What happened to the young man caused the people around him to discuss, "I'm afraid this kid has offended someone."

"Ouch, look at those people, tsk-"

"Don't look at it, be careful of getting into trouble." Some of the timid reminded their companions worriedly.

"I know that too, but this kid ...... Oops—"

While everyone was talking, one of them suddenly stood up and said, "Stop! If you dare to commit murder and harm in broad daylight, are you not afraid of retribution?"

The men stopped, looked at the man who spoke up with a sneer, and then raised their feet and stepped on the chest of the young man lying on the ground. :

"You want to be nosy?" The man at the head condescendingly looked at the man who spoke out to stop him, and sneered, "Boy, are you from out of town? Get out of the way, or be careful of dying in a foreign land."

The man looked at the man without fear on his face: "Do you still have a royal law here?"

The man glared at him angrily, and then burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

"Wang Fa? The emperor is far away, can he control us? In Tongzhou, we are the king!"

Seeing this, the people around shook their heads and sighed, looking like they hated iron but not steel: "This young man is too stupid."

"That's right, how did he know, this place is not comparable to the capital, and the strong dragon here does not suppress the head snake!"

"Young man, forget it, let's pretend we didn't see it, they are the famous overlords of Tongzhou."

"Alas......" everyone shook their heads and dispersed, preparing to go home.

Seeing this, Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart: "How can you stay out of the matter? It's because of your connivance that they've intensified!"

"Yo-hea!" Several men raised their eyebrows in unison when they heard this, and looked at Sheng Zhiyao and his party with pity and disdain.

"A little girl is also here, she is tired of being crooked, right?" One of the men snorted coldly.

Another person also chimed in: "This girl doesn't know how thick the sky is, our brothers will let her taste it tonight."

After he finished speaking, he smiled evilly, stretched out his finger and touched Sheng Zhiyao's pretty face.

With a "whoosh", Feng Yuanchen pulled out the saber at his waist and directly cut off the man's arm, while Sheng Zhiyao took two steps back in disgust.

"Ahh

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!" The other two men shouted angrily, and then quickly rushed towards Feng Yuanchen, "Lao Tzu abolished you!"

Feng Yuanchen hooked his lips with disdainful contempt and placed the long sword across his chest.

The two soon became entangled, and the sword wind rattled. Although Feng Yuanchen is only about fourteen years old, his moves are already extremely sharp, his movements are fast, and he is not inferior to ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, he was ruthless and cunning, taking away the other party's life with every sword, leaving no way for the enemy to live.

There was a "poof" sound, and blood sprayed again, Feng Yuanchen cut off one of the opponent's arms again, and one of the men covered the injured part and fell to the ground in pain.

The remaining man stared at the young man with a frightened face, and said in a trembling voice, "You, you ......."

"What are you?" Feng Yuanchen interrupted him coldly, "You actually dare to reach out and touch my Zhiyao, it seems that you are tired of living!" When the words fell, Feng Yuanchen deceived himself again.

"No, spare your life!" The man was frightened and hurriedly begged for mercy.

It's a pity that Feng Yuanchen doesn't intend to let him go. I saw Feng Yuanchen's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of extremely cruel killing intent: "Since that's the case, you can go on the road first."

Feng Yuanchen jumped up, waved the long sword in his hand and slashed at the man.

When the man saw that Feng Yuanchen really wanted to kill him, his eyes immediately widened, and he shouted hysterically: "Help—"

However, there was no one around to pay any attention to him.

The village names were shocked and a little scared.

The man was desperate and watched as Feng Yuanchen's sword stabbed into his throat.

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Bang!" A muffled sound came, and everyone was stunned. I saw that the man who was arrogant and domineering just now had already died on the spot.

"How dare you kill us! Do you know who we are?" The first man with a broken arm was furious, gritting his teeth and threatening.

Feng Yuanchen glanced at him disdainfully: "It's just a group of rabble, it's not worth my brains."

"Bastard, how dare you insult us?" The man was completely angry, raised the knife in his hand and slashed at Feng Yuanchen.

Feng Yuanchen's eyes flashed slightly, and with a sweep of the long sword in his hand, the man's head exploded like a watermelon.

The smell of blood filled the streets, and the people around them watched in amazement, all of them sat on the ground with their legs limp, and some women even cried out in fright.

Sheng Zhiyao nervously grabbed Sheng Hancheng's sleeve, hiding behind him and not daring to look at Feng Yuanchen: "Second brother, will Yuanchen ......?"

Sheng Hancheng turned around and gently stroked Sheng Zhiyao's hair, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, there is a second brother here, Yuanchen just doesn't want you to be bullied."

Sheng Zhiyao obediently snuggled into his arms, feeling that his heart was beating very fast.

She peeked at Feng Yuanchen, this was the first time she had seen Feng Yuanchen kill like this.

His movements were simple and rough, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, as if he was doing something extremely ordinary.

Sheng Zhiyao's gaze followed Feng Yuanchen, only to see him slowly withdraw his sword, and there was no expression on his cold face, as if death had descended, which was terrifying.

Sheng Zhiyao secretly swallowed her saliva, only to feel cold. She suddenly remembered a poem: Mo Shang flowers bloom three thousand, like immortals descending to the earth.

Feng Yuanchen is that kind of person, but he is not like an immortal descending into the world, but a ghost descending to earth, handsome and extraordinary.

His cold face revealed the cold alienation that rejected people thousands of miles away, but it still couldn't hide his dazzling light, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Feng Yuanchen's gaze crossed the crowd and fell on the stunned Sheng Zhiyao, frowning slightly.

He carried his sword and slowly walked to Sheng Zhiyao: "Are you injured?"

"Nope." Sheng Zhiyao shook his head, lowered his head, didn't dare to meet his eyes, and just explained in a low voice, "Let's get out of here now, so as not to get into trouble."

"Okay." Feng Yuanchen didn't ask much, took her hand and walked towards the inn.

"Oh, stand still, don't try to escape!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, Feng Yuanchen pulled Sheng Zhiyao to stop suddenly, and looked around with cold eyes, looking for the culprit.

I saw a fat and bloated middle-aged man with five or six family members blocking in front of them, holding a long stick in his hand, staring at the two of them fiercely.

"Who are you?" Feng Yuanchen asked in a deep voice.