Zhang Yifeng shook his head. He couldn't think of anything to do, because the beast car had no intention of stopping.
Terrifying auras swarmed out, forming a wall of auras that instantly blocked Hongzhu.
When the groom saw the aura wall, he quickly braked.
The four beasts raised their front hooves at the same time, and the driver finally stopped the cart.
But the huge inertial effect caused the people in the beast to flip over.
"Who dares to be my Bei Fengjie's car!"
An angry shout came from inside the carriage immediately.
Then a man came out.
The man looked to be in his thirties, with an unruly look on his face, as if everyone in the world owed him money.
As soon as the man's words came out, everyone around him was shocked.
"No wonder he dares to rush on his way so recklessly. It turns out that he is the young master of the Iron Sword Sect! You must know that the master of the Iron Sword Sect is more powerful than the head of the Su family."
"It is said that during the fight for a certain treasure, the master of the Iron Sword Sect seriously injured the head of the Su family. He lay in bed for three months before fully recovering."
While people were discussing, Zhang Yifeng's voice came calmly: "You almost hit someone, do you still want to blame me for blocking your car?"
"Boy, you have the guts. Do you know my identity? How dare you speak to me like this." The man said with arrogant eyes.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "I heard the discussions around me. You seem to be the young master of the Iron Sword Sect?"
"I know you are still so arrogant? Why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake? Kneel down and I can spare your life and only give you a little punishment." Bei Fengjie smiled coldly. He is even more arrogant and domineering than Zhang Yifeng!
"Kneel down and admit your mistake?"
Zhang Yifeng finally knew that he had met a dandy disciple.
But for some reason, he always felt that things were not that simple.
This arrogant young master doesn't show up at any time, but he appears at this time. Is this accidental or inevitable?
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "The people who want me to kneel down have not been born yet. Most of those who have been born are dead."
Zhang Yifeng's words shocked the onlookers around him.
"Who is this young man? Since he knows that the other party is the young master of the Iron Sword Sect, he still dares to say this."
"Young man, you are just too impulsive and can tolerate calmness for a while. This is going to be bad."
"What a talented young man! He actually dared to contradict the young master of the Iron Sword Sect like this. It seems that he will not be able to leave intact."
People around him were talking a lot, but no one was optimistic about Zhang Yifeng.
At this time, Bei Fengjie's sneer voice came: "Interesting, interesting, you are the first person who dares to speak to me like this. Then let me see, who will die, you or me! I originally wanted to give it to you
You don’t cherish a chance to live!”
The voice fell, and Bei Fengjie took action without any warning.
The momentum from the fourth level of the Spiritual Silence Stage swarmed out, and the terrifying momentum made the surrounding air seem to solidify.
"Death, boy, Yinling Claw!"
Bei Fengjie's hands were in the shape of claws, and he grabbed Zhang Yifeng's chest. Before the claws could reach him, a terrifying aura rushed towards him, and the raging spiritual energy was like a sword.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. This Bei Fengjie always used his killing moves, as if he had a deep grudge against him. Is the other party's character like that of killing people at the slightest disagreement, or does the other party want to kill him in the first place?
While he was thinking, Bei Fengjie's claws were already close to him, and he finally waved his fist.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Zhang Yifeng staggered back five steps, but Bei Fengjie's body only took two steps back.
"You are still young and have some strength. Unfortunately, you will die here today!"
Bei Fengjie sneered and rushed forward again.
"Master Jie, we are from the Su family. I am Hongzhu, the eldest lady's personal maid. This is a misunderstanding. Please show mercy."
From the side, Hongzhu's voice finally came, and he seemed to have reacted.
"I'm just a servant of the Su family! Do you want to negotiate terms with me?"
Bei Fengjie sneered, the attack did not stop.
Hongzhu wanted to help, but her cultivation level was not as high as Zhang Yifeng's, so she could only worry. At this moment, Hongzhu blamed herself. If she had known she wouldn't be hanging around nearby, she would have done things earlier and gone back earlier.
But she didn't know that Bei Fengjie had been waiting on this street because this street was the only way to go to the west of the city.
He didn't move until the two of them came to this street.
All this seems to be accidental or coincidental, but in fact it is carefully planned and inevitable.
"Phantom Claw!"
With a loud shout, Bei Fengjie displayed his martial arts again.
At this moment, there were claw shadows everywhere, so densely packed that it was impossible to guard against them.
Every attack is with full strength, and every attack is a killing move.
"It's over. This kid will be torn into pieces."
"If Bei Fengjie doesn't take action, that's all. If he does, someone will die. But what happened today is a bit strange."
"Strange? Where is the strange thing?"
"The strange thing is that people are killed at the first move. Bei Fengjie has also made trouble in Qianmu City before, but if he meets someone from the Su family, although he will bully him, he will not kill him. After all, face is all.
It’s given to each other.”
"Listening to what you said, it seems to be the case. Although Bei Fengjie was a little more arrogant in the past, he still wanted to give the Su family some face. But this time, he actually made his moves with murderous intent. Moreover, this is not from the Su family.
People provoked him, but he provoked the people of the Su family."
Zhang Yifeng looked at the phantoms around him, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
He also saw that Bei Fengjie seemed determined to kill him.
"I don't know what hatred you have against me, but I will never show mercy to those who want to kill me, no matter who they are!"
Zhang Yifeng shouted coldly, and all his aura surged out, but what he showed was not the aura of the fourth level of the Spiritual Silence Stage, but the third level. Zhang Yifeng did not use all his strength in front of so many people.
But even the third level of momentum is enough for him to defeat Bei Fengjie.
"Nine Dragon Phantom Fist!"
Zhang Yifeng finally showed off his martial arts skills.
Two golden dragons suddenly appeared and attacked Bei Fengjie.
boom!
Violent explosions followed.
The terrifying shock wave turned into a storm and swept around.
Fortunately, most of the onlookers around were practitioners with a high level of cultivation, otherwise, just this shock wave could kill many people.
In the terrifying storm, Bei Fengjie's body flew up upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air!
The scene exploded at that time.
"This... Bei Fengjie was hit so hard that he vomited blood. Oh my God, what level of martial arts is this? This momentum is so scary!"
"Yes, when the two golden dragons appeared just now, I felt very small."
"Why is this young man so strong? He is still in the Lingji period at such a young age. I don't know if his appearance represents his true age."
While everyone was surprised, Bei Fengjie's body fell heavily to the ground.
His face turned a little pale, and he stared at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief, his expression extremely surprised.
"Who are you!"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is, why do you want to kill me?"