"Hahaha! Ok, good, good! Sure enough, he is worthy of Chu Haomiao's son! This king wants to see how much ability you, the son of Beiliang, have inherited from your father! ”

As soon as the words fell, in the next second, Yan Feng's figure swooped up like a ghost, and appeared in front of Chu Mo in an instant.

Yan Feng turned his palm into a claw, and a terrifying internal force was wrapped in his right claw. Before the claws were close to Chu Mo's chest, the fierce wind had already torn the clothes on Chu Mo's chest for a hundred years.

At this moment, Chu Mo seemed to be frightened, standing in place, not dodging or dodging, if this claw landed on his chest, he would inevitably be killed by a blow.

At the last moment, a black shadow jumped down from the eaves behind Chu Mo, and a fierce sword aura slashed down towards Yan Feng's outstretched claws.

An icy aura instantly enveloped Yan Feng, and in the face of this sudden sword, it was not in Yan Feng's consideration at all.

Feeling the threat brought to him by this sword aura, Yan Feng had to snort softly, and quickly stopped the attack, and the whole person instantly returned to his original position.

Stabilizing his body and looking fixedly, he saw that at this moment, in front of Chu Mo, a young man in white was holding a long sword, and his eyes were indifferent and staring at him.

"White Jade Sword? Dancing Sword Song, are you a descendant of Yu Xiaotian? ”

When Yan Feng recognized the white jade sword in Zixuan's hand, he immediately knew the identity of this person.

"It seems that this king's guess is correct, Wu'er's death must have something to do with you! You can't leave it even more today! ”

With just a glance, Yan Feng could see Yu Zixuan's cultivation in the realm of eight grades, but Yan Feng, as a master of the Ten Directions realm, did not put it in his eyes at all.

And as Yan Feng's scream fell, Yan Feng once again went towards Chu Mo to kill, Yu Zixuan saw this, and at the same time danced the white jade sword in his hand and rushed forward, fighting with Yan Feng.

Martial arts together, one product at a time. Even though Yu Zixuan was already an invincible existence among the younger generation, in the face of Yan Feng, a master of the Ten Directions Realm, the two of them were just a face-to-face, and Yu Zixuan recognized the gap between himself and the other party.

From the beginning of the fight, Yu Zixuan was defeated and retreated under Yan Feng's fierce attack, and in the end, he was slapped on the back by Yan Feng and directly knocked him away.

Chu Mo's eyes were quick, his steps were easy, and he instantly came to Yu Zixuan to pick him up. Seeing this, Yan Feng was sure in his heart, this Beiliang prince is also a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and with the speed just now, even the descendants of the Yu family are not comparable to it at all.

He, at least, is also a master of the Eight Grades Realm!

Thinking of this, Yan Feng's killing intent was even worse in his heart, and at the same time that Chu Mo took over Yu Zixuan, the whole person instantly killed Chu Mo.

On the palms, the powerful internal force turned into two white virtual palms!

Seeing this, Chu Mo couldn't help frowning, and in a hurry, he could only let go of Zixuan first, and then leaped forward, and sent out with both palms.

Burst!

The palms touched each other, and Chu Mo felt a powerful force coming towards him, not giving Chu Mo a chance to react at all, and Chu Mo's whole person flew upside down in an instant like a kite with a broken string.

And how could Yan Feng let go of such a good opportunity, his figure flashed again, and he jumped towards Chu Mo who flew out upside down, just one body, Yan Feng went to the sky above Chu Mo, and his terrifying palms slapped towards Chu Mo's chest again.

"Young master!"

"Chu Mo!"

Yu Zixuan, who was on the side, saw that Chu Mo was in danger, and hurriedly wanted to step forward to stop him, but when he was slapped by Yan Feng, he was already seriously injured, let alone stepping forward at this moment, even if he wanted to stand up, it was a laborious thing.

And the fierce fight outside had already attracted the attention of the guests in the mansion, Wen Zijin and Li Chengwen had already rushed out of the Taishi Mansion, but when the two appeared, it was too late to step forward to stop Yan Feng.

"Boy, pay for my life!"

At this moment, Yan Feng shouted angrily, but just as his palms were about to fall on Chu Mo's chest, a sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded behind Yan Feng.

The cold intent struck his whole body, and Yan Feng was even more furious, and every time there was a critical moment, someone always disturbed the situation.

Yan Feng didn't look back, his palms changed the direction of the attack, and the strong palm wind instantly knocked away the white light that came from behind him, and when Yan Feng saw clearly what the white light was, the anger on Yan Feng's face became more and more intense.

What made him miss again was an ordinary white paper fan!

A figure fell from the sky at this moment, and the white paper fan that was knocked away followed, and then came to the front of Chu Mo and took it down steadily.

The person who came was Lu Wushuang!

Lu Wushuang is only a cultivation of the realm of eight grades, and being able to force Yan Feng back this time is completely taking advantage of the sneak attack.

And Li Chengwen and others also came to Chu Mo's side when they saw Chu Mo save the day.

They had seen with their own eyes that Chu Mo had been slapped by Yan Feng, and the full slap of the Ten Directions Realm was not something that ordinary people could bear.

What a few people didn't expect was that after being taken over by Lu Wushuang, Chu Mo actually broke free of Lu Wushuang's hands like a nobody, and then hurriedly tore off his shirt, grinning and taking out a piece of things that were no longer in his arms.

Heart Glasses!

Chu Mo was actually wearing heart guards!

This was taken by surprise.

Even Yan Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the heart guard in Chu Mo's hand at this moment.

"It's so dangerous, it's a good thing that this king has been prepared, but I didn't expect this thing to really save my life."

Chu Mo patted his chest and said with palpitations.

"You already knew that this king was coming?"

Yan Feng couldn't help but ask.

Chu Mo smiled, casually threw the heart goggles aside, looked at Yan Qing and said, "Naturally! Today is the day when the Taishi Mansion and the Yanwang Mansion tie the knot, and it is also the first seven of your son Yan Qing. How could you possibly let go of such a good opportunity if you are vengeful. ”

"After all, it seems to you that your son died at my hands. And Yan Qing is very fond of her sister-in-law, although it is important for you to come and kill me this time, at the same time, you still want to mess up this marriage, am I right? ”

Bang bang bang.

As soon as Chu Mo finished speaking, Yan Feng actually applauded Chu Mo's words.

"What you said is right, in the eyes of this king, not only you should die, but also the prince's mansion and the Yanwang mansion, since they dare to hold a wedding on the first seven days of my son, this is a provocation to this king!"

"However, even if you guess it, what can you do, killing you today is a foregone conclusion, even if Your Majesty is here in person, today, this king will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Listening to Yan Feng's words full of murderous intent, the faces of the people around Chu Mo were suddenly full of solemnity.

But for Yan Feng's threat, Chu Mo was not flustered, and even the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Today, you don't have that chance."

"Senior, today someone wants to disturb your apprentice's wedding, senior, who is a master, shouldn't stand idly by?"

The sound of chuckling slowly came from Chu Mo's mouth......