Chapter 501 "My Father Is Xin Aotian"

Shi Feng still looked at that young master indifferently, and Jin Mo stared blankly at the tall, broad-shouldered black figure again. Just now, when others bullied and insulted him, it was this person who took the initiative to replace him. Take it out on yourself. Copy URL Access www.vodtw.com

Shi Feng looked at the berserk Shen Yuan over there, and said coldly in an orderly tone: "One, you shoot my white tiger with a bow, now, you kneel down and apologize to my white tiger. Two, you just insulted me My friend, cut off your own tongue!"

kneel down? Cut your own tongue? "I'll cut your old sister!" Shen Yuan yelled with all his strength, and then he seemed to have lost his mind like a wild beast. At this moment, Shen Hui's claws erupted Cyan lightning coiled around the claws, and the current flowed, making a "crackling" sound.

"Young master! Kill!" Seeing his young master rushing out, the three strong men behind him also rushed up, and swooped down towards Shi Feng. A strong man condensed his right hand and punched After that, a huge fist shadow appeared and slammed towards Shi Feng violently.

Two clusters of flames erupted from the hands of another strong man, and then both hands struck each other in front of the chest. The flames charged straight up, turned into a flaming sword, and slashed at Shi Feng.

When the last strong man was flying, he kicked his legs continuously, and kicked out streams of air condensed into wind blades, densely packed, sweeping like a violent storm, as if to cut Shi Feng's body to pieces.

"Huh!" Seeing the attacks of the three strong men in the Wuzong realm coming first, each attack contained the power of Wuzong, but facing these attacks, Shi Feng let out a cold snort of disdain, and then Shi Feng third A black corrosion demon eye opened, and a billowing black mist of corrosion gushed out, rolling into the air.

Under Shi Feng's billowing corrosive black mist, the violent attacks of the three strong men in the Wu Zongjing were swallowed up in an instant, and the faces of the three strong men in the Wu Zongjing were completely wiped out. Immediately, a look of horror appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the corrosive black mist gushed out by Shi Feng condensed into three huge black mist swords in mid-air, like three large black pillars, striking and bombarding the three men.

"This!" The three strong men looked at the three strange and mysterious black mist swords bombarding them, and they reached in front of them in an instant. The three strong men let out a panicked voice: "No!"

Before the words fell, the three fog swords had pierced the bodies of the three strong men. They swallowed almost their entire bodies, leaving only a head with wide-eyed eyes and a frightened expression exposed.

However, time seemed to freeze, and the terrified expressions on the faces of the three heads were motionless.

Immediately afterwards, the scarlet blood turned into three long blood lines from the three black mist swords, flying towards Shi Feng. It flew into Shi Feng's palm and was swallowed by Shi Feng.

And the three exposed heads quickly shriveled as if they had lost moisture.

It's a long story for Shi Feng to kill three strong men in the Wuzong Realm, but in fact it was only in an instant. Even the maddened young master Shen Yuan didn't realize that the subordinates behind him had undergone tremendous changes. Continuing like a wild beast, with blue lightning flashing in its claws, it rushed towards Shi Feng ferociously.

"Crack!" Suddenly, there was another clear and crisp sound from the top of the mountain. The young master Shen Yuan was about to approach Shi Feng. Suddenly a dark white palm print appeared in the air next to Shen Yuan's left face, and then slapped Shen Yuan's left face fiercely.

"Ah!" Another painful scream came out of Shen Yuan's mouth, and Shen Yuan's body was slapped backwards again. On his left face, there was also a five-finger palm print that was as red as his right face.

But this time, Shen Yuan was no longer as lucky as before. After flying upside down, his subordinate strong man was there to catch him. With a "bang", Shen Yuan's body fell heavily on the ground, " Ah!" The pampered young master Shen Yuan uttered another scream of pain, and then his falling body stirred up dust on the ground.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!" In the dust, Shen Yuan's violent cough sounded, "vomit!" and the sound of vomiting.

The cool breeze from the top of the mountain blows away the diffuse dust, revealing a gray-faced figure lying on the ground.

"Cough cough! Cough cough! Vomit!" Shen Yuan lay on the ground and coughed continuously, and then another mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth, dyeing the chest of the blue warrior outfit in front of him into one piece flushed.

At this moment, the young master of Shenhui City no longer seemed to have the arrogance he had before, but looked like a raped beggar.

But when Shen Yuan went crazy and where did those damned subordinates die, the lying body raised his head slightly, and Shen Yuan saw three huge black mist swords appeared in the void, and the three mist swords appeared. Above the sword, there were three heads floating, and then, as if they were alive, the three heads moved slightly, and slowly turned towards Shen Yuan.

"Ah! Ahh! This is it!" On Shen Yuan's face covered with dirty dirt, a look of frightened horror appeared, and he uttered horrified screams. He saw it. . He saw the three heads turned around on the black mist sword, they were three shriveled, mummified heads.

And those three shriveled heads were obviously his three subordinates, the three strong men.

"What... what's going on! How did you become like this! You!" Shen Yuan suddenly realized something, and his eyes moved down to the top of the white tiger, that black figure, that indifferent and cold face.

"Roar!" Bai Hu let out a low growl, then took Shi Feng and Jin Mo, and walked towards the young master Shen Yuan step by step.

"You...you...what do you want to do!" Shen Yuan propped up half of his body on the ground with his hands, and then saw the white tiger approaching, crawling backward with his hands and feet.

"Are you scared?" Shi Feng said coldly, looking at Shen Yuan who was backing away, and with a thought, the three black mist swords in the void immediately dissipated.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" There were three sounds, and the three shriveled heads, without the support of the black mist sword, quickly fell to the ground and rolled away on the ground.

Looking at his original three living subordinates, only the three rolled shriveled heads remained at this moment, Shen Yuan swallowed sharply, then slowly raised his head, moved his gaze upwards slowly, and looked at him again. To Shi Feng above the white tiger, he said:

"You! You can't kill me! If you kill me, you will definitely not be able to survive. My father, Shen Aoxin, is the only son like me. If you kill me, even if you run to the ends of the earth, my father will not let you go of!"

"I didn't say I'd kill you, a waste like you, I'll kill you! I think my hands are dirty!" Looking at Shen Yuan, who was no different from a stray dog, Shi Feng said coldly.

"but.."

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