Chapter: 1059
The one-armed young man walking next to the young man in black was none other than Feng Xiang, who had conflicts with Zhuo Wen in Jianbao Pavilion, and the identities of this group of people are naturally self-evident, they are one of the five great families, the Feng family.
As soon as Zhuo Wen's words came out, Feng Xiang's face froze, his eyes were full of resentment, he will never forget the scene that happened in Jianbao Pavilion that day.
He, Feng Xiang, a majestic genius of the Feng family, had his arm broken by an unknown young man under the eyes of everyone, and his face was completely humiliated.
He naturally saw Zhuo Wen's stunning performance in the Nine Counties Battle, and was also surprised by Zhuo Wen's terrifying strength in his heart. He was not wronged when he lost.
Even so, Feng Xiang's hatred for Zhuo Wen became more intense in his heart. The hatred of a broken arm is irreconcilable, and Feng Xiang couldn't bear it at all.
Fortunately, he was usually very close to Feng Yong, after a lot of embellishment, Feng Yong finally decided to stand up for him, which made him feel confident at this time.
"Zhuowen! Don't be too arrogant. Do you really think that you can act arrogantly in the imperial city? I'm afraid you are not qualified enough." Feng Xiang said coldly with courage.
"It seems that there are still too few broken arms, and your other arm is really an eyesore. How about I break it for you, so that at least it looks more symmetrical."
Zhuo Wen's eyes became colder, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and stared at Feng Xiang coldly, the latter couldn't help but tremble, and actually took two steps back involuntarily.
Zhuowen's two words actually scared Feng Xiang back. Feng Xiang's performance immediately attracted many contemptuous gazes from around. Feeling these gazes, Feng Xiang's cheeks were hot.
"The people who hurt my Feng family, how dare they be so rampant?"
The young man in black standing in front of Feng Xiang snorted coldly, and stepped forward with the same step, his cold gaze like a poisonous snake focused on Zhuo Wen.
"Zhuowen! Be careful. This person is Feng Yong, the number one genius of the Feng family. He is extremely powerful. He once challenged Huangfu Wuji, and lost to Huangfu Wuji with one move. He ranks eighth on the Qinghuang Ranking."
The young man in black stepped out, and Lu Yitao, who was behind Zhuo Wen, changed his face slightly, and quickly explained in his ear.
Lu Hantian and Lu Nantian didn't stop them. Feng Yong and Zhuo Wen were both juniors. People of the older generation shouldn't make a move.
And Zhuo Wen's strength is not weak, Lu Hantian is really not worried that Zhuo Wen has something to do.
"Feng Family Feng Yong?"
Nodding his head, Zhuo Wen focused his eyes on the young man in black in front of him, with a sneer smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Hey! Now that you know my name, I will give you a chance to kneel down and apologize to Feng Xiang, and cut off your own arm."
Feng Yong glanced at Zhuo Wen faintly. Although Zhuo Wen's performance in the Peach Blossom Spring is extremely amazing, in Feng Yong's view, Zhuo Wen's strength is not worth mentioning at all. After all, he is in the top ten of the Qinghuang list and has his own How can Zhuo Wen be looked down upon with arrogance.
With Feng Yong in the lead, Feng Xiang became more courageous. He stared at Zhuo Wen and sneered, "Zhuowen, this is what happened to our Feng family. Now that Brother Feng Yong has already said it, why don't you kneel down and apologize to me."
"You are a waste, you are also qualified to make irresponsible remarks in front of me?"
Zhuo Wen glanced at Feng Xiang lightly, and with a move with his right hand, a bone gun appeared in his palm immediately, and with a step on the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen swept towards Feng Xiang like a hurricane, with extremely fast speed.
"It's so courageous that you dare to make a move in front of me."
Zhuo Wen shot suddenly, startled Feng Xiang immediately, made Feng Xiang back a few steps involuntarily, and Feng Yong shouted angrily, blocked Feng Xiang, punched out with his right hand, and the terrifying power gathered into countless gangsters The wind is so mighty.
"My target is not you!"
The moment Zhuo Wen was about to approach Feng Yong, the corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth slightly raised, and he struck out the seal formula with both hands, and three pairs of Thunder Wings appeared on his back.
"not good!"
Before Feng Yong could even react, Zhuo Wen had already disappeared from his sight. When he realized, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly looked back.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhuo Wen arrived in front of Feng Xiang, with an extremely indifferent expression, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Feng Xiang.
At this moment, Feng Xiang's face was pale. Seeing the palm grabbed by Zhuo Wen, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed a defensive spirit treasure from the spirit ring.
"it's useless!"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, his right hand slammed on the defensive spirit treasure, the golden light burst, and the defensive spirit treasure was directly shattered into countless powders, and Feng Xiang was directly held by Zhuo Wen in his hand, as if he was holding a small chicken.
With a step on the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen carried Feng Xiang back dozens of steps, only to hear a bang. The moment he stepped back, the ground he was standing on just now collapsed and was smashed into a big hole. Feng Yong stood there with a gloomy expression. In the pit.
"Zhuowen! Let go of Feng Xiang." Feng Yong said viciously with blue veins on his forehead.
Under his nose, his people were caught by Zhuo Wen in such a majestic way, Feng Yong's face was completely humiliated, and at this moment his heart was filled with monstrous anger.
Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to Feng Yong at all, and raised the spear with his right hand, only to hear a miserable howl, Feng Xiang's remaining left arm was broken shoulder to shoulder, and blood gushed out.
"Do you still want me to kneel down and apologize?"
Zhuo Wen stared at Feng Xiang indifferently, his voice was as cold as the twelfth lunar month of winter. JrNovels.com
As soon as Zhuo Wen's words came out, Feng Xiang's face froze, his eyes were full of resentment, he will never forget the scene that happened in Jianbao Pavilion that day.
He, Feng Xiang, a majestic genius of the Feng family, had his arm broken by an unknown young man under the eyes of everyone, and his face was completely humiliated.
He naturally saw Zhuo Wen's stunning performance in the Nine Counties Battle, and was also surprised by Zhuo Wen's terrifying strength in his heart. He was not wronged when he lost.
Even so, Feng Xiang's hatred for Zhuo Wen became more intense in his heart. The hatred of a broken arm is irreconcilable, and Feng Xiang couldn't bear it at all.
Fortunately, he was usually very close to Feng Yong, after a lot of embellishment, Feng Yong finally decided to stand up for him, which made him feel confident at this time.
"Zhuowen! Don't be too arrogant. Do you really think that you can act arrogantly in the imperial city? I'm afraid you are not qualified enough." Feng Xiang said coldly with courage.
"It seems that there are still too few broken arms, and your other arm is really an eyesore. How about I break it for you, so that at least it looks more symmetrical."
Zhuo Wen's eyes became colder, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and stared at Feng Xiang coldly, the latter couldn't help but tremble, and actually took two steps back involuntarily.
Zhuowen's two words actually scared Feng Xiang back. Feng Xiang's performance immediately attracted many contemptuous gazes from around. Feeling these gazes, Feng Xiang's cheeks were hot.
"The people who hurt my Feng family, how dare they be so rampant?"
The young man in black standing in front of Feng Xiang snorted coldly, and stepped forward with the same step, his cold gaze like a poisonous snake focused on Zhuo Wen.
"Zhuowen! Be careful. This person is Feng Yong, the number one genius of the Feng family. He is extremely powerful. He once challenged Huangfu Wuji, and lost to Huangfu Wuji with one move. He ranks eighth on the Qinghuang Ranking."
The young man in black stepped out, and Lu Yitao, who was behind Zhuo Wen, changed his face slightly, and quickly explained in his ear.
Lu Hantian and Lu Nantian didn't stop them. Feng Yong and Zhuo Wen were both juniors. People of the older generation shouldn't make a move.
And Zhuo Wen's strength is not weak, Lu Hantian is really not worried that Zhuo Wen has something to do.
"Feng Family Feng Yong?"
Nodding his head, Zhuo Wen focused his eyes on the young man in black in front of him, with a sneer smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Hey! Now that you know my name, I will give you a chance to kneel down and apologize to Feng Xiang, and cut off your own arm."
Feng Yong glanced at Zhuo Wen faintly. Although Zhuo Wen's performance in the Peach Blossom Spring is extremely amazing, in Feng Yong's view, Zhuo Wen's strength is not worth mentioning at all. After all, he is in the top ten of the Qinghuang list and has his own How can Zhuo Wen be looked down upon with arrogance.
With Feng Yong in the lead, Feng Xiang became more courageous. He stared at Zhuo Wen and sneered, "Zhuowen, this is what happened to our Feng family. Now that Brother Feng Yong has already said it, why don't you kneel down and apologize to me."
"You are a waste, you are also qualified to make irresponsible remarks in front of me?"
Zhuo Wen glanced at Feng Xiang lightly, and with a move with his right hand, a bone gun appeared in his palm immediately, and with a step on the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen swept towards Feng Xiang like a hurricane, with extremely fast speed.
"It's so courageous that you dare to make a move in front of me."
Zhuo Wen shot suddenly, startled Feng Xiang immediately, made Feng Xiang back a few steps involuntarily, and Feng Yong shouted angrily, blocked Feng Xiang, punched out with his right hand, and the terrifying power gathered into countless gangsters The wind is so mighty.
"My target is not you!"
The moment Zhuo Wen was about to approach Feng Yong, the corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth slightly raised, and he struck out the seal formula with both hands, and three pairs of Thunder Wings appeared on his back.
"not good!"
Before Feng Yong could even react, Zhuo Wen had already disappeared from his sight. When he realized, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly looked back.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhuo Wen arrived in front of Feng Xiang, with an extremely indifferent expression, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Feng Xiang.
At this moment, Feng Xiang's face was pale. Seeing the palm grabbed by Zhuo Wen, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed a defensive spirit treasure from the spirit ring.
"it's useless!"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, his right hand slammed on the defensive spirit treasure, the golden light burst, and the defensive spirit treasure was directly shattered into countless powders, and Feng Xiang was directly held by Zhuo Wen in his hand, as if he was holding a small chicken.
With a step on the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen carried Feng Xiang back dozens of steps, only to hear a bang. The moment he stepped back, the ground he was standing on just now collapsed and was smashed into a big hole. Feng Yong stood there with a gloomy expression. In the pit.
"Zhuowen! Let go of Feng Xiang." Feng Yong said viciously with blue veins on his forehead.
Under his nose, his people were caught by Zhuo Wen in such a majestic way, Feng Yong's face was completely humiliated, and at this moment his heart was filled with monstrous anger.
Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to Feng Yong at all, and raised the spear with his right hand, only to hear a miserable howl, Feng Xiang's remaining left arm was broken shoulder to shoulder, and blood gushed out.
"Do you still want me to kneel down and apologize?"
Zhuo Wen stared at Feng Xiang indifferently, his voice was as cold as the twelfth lunar month of winter. JrNovels.com
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