Yuan Yifeng saw Fang Han tearing his collar, he was not angry at all, but gently grabbed Fang Han's wrist with his hand. Then only hearing a click, Fang Han suddenly felt unbearable, and involuntarily let go of Yuan Yifeng's collar.

Song Qian was taken aback, she saw Yuan Yifeng holding Fang Han's wrist, at this moment the wrist had been completely shattered, the broken bones pierced the skin, and blood began to spurt from the wrist, and then the blood flowed less and less. This Yuan Yifeng clearly has no spiritual power at all, and he doesn't know martial arts at all, but he can crush Fang Han's wrist at this moment, how much strength does it take? In fact, Yuan Yifeng's grip strength is definitely above thousands of catties, and it is easy to crush an ordinary person's wrist.

Fang Han was in pain, his face had become the color of pig liver, the severe pain made him half-kneel on the ground, and said with difficulty: "You, you, who are you?" Yuan Yifeng smiled: "You already know my name, I just think it's ridiculous, you are already the peak of chivalrous cultivation, but you don't have the temperament of a chivalrous person, these days, I also know something about the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, your sales method is mainly based on the development of the downline, what is the difference between this and MLM?

As soon as these words came out, Fang Han's face changed, and suddenly he threw out a ringing arrow from his sleeve with his other hand. The arrow went straight into the sky, sending out a piercing scream. Fang Han's face was hideous, and he whispered mocking Yuan Yifeng and said: "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other." Boy, you're really undercover, you can't run away today. "This arrow is a life-saving arrow in the middle and high-level members of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, once someone encounters danger, this arrow can be released, and people in the same path within a radius of thousands of kilometers will come to the rescue.

Song Qian was shocked and said, "Yuan Yifeng, you run away, it won't be long before thousands of people will come here, not only the ordinary people of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, but also the masters of the sect who pass by here." Once you get caught by them, you're bound to get cramped and skinned. Yuan Yifeng smiled and said, "I'm leaving, don't you leave the Spirit Weapon Pavilion together?" Song Qian hurriedly said: "How dare I leave?

Fang Han listened to the conversation between the two and scolded angrily: "You two are really a pair of dog men and women, and you still want to leave, I don't think you two can leave." Yuan Yifeng just smiled, let go of the hand holding Fang Han, and kicked it out, right in Fang Han's chest. That Fang Han only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he completely lost consciousness. Song Qian was taken aback when she saw this scene, only to see Fang Han's chest collapse, and his body flew out hundreds of meters away at forty-five degrees. This Yuan Yifeng kicked to death a master at the peak of chivalry.

Yuan Yifeng said again: "If you don't leave the Spirit Weapon Pavilion at this moment, when will you stay, come with me!" Song Qian thought about it, nodded and said, "Okay! It's a big deal! Or flee to the ends of the earth! I really don't want to enter the Spirit Weapon Pavilion again." Yuan Yifeng smiled: "Is it that serious? Eradicate it, won't it be fine!" Song Qian said angrily: "Don't talk about those useless things, let's deal with the crisis in front of you first!"

While the two of them were talking, dozens of people from the Spirit Weapon Pavilion had already run closer. A strong man from the Spirit Weapon Pavilion opened his mouth to ask, "Who sent the arrow, and what happened?" Yuan Yifeng smiled and said: "It was the arrow I sent, I am a person from the fifty-ninth gate of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, that Fang Han is an undercover agent, he was just kicked to death by me, and at this moment he has a secret letter of collaborating with the enemy in his arms! There are many of his comrades lurking around. That's why I fired the arrow. ”

The strong man looked at Yuan Yifeng with a righteous face, nodded and said, "Let's go, search the corpse first!" After that, he led a group of people towards Fang Han's corpse. The surrounding crowd was speechless, and looked at Yuan Yifeng dumbfounded. Song Qian was also speechless for a while, but she didn't expect that this Yuan Yifeng would be fearless, reversing black and white, and at such a time, he could bite Fang Han back.

Seeing that the strong man walked towards Fang Han with dozens of people, Yuan Yifeng pulled Song Qian's hand and said, "Let's go! What are you doing here?" But no one spoke up at this moment, and they all knew that the Spirit Weapon Pavilion was not a good thing. Second, Yuan Yifeng kicked Fang Han to death is vivid, who dares to squeak beside Yuan Yifeng? Yuan Yifeng walked out of the crowd with Song Qian and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight. The strong man led everyone to search for Fang Han's body, but found nothing. turned his head and went to find Yuan Yifeng again, but he was nowhere to be seen.

The strong man was furious, pulled up the collar of an onlooker and said, "Where did the man and the woman go just now?" The onlookers trembled and said, "Go to the north gate." The strong man threw the crowd aside and said, "Chase!"

It is said that Yuan Yifeng took advantage of the chaos and took Song Qian towards the north gate. This north gate is actually the gate where Yuan Yifeng first entered Yanhuang City. Song Qian followed Yuan Yifeng, only to feel that her heartbeat was speeding up and she was about to jump out of her throat. The closer she got to the city gate, the more nervous Song Qian became, but Yuan Yifeng was like no one, so she swaggered towards the north city gate.

"Yuan Yifeng, wait first. When she arrived a few hundred meters away from the city gate, Song Qian suddenly grabbed Yuan Yifeng and said, "Look, the door master seems to be in front." Yuan Yifeng took a look, and sure enough, Tan Qiuyu, the master of the fifty-ninth gate, was talking to the Xu guard at the city gate at the moment. When Tan Qiuyu was bored, he squatted at the gate of this city, and when he saw outsiders with some qualifications, he pulled them into the Spirit Weapon Pavilion and developed into his own downline.

Song Qian opened her mouth and said: "This north city gate is occupied by Tan Qiuyu and several other gate masters, and they have been squatting here to develop new members. At this moment, if we go any further, we will be discovered by the door master. What to do?"

Yuan Yifeng smiled and said, "What are you afraid of!

After that, he took Song Qian and strode forward, seeing that Tan Qiuyu was chatting happily, and shouted loudly: "Sister Tan, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Song Qian was speechless for a while, and she was like a dream today. This Yuan Yifeng not only kicked to death the elite in the fifty-ninth gate of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, but also began to shout blatantly at this moment, not caring at all about his identity as a fugitive at the moment. Is this person really daring?

That Tan Qiuyu heard someone calling her, turned her head to look, and saw Yuan Yifeng and Song Qian walking towards her, and said in a daze: "What are you two doing here?" Yuan Yifeng smiled and said: "Sister Tan, what else can you do? Sell spiritual weapons! Brother Leopard gave me fifteen spiritual weapons, and I sold five in half a day, and now I came to this city gate to sell them!" Song Qian was speechless for a while, but she was no longer nervous. She only felt that this Yuan Yifeng was really lying wherever he went!

Tan Qiuyu looked at the ten spiritual weapons in Yuan Yifeng's hand, and said suspiciously: "Can you sell them so quickly? Wang Bao dared to give you fifteen spiritual weapons for the first time? You are really a sales genius." Why did he only send you two?

Yuan Yifeng said with a smile: "There is also a Fang Han! This Fang Han is really rubbish, I sold five spiritual weapons to make some small money, this Fang Han shouted for me to treat, who knew that after three glasses of wine and two plates of food, this Fang Han was in a hurry to!