Chapter 918

"If you can agree to this condition, we can let you leave the Ruan family." Ruan Xuanfeng slowly walked ten meters behind Zhuo Wen, as if what he said was just a trivial matter.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. Ruan Xuanfeng was really self righteous. These conditions were put forward. He even let Zhuo Wen bind his arms and go to Shaoyan family in person, which showed that killing Shaoyan Pu had nothing to do with their Ruan family.

"What does it have to do with your Ruan family that I killed Shaoyan Pu? And what qualifications do you have to let me go to Shaoyan family with my arms tied? What are you...?"

Slowly turned his head, Zhuo Wen's voice was cold and cold. Since Ruan Xuanfeng tore his face with him, Zhuo Wen was fearless.

The reason why he didn't want to deal with the Ruan family before was that Ruan Lingyu was the daughter of the Ruan family, so Zhuo Wencai didn't kill anyone in the Ruan family. Even that lengying, Zhuo Wen was just slapping her.

But now, Ruan Xuanfeng actually tore his face and planned to deal with him, Zhuo Wen, and even planned to take his life, so why should Zhuo Wen worry?

With that, Zhuo Wen turned to look at Ruan Lingyu, who was imprisoned in situ by Ruan Xuanfeng not far away, and said with a light smile: "Miss Lingyu, thank you for saving your life. I have paid off your kindness just now, so my relationship with your Ruan family has been cleared up."

"Now your father and Lengfeng old dog of the Ruan family are aggressive, so I can only offend you!"

Ruan Lingyu could only stand still at the moment. At the moment, she heard Zhuo Wen's words. Her eyes were full of apology. She didn't expect that Zhuo Wen would fall out with their Ruan family in the end.

However, Ruan Lingyu also knows that it is Ruan Xuanfeng and Lengfeng who have gone too far. It is normal for Zhuo Wen to turn his face.

"Hmm? What did you just say about me?" Leng Feng's eyes were frozen and his veins burst out in front of his forehead. The damn boy actually called his old dog in front of everyone. It's really hateful.

"You keep barking in my ear. Am I wrong about your old dog?" Zhuo Wen sneered.

"OK! It seems that you don't know how death is written. Now I'll teach you."

Leng Feng shouted angrily, and the powerful momentum of the eight rounds of Huangji territory surged out. Immediately, his right palm was full of a flame. He saw his right palm pinch fiercely, and the flame swept upward, turned into a huge and blazing sun, and quietly suspended over his head.

"The red sun and scorching sun of the formula of getting the sun!"

With that, the cold front stepped on the soles of his feet, and the terrible flame gushed out of the scorching sun above his head, forming a powerful fire python.

Boo, boo!

With a roar of anger, the fire Python pounced on Zhuo Wenfei. For a moment, the surrounding temperature soared to a terrible level.

The killing intention in Zhuo Wen's eyes is like the essence. Since the cold front is really looking for death, he Zhuo Wen will no longer keep his hand.

Boo!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen put the blood gun upside down on the ground, stood still and stared at the flying fire python.

"What's the matter with Zhuo Wen? Why did he lay down his weapons instead? Did he know that he was not the opponent of elder Leng and planned to give up?"

Zhuo Wen's strange behavior attracted many people around him. Did Zhuo Wen really give up resistance?

"It seems that I don't think I can beat my father, so the little bastard gave up resistance! But unfortunately, it's really cheap for him to let the little bastard die like this."

Lengying covered her cheek and naturally noticed the scene not far away. Her eyes showed a happy color. Zhuo Wen let her face down. She naturally hated Zhuo Wen and wished that Zhuo Wen would die without a place to bury her.

However, when the fire Python reached a few meters in front of Zhuo Wen, an invisible force swept out of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, as if an invisible barrier had formed in front of him.

Boom!

In front of this invisible barrier, the fire Python was stiff. Unexpectedly, it was hit and disoriented, constantly shaking the triangular head.

"Hmm? This is... Spiritual power?" Ruan Xuanfeng's eyes were slightly frozen, and he recognized the source of the invisible power in front of Zhuo Wen.

"Mental power? Is this little bastard still an arcane master?"

Ruan Xuanfeng's voice was not small, and everyone in the martial arts field could hear it. Leng Feng frowned slightly, and his eyes became colder and colder. He whispered, "what about your spiritual strength? You're only about 20 years old, and if your spiritual strength can reach the third grade, you're already a genius. It's impossible to be strong enough. Die for me."

With a move from the cold front's right hand, the scorching sun suspended above his head was thrown out by him. The huge scorching sun seemed to be a real scorching sun falling from the sky, and the terrible temperature spread, making the whole martial arts field turn into a furnace. Many martial artists couldn't stand the heat and retreated away from the center of the scorching sun.

"What a terrible attack! The sun is the strongest blow of elder Leng. Zhuo Wen is dead."

There are many Ruan family children in the martial arts field, and their eyes show a lingering fear. Lengfeng's nongyang formula is as powerful as thunder in their Ruan family.

"Do you really think my mental strength is very weak?"

The corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth rose, and all the spiritual power in the mud pill palace gushed out. Unexpectedly, a spiritual storm was formed around him. When he was in the spiritual storm, Zhuo Wen's long hair danced and his clothes and robes made a sound of hunting, just like the God of heaven.

"What? Spiritual storm? This is a spiritual secret skill that only five level arcane masters can use. How could this son?" Ruan Xuanfeng's eyes were slightly convex and couldn't help crying out.

How is that possible? The young man in front of us is only about 20 years old. Has his mental strength reached the level of terror of five grades? Are you kidding?

Boom!

The huge scorching sun came in an instant and blew heavily on the spiritual storm. Only listening to the muffled thunder, it rang through the whole space. Countless explosions sounded like countless thunder falling on the nine days.

"Break it for me!"

Zhuo Wen slowly suspended over the spiritual storm. With his right hand, the spiritual storm turned into cold awns and roared towards the plundered scorching sun. Like a meat grinder, he swallowed the huge scorching sun. Then they were stunned to find that the huge scorching sun was stirred into powder and countless light spots.

"So broken?"

Before everyone reacted, the scorching sun was broken. When did Leng Feng's formula of getting Yang become so vulnerable.

After the shock, everyone came back to their senses. They knew that it was not Leng Feng's formula to make Yang vulnerable, but the spiritual storm surrounding Zhuo Wen was too terrible.

Pooh!

As soon as the scorching sun was broken, Leng Feng was bitten back, spit out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down, but his heart was shocked. His strongest move was broken, even less than a quarter of an hour.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the cold front flew upside down, Zhuo Wen stepped on the mouth of the storm, and then the whole man shot to the extreme and swept towards the cold front.

"Zhuo Wen! Dare you?"

Ruan Xuanfeng also noticed Zhuo Wen's behavior and shouted angrily. The surging yuan force rushed to Zhuo Wen and chased him. He knew that Zhuo Wen had a holiday with Leng Feng. If Zhuo Wen really started, Leng Feng might fall.

Leng Feng is the second master of his Ruan family and the master of the eight rounds of emperor's extreme realm. This is the mainstay of their Ruan family. If Leng Feng dies, their Ruan family will be greatly weakened.

"Want to stop me? I'm afraid you can't do it."

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly and moved his mind. Countless spiritual storms behind him blocked Ruan Xuanfeng, making the latter's body stagnant, like entering the mud. Just for a moment, Zhuo Wen threw Ruan Xuanfeng away.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Zhuo Wen came to the sky above the cold front. He suddenly threw his right blood gun and blew it heavily in front of his chest. The cold front only felt the blood boiling in his body, spit out a mouthful of blood, hit the ground heavily and blew out a huge pit.

When he reached the deep pit, Zhuo Wen's blood gun flashed in his right hand. He only heard a puff, and his two arms rose to the sky, carrying bright blood columns and gushing out.

"Ah! Zhuo Wen, how dare you break my arms, you son of a bitch..."

In the deep pit, Leng Feng howled miserably, and even angrily scolded Zhuo Wen. However, before he finished speaking, he put a foot on his face, making Leng Feng's cheek fall into the ground and can only make a whine.

"Leng Feng! When I Zhuo Wen entered your Ruan family, you put on a high look, and it was very impolite to look at my whole body with your mind. You think you are an elder. You think your strength is stronger than me and you think you are high, so you think I Zhuo Wen can be bullied at will."

"But I want to ask you now. Now you are trampled under my feet and your arms are broken by me. Your previous self righteousness is a joke. You are nothing in front of me."

After Zhuo Wen said a cold word, the soles of his feet picked up, and the cold front was directly provoked by him. Then Zhuo Wen kicked his right foot and kicked it hard on the cold front's chest.

Pooh!

Leng Feng was kicked by this foot to spit out blood and flew into the air. Then Zhuo Wen threw a blood gun in his right hand and the blood shadow crossed in mid air. The blood gun passed through Leng Feng's left heart accurately.

Under the penetrating force of the blood gun, Leng Feng was taken up, shot at the rear, and finally nailed to a mahogany column.

At the moment, Leng Feng stared at Zhuo Wen. His eyes were full of strong regret. He really didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be so terrible, and he would be so easy to be killed by him.

All these things are unexpected to Leng Feng. Now Leng Feng can only die with full regret.

Quiet, the whole martial arts arena became silent and terrible. Everyone didn't say a word. Their eyes stared at the cold front body nailed to the column, and their expression solidified one second before.

"Dad!"

A shrill scream broke the silence of the martial arts field. Lengying ran to the cold front hanging on the column and cried bitterly. The sound was full of rich sadness.

Leng Ying didn't expect that things had developed to this point. Now her head is blank.