He ...... Who the hell is it?"

He Ming's eyes began to appear frightened, his body couldn't help trembling, and he felt that he had broken through a monstrous disaster.

"Dad, do they know his identity, why don't I know?" Looking at He Changqing, who had been frightened and did not speak, and the high-level officials of the main city, He Ming only felt that he was in hell.

"Dad, what the hell do you know......? Who is he?" He Ming, who was becoming more and more frightened, asked in a panic.

"The teacher of the Astral Boundary Zhang Family, Young Master Zhang......" He Changqing said in a trembling voice.

"Young Master Zhang's teacher?" These six words exploded in He Ming's ears like thunder, his face was full of horror and despair, his heart was beating faster, and he was about to jump out.

He Ming was completely dumbfounded, as if his soul body had left his body, and his eyes were gloomy.

Who is Young Master Zhang? That is the eldest young master of the Zhang family, a refining family, a refiner on the first day of the mainland!

He Ming is just a little young city lord, 108,000 miles worse than Zhang Junlan.

"City Lord He, your son is very rampant, in broad daylight, in front of so many people in Shenwu City, he dares to do such a shameless thing, it is simply insulting to the word Shenwu!" Feng Wuchen finally spoke, his voice extremely indifferent, breaking the silent and strange space.

"Yes, yes, yes!" He Changqing nodded again and again in a panic, not daring to refute anything.

Seeing the city lord like this, everyone in the city was completely stunned.

"The one called Feng Wuchen must have a great background!"

"The lord must know who he is! ”

"It seems that the young city lord is finished this time. ”

As the silence was broken, there was another commotion around them, and everyone became more and more curious about Feng Wuchen's identity.

Looking at He Changqing expressionlessly, Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "City Lord He, I will give you two choices, one is that I will kill your son, and the other is that you cut off your son's hands, you choose one." ”

He Changqing was shocked, no matter which one it was, he couldn't accept it.

If you can't accept it, you have to accept it, and it's easy to choose between the two options.

"Snort!"

"Ah......h

He Changqing did not hesitate to make a move, cutting off He Ming's hands, and with the sudden sharp pain, He Ming suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, and blood gushed out, staining the street floor red.

"The city lord actually cut off the young city lord's hands without hesitation, this ...... This ......"

Seeing this scene, the cultivators around them all swallowed in horror, and they all couldn't believe it.

To be alive, who would choose to die?

Man Qing and Yuelan beside Feng Wuchen were dumbfounded.

Feng Wuchen is just a sentence, He Changqing did not hesitate to cut off He Ming's arms, what is Feng Wuchen's identity, so that He Changqing is so jealous that he does not dare to disobey Feng Wuchen's words.

"My hand, my hand, Dad, why??" He Ming screamed in horror, looking at the severed arm on the ground in horror.

He Changqing didn't answer, and closed his eyes with the grief in his heart.

He Changqing knows better than anyone that if he offends Feng Wuchen, he has to pay the price.

However, He Changqing has a choice, and he is already very lucky.

Cutting off He Ming's two arms can at least save He Ming's life.

"If I hadn't had something important, it wouldn't have been as simple as cutting off my hands, do you know what I mean?" asked Feng Wuchen indifferently.

"Understood!" He Changqing nodded hurriedly, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was secretly glad in his heart, otherwise his son's life would not have been saved.

"If there is a next time, there is no need for the Shenwu Sect to keep it. "The wind is dustless, and the forest is cold.

"There will never be a next time!Absolutely not!" He Changqing shook his head in horror.

Ignoring He Changqing anymore, he looked at Ye Tianwei, Feng Wuchen's face softened, and said, "Take me to Shenwu Sect." ”

"Please come with me!" Ye Tianwei said, even if he knew Feng Wuchen's identity, Ye Tianwei tried his best to stay calm.

Knowing Feng Wuchen's identity, Ye Tianwei's attitude also became polite.

After Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao left, He Changqing and the others breathed a sigh of relief, the pressure brought to them by Feng Wuchen was really terrible, almost making them breathless.

"City Lord, who is that Feng Wuchen?"

"The city lord is so jealous of this person, he does not hesitate to cut off the arm of the young city lord, that Feng Wuchen's identity must be terrifying, right?"

"City Lord, who is that person?"

Many strong people came over to ask, and everyone wanted to know the identity of Feng Wuchen.

"Don't ask. He Changqing looked haggard and helpless, and hurriedly said, "Great Elder, quickly take Ming'er back to heal." ”

Feng Wuchen only said his name, and He Changqing was reluctant to reveal it, which made everyone even more anxious.

The more they don't get an answer, the more curious and anxious they become.

The Shenwu Sect was not far from Shenwu City, and in just a few minutes, Ye Tianwei had arrived at the Shenwu Sect with Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao.

The palace of the Shenwu Sect is huge and magnificent, although it is not as good as the Dragon God Temple, but it is also awe-inspiring.

"Emperor Dan, this is the Shenwu Sect. Ye Tianwei said politely, and didn't say a word about the challenge.

Feng Wuchen nodded and said with a smile: "Shenwu Sect is worthy of being the overlord of the Western Regions, the strong are like clouds, and they are indeed very powerful. ”

In the midst of chatting, the three of them had come to the mountain gate.

"Senior brother, are you back?" said the disciple guarding the mountain gate with a happy face.

"Senior brother, who are?" the other disciple glanced at Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao suspiciously.

"Dandi. Ye Tianwei said: "Go and report to the sect master and elders, and say that Emperor Dan is here." ”

"Emperor Dan?" The two disciples were shocked, glanced at Feng Wuchen with a kind of worship, and immediately rushed in to report as if they were desperate.

"Sect Master!Elder!Emperor Dan is here!Emperor Dan is here!," the two of them shouted excitedly, wanting to spread the news throughout the entire Shenwu Sect.

"Emperor Dan?

"Young Master Zhang's teacher, oh my God, it's actually our Shenwu Sect!"

"Did I hear me right? Emperor Dan came to our Shenwu Sect?"

"Everyone, hurry up! Emperor Dan is really coming to our Shenwu Sect, go and greet Emperor Dan!"

All the disciples who heard the shouting were shocked and excited, and even a little incredulous.

"Emperor Dan is here!"

"Young Master Zhang's teacher!"

"The master of the Young Pavilion Master of the Immortal Weapon Pavilion!"

In the main hall, there was a shock, and the Shenwu Sect Master and the high-level people rushed from the palaces as soon as possible.

For a time, the huge square of the Shenwu Sect gathered a large number of disciples, tens of thousands of people.

At this time, Ye Tianwei entered the mountain gate with Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao, and was walking up the stairs of the square.

"Welcome to Emperor Dan!"

The entire Shenwu Sect, headed by the sect master, tens of thousands of people saluted respectfully, and the voice resounded through the Shenwu Sect and the surrounding mountains, and the echo did not disperse for a long time.

Feng Wuchen's arrival in the Shenwu Sect can be said to make the Shenwu Sect Master extremely excited, and he never thought that Feng Wuchen would come to the Shenwu Sect.

(End of chapter)