Qiuyang was fierce, Chang Qiankun saw sweat on his forehead, always staring at Zhang Feng, not daring to shift his eyes, he knew very well that if he didn't pay attention, he would be taken by Zhang Feng.
Whether it was captured or killed, it was a huge blow to the Profound Soul Sect.
"Please use tea."
Zhang Feng slowly raised his hand and made a gesture of please.
In an instant, Chang Qiankun almost lifted the table to go to war, his spirit stretched too close and he almost broke.
Fortunately, I still held back.
Cheeks twitched, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.
"Are you not afraid of my poisoning?" Zhang Feng asked leisurely.
Chang Qiankun puffed his tea far away, his face flushed.
"Boy, do you dare to tease the old man?"
Itchy with hate.
I was worried that Zhang Feng would do it, but I didn't worry about Zhang Feng being poisoned, the sect master of the dark night gate would never go down to such a point.
The scene was a little nervous, and everyone in and outside the courtyard was ready to fight.
Zhang Feng laughed and said: "I think the old man is too nervous, just make a joke to invigorate the atmosphere."
In other words, Chang Qiankun is uncomfortable because he doesn't get angry.
The atmosphere relaxed, and the women in the shade laughed.
Chang Qiankun couldn't hold back his face, and said with a sullen face, "Zhang Feng, I must take Chang Wenxin away. Neither the Xuanhunzong nor the Chang family can afford to lose this person!"
Under strong pressure, he can only say clearly.
Zhang Feng slowly shook his head and said: "If you take Chang Wenxin away, I will force my way into the Profound Soul Sect, kill Chang's house all the way, and snatch her away. Presumably, you wouldn't want to see that kind of scene."
The light tone contains boundless murderous intent.
"..."
Chang Qiankun was unable to refute, and there was nowhere to get angry, his face was red and white.
If you are strong, you can force others
This sentence appeared in his mind, Chang Qiankun was a sigh, thinking that back then, he used absolute strength to force others to agree...
"The face of Xuanhunzong... I can't ignore it!"
Chang Qiankun looked directly at Zhang Feng's eyes and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng raised the corner of his mouth, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and gently waved his hand. The powerful mental power spread out, forming a shield like the substance, wrapping the yard, and the women were also blocked. outside.
There was a moment of confusion inside and outside the courtyard, if it weren’t for the two people in the shield
, There will soon be a loyal disciple of the Profound Soul Sect rushing desperately.
"This is..." Chang Qiankun felt jealous, and he secretly said that Zhang Feng was not pretending, his strength far surpassed the monks he had ever seen.
Zhang Feng put down his teacup and said calmly: "The newly understood method of using spiritual power is nothing more than. Maybe when I break through the Nascent Soul Stage, I will be able to transform spiritual power into divine consciousness."
The skeleton general Zong Yan was rescued. On the way back from the car, the two exchanged a lot. After Zong Yan made a request, Zhang Feng learned how to control his mental power.
"You... Are you... a senior monk in the Golden Core Period?"
Chang Qiankun stuttered for a while, knowing the ranks of the monks, so he was shocked.
Seeing Zhang Feng picking up his teacup to drink tea again, he couldn't calm down, so he couldn't help asking, "How old are you?"
"Twenty-eight." Zhang Feng responded.
"Twenty-eight?" Chang Qiankun yelled, "I think you missed a one hundred, twenty-eight-year-old Golden Core monk, how could it be possible, so, the old man can't let his granddaughter marry you more than me? An old man dozens of years older!"
Whose monk is only twenty years old
Fenglei Zhenren and Qingyuanzi were all monks who had only broken through the Golden Core Stage until they were over a hundred years old.
Zhang Feng held the teacup and smiled leisurely: "I have an adventure, and my foster father is well educated, so it took me just half a year to go from the eighth rank peak martial artist all the way to the Golden Elimination stage. Of course, I have to add me. The talent is amazing."
After that, continue to drink tea.
Chang Qiankun cursed secretly: "Narcissistic!"
However, the facts are so amazing. Most of Zhang Feng’s talents and adventures can be traced. The Mystic Soul Sect collected a lot of relevant intelligence for the dead enemy of the Dark Yemen. On the first day Zhang Feng succeeded the sect master, they I received the news and kept a lot of attention since then...
"Forget it, don't mention this!"
Chang Qiankun felt sad, thinking that back then, he was also an amazingly talented young genius. By the age of twenty-eight, he was already a rank 9 martial artist.
However, comparing it further left him heartbroken.
Genius is more hurt than genius.
"Hundreds of thousands of Profound Soul Sect are comparable to your Dark Night Sect. For the sake of face, even if you really forcefully break into Profound Soul Sect, we will fight to the end. When the time comes, the blood will drift. You can really take away girl Wenxin. Is it?" Chang Qiankun said solemnly with a straight face.
The force cannot be compared, so let's make sense.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned
He tightened his eyes and locked Chang Qiankun, his eyes flickering coldly.
Chang Qiankun seemed to have been thrown into the ice cave for a moment, and couldn't help but shiver. Tangtang Grandmaster also felt the fear of death at this moment.
But the next moment, the coldness disappeared, and Zhang Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Why, don't you believe it?" Chang Qiankun asked.
In terms of loyalty, the disciples of the Xuanhun sect are definitely no worse than the dark night gate, fighting for the sect to the end, and even the entire army is destroyed.
"letter!"
Zhang Feng put down his teacup and slowly poured tea for Chang Qiankun.
"Since you believe it, let me take Chang Wenxin away. There will never be a marriage between you and me." Chang Qiankun said solemnly, believing that Zhang Feng had no choice.
Zhang Feng burst into laughter, put down the teapot, and said: "In the age of network information, we still hold on to hatred. Don't you think the structure is too small?"
"Do you want to let go of hatred?" Chang Qiankun sneered again and again, "Zhang Feng, you are thinking too simple, even if you and I have the idea of letting go of hatred, but how many people will oppose each of the hundreds of thousands of disciples below, you Have you thought about it?"
The two families have killed several generations and killed countless people. The hatred has accumulated for several generations. It is too difficult to resolve.
Zhang Feng was still smiling, and said, "What do you think I set up a mental shield for?"
Hearing this, Chang Qiankun frowned, turned his head and looked at the people outside the courtyard, and said, "If you are intentional, I understand it. In the future, the two families will try to avoid conflicts, but it is impossible to resolve them."
As the former suzerain, Chang Qiankun's vision is very broad and he does not stick to hatred. He also sees that Zhang Feng really intends to resolve hatred. Otherwise, he will have to turn his face on the spot in desperation.
Zhang Feng picked up the teacup again, took a sip of tea, and said: "Chang Wenxin is the opportunity for the two to resolve their hatred."
"what?"
Chang Qiankun suddenly looked angry, "You want to use her, it's impossible, I will never allow it."
Zhang Feng said leisurely: "Who said that you want to use women, I don't allow it!"
"Then what do you want?"
"Of course it's a marriage grab!"
"..."
You say a word to me, Chang Qiankun can't speak anymore. After a long period of trouble, still want to turn his face
but…
Chang Qiankun quickly saw powerful plans and calculations in Zhang Feng's eyes.
It seems that he wants to count the people of the world.
What a terrible man!
(End of this chapter)