial saint who has no martial virtue and can only bully the small with the big is not worthy of their respect.

"Hmph, it's just an ant, is it worthy to shout in front of me?"

No matter what the old man said, he was also a master of the Holy Realm, and when Yan Feng said this, he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, and waved his big hand again.

Syllable!

The crisp slap was drawn on Yan Feng's face, the force was not great, no matter how big it was, Yan Feng might be slapped to death, but it was not light, Yan Feng fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth were studying, and there was a palm print on his face!

Yan Feng was stunned, someone should have slapped him, in this life, except for women, no one has ever slapped him, a violent aura spread out from him, and his eyes stared at the old man fiercely.

The old man was very unhappy with Yan Feng's eyes, and said with a cruel smile: "What? Not convinced? What can you do if you're not convinced? Even if you are a genius and just an ant before you grow up, I am afraid that I will kill you if I have more strength! ”

This is not true at all, as long as this old man has a little more strength, with Yan Feng's current injury, it is estimated that he will hang up directly, and he will not be convinced.

"I swear, as long as I Yan Feng doesn't die, this slap, one day I will pay it back tenfold, one hundredfold!" Yan Feng roared!

"I can promise you won't die, but you'll never get it back." The old man's face was ruthless, and he waved his hand again, and slapped Yan Feng again.

In fact, the old man was also afraid of Yan Feng's potential in his heart, this was definitely a young genius, but it was a pity that he was the enemy, he didn't mind ravaging this young genius fiercely.

Seeing that the slap was drawn again, Yan Feng was fearless, he was ready, he couldn't be taken away alive today no matter what, he knew his potential very well, if he was really studied by the Cherry Blossom Temple, it would definitely be a disaster for the Chinese martial arts world.

Previously, Feng Taiping's undead warrior only used his true dragon immortal blood as a sample to develop a terrifying undead warrior, but now he has the yin and yang chaotic qi and phoenix blood, if it is studied, it will only be even more terrifying.

Syllable!

Yan Feng flew out, fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time, this slap was heavier just now, as long as he didn't kill him, it would be valuable to the Sakura Temple.

"Boss!"

"Master!"

"Little Swallow!"

Everyone rushed over and helped Yan Feng up, one by one grief and indignation, Yan Feng grabbed Ah Hu's hand and said coldly: "Ah Hu, kneel down for me!" ”

Thump!

Ah Hu knelt on the ground, Yan Feng said: "You are a disciple of my Holy Heavenly Gate, now the master only tells you one thing, kill me later, remember, cut off my head!" ”

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, Yan Feng had already had the heart of death, Ah Hu's eyes were red, tears fell out, and he shouted: "Lao Tzu doesn't do it!" ”

He and Yan Feng are nominally masters and apprentices, but they are actually brothers, how can he kill his master and brother with his own hands.

"Do you want to disobey your master?" Yan Feng said sharply.

If he could, of course Yan Feng didn't want to die, but there was no way, he definitely couldn't fall into the hands of the Sakura Temple alive.

"Master!" Ah Hu howled loudly.

Everyone knew what Yan Feng was thinking, but how could they do it, but Taishan nodded and said: "If you want to die, everyone will die together, whoever dies in the end will do this!" ”

"Good!"

Ten people reached an agreement in an instant, according to the current situation, it is difficult for them to escape, rather than become war slaves, it is better to die, since they are all going to die, the guilt of attacking their own brother is no longer there.

Ten daggers engraved with dragons appeared in their hands, which was the sign of the second group of dragons, who preferred to die under their own weapons.

Seeing the daggers in their respective hands, the ten people looked at each other and suddenly laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, I said boss, our dragon group group two has just been established for two days, and we will hang up, isn't it too aggrieved?"

"Don't be aggrieved, have you forgotten that we killed a lot of dwarfs two days ago, and we still made money!"

"Aggrieved is a little aggrieved, but it's not a shame, at least Lao Tzu didn't die in the hands of a little man!"

"Little boys, if you want to kill your grandfather, don't dream!"

"China Dragon!"

Except for Yan Feng, who was unable to hold a knife, the other eight people swung their daggers at their necks, and Taishan's dagger slashed at Yan Feng's head.

Rather die than give in, they are the predators of China, although they can't kill all the enemies, they are willing to die for the Chinese dragon, they have no regrets, they can't be living heroes, they are willing to become dead heroes!

Those people in the Sakura Temple were a little dumbfounded, are these people crazy and want to commit collective suicide, you know, the Sakura Temple has no intention of killing them.

Tianqi was in a hurry and shouted, "Stop them!" ”

The value of these people is extraordinary, especially Yan Feng, who is the person named by the Sakura God, if he dies here, then he will still be a fart!

The old man's face was full of contempt, and he sneered: "Have you forgotten what I just said?" You are nothing but a swarm of ants, and in my eyes, you don't even have the power to control your own life and death! ”

After speaking, the old man slapped out again, since these people are more valuable alive than dead, naturally they can't be allowed to die.

The powerful force struck, Yan Feng and the others were lifted away again, and the dagger in their hands also fell to the ground, indeed, in front of the Martial Saint, they didn't even have the ability to commit suicide.

Yan Feng was in a hurry, he resolutely couldn't let himself be taken away, his mind was spinning, how could he die now?

I saw a big stone not far away, and I used my strength to hit it with a fierce man, Lao Tzu hit him headlong and died, and he hit his head to pieces, see if you want it?

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly again, and slapped his palm at Yan Feng, Yan Feng thought to himself that this is over, there is no chance to die, do you want to bite your tongue and kill yourself? That hurts, doesn't it?

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, the earth was trembling, Yan Feng was not photographed by the old man, and hit the big stone as he wished, but it didn't seem to hurt at all, and there was no picture of a brain bursting, as if he had hit a ball of cotton, not only did it not hurt, but it was also soft and comfortable.

"Oh, you stinky boy, what are you still stunned about, hurry up and get up, do you want to break Lao Tzu's old waist?" A copper dry tobacco pouch knocked on Yan Feng's head, knocking him so hard that his eyes were full of stars, and tears of pain flowed out.