Song Chuanlong had already seen that Chen Feng was not pleasing to the eye, and he dared to come to the Canglong Hall to make trouble, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Song Chuanlong is a foundation building master cultivator, although his body is hollowed out by wine, but his strength is still very terrifying, his fist passed by in the air, shaking the void is shaking, and the whistling wind is endless.

Chen Feng's face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, and he stood in place, motionless.

"The owner of the pavilion personally took action, this little rabbit cub must be dead!"

"Don't show mercy to the pavilion owner, beat him half to death!"

"This kid must have been directly frightened by the prestige of the pavilion owner!"

This scene made the martial artists of the Canglong Hall who were watching around laugh proudly.

"Dragon Fist, Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng's face was cold and handsome, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, and he directly punched out.

Rise!

It was as if a loud dragon roar resounded through the sky.

Then a purple-gold divine dragon roared and circled and flew out.

Rumble!

The purple-gold divine dragon carried unparalleled strength and might, and directly bombarded Song Chuanlong, who had not yet reacted.

Poof!

Song Chuanlong didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, his body shook suddenly, and then with a whoop, he was directly shocked by the terrifying power and vomited blood and flew out.

It's another second kill!

The martial artists of the Canglong Guild Hall were all stunned, a look of shock appeared in their eyes, and a look of disbelief appeared on their faces.

How could Chen Feng's strength be so strong? Even Song Chuanlong, the owner of the Canglong Guild Hall, who had a great cultivation in the foundation building period, was not Chen Feng's opponent!

In the Canglong Guild Hall, who else can defeat Chen Feng?

Song Chuanlong was seriously injured, fell to the ground and kept coughing up blood, and he struggled to get up.

But Chen Feng suddenly appeared in front of Song Chuanlong like a ghost.

"Song Chuanlong, five years ago, you wore a grimace mask to the Octagonal Ancient Mansion to secretly meet with the dragon soul to protect the Dharma, who was behind this?"

Chen Feng stretched out his foot and stepped on Song Chuanlong's chest, looked down at the other party condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice.

"How do you know about this?"

When Song Chuanlong heard this, his face suddenly changed, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

This matter was a secret hidden deep in Song Chuanlong's heart, he had never told others, and Chen Feng suddenly asked coldly, so that he didn't react for a while.

"Because I'm the Dragon Emperor!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng's eyes were deep, and he snorted coldly.

When Chen Feng saw Song Chuanlong's reaction, he knew that the Dragon Soul Secret Guard had not found the wrong person.

Song Chuanlong is the ghost-faced masked man who met Liao Jiuming and Xue Linglong in the Octagonal Ancient Building five years ago.

"Tell me that I can spare your dog's life, or you will go to hell. ”

Chen Feng's face was cold and handsome, his eyes were cold, his tone was calm, and his body exuded a monstrous killing intent.

Five years ago, Song Chuanlong was just a cultivator who had only achieved a small cultivation during the foundation building period, an unknown martial arts hall owner, where did he have the courage and strength to buy the left and right protectors of the dragon soul?

If Chen Feng didn't guess wrong, behind Song Chuanlong, there must be a mastermind behind the scenes, secretly controlling all this.

"Let me go, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Song Chuanlong reacted quickly, with a confused look on his face, pretending not to know anything.

Yes!

Immediately, Song Chuanlong let out a miserable scream.

I saw that Chen Feng held the sword finger in his right hand and directly cut off one of Song Chuanlong's arms.

"If you don't say anything, I'll cut off all your limbs, and I'll see how hard your bones are, and how tight your mouth is. ”

Chen Feng's face was cold and handsome, and his eyes were cold, like a world-famous killing god, with surging killing intent on his body.

"I really don't know anything!"

Song Chuanlong's face was pale, and severe pain came from his whole body, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he refused to say anything.

Tear and pull!

When Chen Feng heard this, his face was expressionless, and with a wave of the sword finger in his right hand, the purple sword flashed again, cutting off Song Chuanlong's left hand.

"To say or not to say?"

Chen Feng's eyes were cold, and he continued to ask.

"Say, I say. ”

Finally, Song Chuanlong succumbed.

"Who's behind this?"

Chen Feng asked in a cold voice.

"Yes......"

Song Chuanlong wanted to speak.

Suddenly, at this moment, a golden ray flew in and instantly shot into Song Chuanlong's temple.

Song Chuanlong's eyes widened, his head was pierced by the golden mang, and he was immediately cut off from life.

Kill somebody to do away with a witness!

Seeing this, Chen Feng immediately thought of such a word.

Chen Feng looked in the direction where Jin Mang was shooting, and saw that the person who did it was a martial artist in the Canglong Guild Hall.

The martial artist knew that his identity was exposed, so without any hesitation, he turned around and fled.

"Tian Qi!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly, and there was anger burning in his heart.

Chen Feng was fortunate to find a clue, and he was about to ask the mastermind behind the scenes, but such an accident happened, how could he not feel angry in his heart?

"Yes, sir. ”

When Tian Qi heard this, he immediately used his skills to chase after the martial artist who was secretly attacking.

When the martial artist had just fled to the gate of the Canglong Guild Hall, he was stopped by Tian Qi.

The strength of the martial artist is very weak, and he doesn't even have the foundation building period, so when he sees this, he knows that he can't escape.

The martial artist was also very decisive, he immediately bit the poison sac hidden in his teeth, his face turned black in an instant, and he died of poison on the spot.

Tian Qi obviously didn't expect that this martial artist was a dead soldier, and when he realized that something was wrong, it was too late to stop it.

"Your Excellency. ”

Tian Qi snorted lightly.

Chen Feng's face was gloomy, his eyes flickered coldly, and the killing intent on his body was surging.

This is really a hundred secrets!

Chen Feng didn't expect that the person behind the curtain was so cautious that he actually planted a dead soldier next to Song Chuanlong, and hibernated for five whole years without being noticed.

I'm afraid that Song Chuanlong couldn't believe it until he died, he didn't die in Chen Feng's hands, but in the hands of his own people.

"Hmph, do you think I won't be able to find out your identity this way?

Chen Feng's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, he snorted coldly, and squatted directly in front of Song Chuanlong.

"Soul Search!"

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he reached out to hold down Song Chuanlong's head and cast a soul searching technique.

Suddenly, in Chen Feng's mind, five vivid pictures appeared.

The first is a sad picture of Song Chuanlong, who began to practice under the strict teaching of his father when he was a child, and was punished by corporal punishment for being lazy.

The second is a beautiful picture of Song Chuanlong's first kiss with his first love when he was young.

The third picture is the first time Song Chuanlong killed someone, and he was afraid, scared and entangled in his heart.

The fourth picture is the night of the candles in the Song Chuanlong Cave room, and the happy picture of the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold.

The fifth is a mysterious picture of Song Chuanlong meeting and talking with people in a dark secret room.

Chen Feng was locked on this fifth picture, and his eyes burst with a brilliant essence.