At the same time, in the manager's office on the third floor, Zhou Hang also got the news that someone had come to Quan'an Real Estate to make trouble.

However, Zhou Hang didn't care much, although Quan'an Real Estate did not have the strongest Yang God Realm, but it had a very hard backstage.

Looking at his subordinates with nervous faces, Zhou Hang shook his head and said, "You go to the old man and let him solve this matter!" ”

"Yes, Manager!"

That subordinate breathed a sigh of relief, Ming Lao was the top three peak powerhouse of the Fusion God Realm in Quan'an Real Estate, and he was still cultivating the famous martial arts, and his combat power was extraordinary.

"In these years, cats and dogs dare to cause trouble, it's really ignorant!"

After thinking about it, Zhou Hang got up and walked outside, he was idle, he didn't mind going to see the excitement.

At this moment, Ye Feng was standing in the center of the Quan'an real estate hall, surrounded by dozens of security guards, but he didn't dare to stop him.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyelids lifted, and a figure, like an eagle, jumped down from the second floor.

The visitor was dressed in a black Tang suit, with crane hair and a childish face, his eyes were shining sharply, and his every move revealed his strength.

"It's an old man!"

"If the old man makes a move, this son will definitely die!"

"Dare to come to our Quan'an real estate to make trouble, it's just a matter of not knowing whether to live or die!"

Falling ten meters in front of Ye Feng, the old man slowly narrowed his eyes, stared at Ye Feng with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Boy, you are really bold, you dare to come here to make trouble." ”

"What about Zhou Hang?" Ye Feng asked with a cold face.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, he was very dissatisfied with Ye Feng's attitude, in his opinion, the kid in front of him was young, even if he was talented, he was only in the realm of a grandmaster, and in the face of himself, a powerhouse at the peak of the dignified Fusion God Realm, he was actually fearless.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance, get out of here immediately, I can be blameless!"

Catching up with the cold gaze of the old man, Ye Feng's anger rolled in his heart, and his hands slowly clenched into fists, "I'll ask again, what about Zhou Hang?" ”

"Stubborn!" The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying artistic conception power rolled out.

At the same time, in the corridor on the third floor, Zhou Hang watched the old man make a move, with a smile on his face, and said to a middle-aged man next to him: "The old man is angry!" ”

The middle-aged man on the side also smiled and said, "This kid dares to anger the old man, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat!" ”

"Take your life to !!"

The momentum of the old man is like a rainbow, and the whole person seems to have turned into a divine eagle, and the power of the rolling artistic conception is intertwined, just like the substance.

The middle-aged man on the third floor showed a touch of envy on his face, and said, "The old man has already stepped into the realm of the Yang God with half a foot, I'm afraid that it won't take ten years to completely take that step!" ”

Downstairs, Ye Feng raised his head suddenly, looking at the famous old man who was flying in the air and attacking, "Since you all refuse to say it, then I will kill you all!! ”

The group of security guards around listened to Ye Feng's words, and they all showed disdain, and no one believed Ye Feng's words at all.

"Whew!"

In the horrified gaze of the old man, Ye Feng, who had been standing still, as if he was bound by the power of artistic conception, suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning.

"Ahh

"Poof!!"

It was as if it was a tornado, sweeping in all directions, and a puff of blood splashed in all directions.

Screams rang out one after another.

The old man was stunned, looking at the security guard who kept falling to the ground and his neck was broken.

"Y-why is he so fast?"

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's figure appeared in front of the old man, and he was so frightened that the old man took two steps back.

Catching up with Ye Feng's gaze without the slightest emotion, the old man had the illusion that the young man in front of him was like a demon from hell, and he wanted to ask for his life.

"Whew!"

In the next second, Ye Feng's figure disappeared again.

"Famous Sword !!"

Seeing Ye Feng disappear suddenly, the old man's expression changed greatly, and the fatal sense of crisis made him dare not keep it at all, and the power of the rolling artistic conception condensed in an instant, turning into a golden sword that opened the sky.

"Cutting !!"

Although Ye Feng's figure could not be captured, this hall was filled with the power of artistic conception, and this sword was condensed with artistic conception, which was enough to cut Ye Feng.

In the expectant gaze of the famous elder, Ye Feng's figure suddenly appeared on his left side, and at the same time, the golden sword shadow suddenly fell.

"Boom !!"

The whole building shook, the floor cracked, cracks after cracks, like cobwebs, spreading in all directions.

The smoke and dust rose and the old man gasped for breath and stared ahead for a moment.

"Click!"

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound, like glass shattering.

"It's impossible to !!"

The old man's face was full of horror, looking at the smoke and dust that slowly dispersed, he saw Ye Feng grasping the golden sword light with one hand, and cracks covered the surface of the sword light.

"You can die!"

"Boom !!"

Ye Feng's right hand was violently forced, and the sword light that was clasped by him was actually thrown away by him, spinning and slashing towards the old man.

"No !!"

The old man's eyes were filled with horror, and a rune treasure appeared above his head.

"Boom !!"

A deafening collision sounded, and the old man's face was full of fear, looking at the sword light that slowly cracked above his head.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly!

The old man felt a shock all over his body, and a white palm, like the palm print of a god and demon, slammed on the light mask formed by the rune treasure.

"Boom !!"

In just two clicks, the light shield formed by the rune treasure shattered.

"Don't kill me, I'm a famous ......"

"Click!"

The white palm seemed to be piercing through time and space, directly clasping the old man's neck, and before he finished speaking, he directly pinched his neck.

On the third floor, Zhou Hang and the middle-aged man were stunned, and looked at the old man who had his neck broken in a daze.

Suddenly, Zhou Hang felt a chill all over his body, and a very cold gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing into his heart.

"Run!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Hang turned around and ran.

"Bang !!"

With his right foot kicking the ground violently, Ye Feng shot towards the third floor like an arrow.

Zhou Hang, who was running, suddenly felt cold all over, and his right foot was never able to step out.

"You are Zhou Hang?"

An indifferent voice sounded in Zhou Hang's ears.

"I—I'm not Zhou Hang!"

"Oh!"

"Smack!"

Zhou Hang only felt a pain in his head, and his whole person was suspended.

Holding Zhou Hang's Heavenly Spirit Cover with his five fingers, Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man standing not far away, his face full of horror, and asked, "Are you Zhou Hang?" ”

"I, I'm not Zhou Hang, he, he's Zhou Hang!" The middle-aged man spoke in a trembling voice.

With his neck twisting slightly, Ye Feng looked at Zhou Hang who was lifted by him, "Where is Xiao Qian?" ”

Zhou Hang's face was full of pain, "Who, who is Xiaoqian!" ”

"The spirit of Villa 8808!"

Zhou Hang's eyes flashed with disbelief, for the sake of a spirit, he actually made a big fuss about Quan'an Real Estate and killed an old man, as for it?

"Your Excellency, I, I am willing to compensate!"

"Let me ask you, where is Xiaoqian?" Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, his heart was full of anger, he was afraid that he couldn't help but pinch Zhou Hang's head.

"I—I don't know!" A look of pain appeared on Zhou Hang's face, and he felt the five fingers that grabbed his head get harder and harder.

(End of chapter)