The mouth of the village.

By the time these village men react...

Those ferocious wolves have all turned into corpses, lying in pools of blood.

"These wolves should be Yan to repay your kindness. ”

A voice relieved these people, and in their eyes... Yan Feng's back had slowly disappeared into the distance.

Just now, how did Yan Feng make a move, and how were these wolves killed. These people... No one saw it clearly!

At this moment, the man who picked up Yan Feng realized in his heart that what he picked up was not a simple person.

When they raised their eyes again, Yan Feng's figure had completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Qiyan City.

As the second largest city in Liuli Lingzhou, second only to the main city of Lingzhou, Liuli Heavenly City, the prosperity is needless to say, a city is full of tens of millions of people.

At this moment, the most prosperous Yuhualou in the city.

Although it is a place of tea and rice, it is very distinctive, this tea house is a hollow structure, around the center, there is a magnificent high platform, on which there is a beautiful singer, playing songs and dances.

Among the singers, the woman who dances in the main dance has extremely beautiful facial features, a charming figure, and a tuft of cheeks, which is enough to make men in the world crazy.

The teahouse has three floors.

Almost every day, when the meal is approaching, the seats are full.

On the third floor, near the north window, Yan Feng is alone... Sitting here, on a small table in front of him, there are a plate or two of simple dishes.

A jug of wine, drunk alone.

For the singing and dancing in this building, Yan Feng had no interest in it.

In the world, only one dance can arouse Yan Feng's interest, and that is Lin Xueer's neon dress and feather dance.

Looking out the window, Yan Feng had a trace of puzzlement between his eyebrows, remembering the events of the First Sword Divine Sect that day.

The years went on... Why did it suddenly appear?

Other than that... In the long river, why, Han Tian will appear in it!

Where is the source of the long river of time!

Myself... When will we be able to gather Cher's spirit again?

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Feng's heart was like being poured with lead stone, and he couldn't let go for a long time.

At this moment, his cultivation is scattered again.

Is it completely gone or lost temporarily... I don't know.

The most distressing point is that Yan Feng is difficult to determine, the primordial whirlpool in his dantian, in... Still not there!

This whirlpool is Yan Feng's biggest capital!

Yan Feng knows very well that as long as this whirlpool is tempered, one day... Yourself, you can reach the level of chaos!

That's when ...

Suddenly, there was a colorful flower ball, falling from above, and it actually landed directly on Yan Feng's table.

Being smashed by this flower ball, Yan Feng frowned and looked at the magnificent flower platform.

A beautiful and charming woman was saluting Yan Feng, with a smile on her face, and she looked extremely beautiful.

And the people in the entire Yuhua Building all looked at Yan Feng, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

"I really didn't expect that Miss Zishan would choose such a mortal today. ”

"Alas, alas, alas..."

"It can only be said that this person is too lucky, and the flower balls are thrown out at will. ”

"It's enviable!"

"Miss Zishan, the first beauty in Qiyan City, how many people come to this building to sit in this building just to see her, and seeing her is enough to have a beautiful dream for three days, let alone having dinner in the same room. ”

“......”

Yan Feng glanced at the flower balls on the table, his expression indifferent.

Look at this meaning, this flower ball is thrown at will, as a welfare, the person who gets the ball, can be with this Ouyang at night

Beauty has dinner together.

But... Yan Feng was not interested.

Standing up, towards the Zishan girl on the flower platform, he arched his hand slightly, and Yan Feng went towards the outside of Yuhua Tower.

On the flower stand, Zishan, who was originally with a beautiful smile, was also stunned... Obviously, I didn't expect that someone would refuse his invitation.

This move surprised most of the people in the entire building, and even... Some people are already angry.

There is a kind of powder, which is called iron powder.

Among these people, a large part of them are Zishan's iron fans.

"A little mortal, he dares to pose in front of Miss Zishan, boy, if you go out of this building today, Lao Tzu will definitely break your feet!

When Yan Feng walked only ten steps away from the gate, an arrogant voice sounded from behind him.

Most of the people who will come to this Yuhualou are some young people, and these people are either the magnates of Qiyan City or the people of the family.

If it is arrogant, it is more crazy than the other.

But in terms of cultivation, most of these people are young children, and they are only a thousand years old, and they are basically the collateral of the family, with no future, and they are waiting for death.

Plus neglect to cultivate on weekdays.

If you cultivate, the highest is the ancient god level.

The Old Gods... Yan Feng didn't look at it.

Although his cultivation is now scattered, the cultivation of this heavenly saint is by no means pretty.

Ignoring the clamoring man, he still walked towards the door!

"Ignorant mortals!"

At this moment, the young man jumped down from the second floor and punched... It was smashed towards the severe wind.

The moment the young man jumped off the second floor.

Yan Feng's footsteps stagnated slightly, and he turned on one side!

The palm of his hand directly grabbed the wrist of the young man's punch!

Pinch it hard!

With a click, the wrist bone was directly crushed!

Suddenly, the arrogant young man's facial features were almost distorted together, and he screamed in pain.

After a breath or two, three servants from the second floor hurriedly ran down.

"I am a child of the Su family, if you dare to hurt me, you will definitely kill you!"

This young man was pinched by Yan Feng's wrist bones, but he still kept cursing, and his face was disgusting to look at.

Yan Feng listened to the young man's scolding, and his eyes were cold for a moment...

There was a sinister aura on his body, and he suddenly dispersed!

In an instant, the shouting young man was stunned... I was so frightened that I forgot about the screams.

And those gentlemen in this building, one by one, under this evil atmosphere, they are all frightened!

These people are all sitting under the protection of their families, spending all day drinking, where can they withstand the evil aura of countless killings and condensation like Yan Feng!

Zi Shan on the flower platform, when she felt the evil aura on Yan Feng's body, she was also stunned...

Yan Feng, the eyes of the indifferent fell on the eyes of the Su family's children, and with a random flick of his hand, he threw the Su family's children away.

Rumble!

This person fell directly on the side of the wine table.

Then, Yan Feng turned around, and from beginning to end, without the slightest word, he walked out of this Yuhua Building, leaving only the surprise of the people on this floor!

But the child of the Su family who was crushed by Yan Feng crushed his wrist bone...

At this moment, looking at Yan Feng's departing back, he gritted his teeth tightly, with hatred in his eyes.

"In Qiyan City, you dare to touch me... It is to let you know, dead words, how to write!"