Chapter 1635

Wen Qingfeng listened to these words and nodded his head with satisfaction. He felt more comfortable at last.

Just when the light from the corner of his eyes sweeps the smile passing by the corner of Wang Fan's mouth, his good mood disappears completely in an instant.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think Wen Qingfeng is talking nonsense? Do you believe that Wen Qingfeng can kill Wang Fan at will? "

Wen Qingfeng drinks at Wang Fan. In a moment, he is already in front of Wang Fan.

His eyes stare at Wang Fan coldly, eyes are full of cold. Even the four followers behind him have surrounded Wang Fan with a bad face. They have a tendency to start immediately if they don't agree with each other.

Wang Fan couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that he would even smile when he did.

If it was another time, Wang Fan might really swallow his anger and refuse to see the same thing as Wen Qingfeng, but now that Han Qingyi's life and death are uncertain, where would he choose to tolerate it?

He directly raised his head, gave Wen Qingfeng a faint smile, and said, "what do I laugh at? It's none of your business. You're too broad-minded. You don't allow others to laugh?"

"But there is a saying that you are right. I really don't believe that you will be Wang Fan's opponent."

Although Wang Fan had a smile on his face, his words were not good enough to give Wen Qingfeng any face.

And listening to this, all the people around were shocked.

Their faces stiffened as if in disbelief.

Who is this man? He dares to challenge Wen Qingfeng so much. Doesn't he know that Wen Qingfeng is a member of the literary family and his cruel means?

"Oh, my God, who is this boy? How dare he challenge Wen Qingfeng?"

"Half a month ago, Wen Qingfeng led people to slaughter an ordinary city. No one knows, no one knows. This guy dares to challenge Wen Qingfeng. With Wen Qingfeng's cruel means, I'm afraid he's dead. "

"He's really a bold guy. Wen Qingfeng is a member of the literary family. All the royal guards in beizhou City obey his orders. How dare this guy challenge Wen Qingfeng? I guess he will die. "

The short silence, many people began to talk.

Wen Qingfeng's face is also in the moment gloomy, eyes more cold at the same time, the heart set off a monstrous killing.

Although he is not the core of literati, he is also a member of literati. In beizhou City, he is Wang.

But Wang Fan dare to challenge Wen Qingfeng and beat him in the face in public. This is a shame.

"How dare you challenge Mr. Wen?" As for the four men behind Wen Qingfeng, they were even more furious. With a roar, they were going to attack Wang Fan.

Just at this time, Wang Fan's face suddenly changed and his figure flashed. He had already reached three of them.

He quickly grasped a young man's arm with one hand, and asked in a slightly nervous and excited voice, "what did you say just now, that Wen Qingfeng led people to slaughter a city, which city did he slaughter?"

The man saw Wang Fan flash to his side in a flash, and before he reacted, he had already grasped his shoulder, his face changed, and suddenly he was in a cold sweat.

In this case, he didn't know that he was far from Wang Fan's opponent?

He didn't dare to neglect it at all. He just said in a low voice, "lishicheng is lishicheng."

Wang Fan listens to this words, the brain thunders for a while, the instant is thorough explosion, in the heart ignited the flame.

His eyes were like electricity. Suddenly, he turned to Wen Qingfeng and asked, "did you kill Lishi city? Why do you want to kill stone city? "

As he spoke, his fists had been firmly grasped, and a frenzied fire of killing set off in his heart.

If he didn't want to ask the whereabouts of Han Qingyi, I'm afraid he could not help rushing over and breaking up Wen Qingfeng.

"Bold, what are you? Dare to question Mr. Wen like this. I think you are looking for death!"

But Wen Qingfeng didn't speak. His four subordinates were completely angry. With a loud drink, they rushed towards Wang Fan in a crazy way.

Each of these four people has a level of cultivation in the realm of heaven, which is extremely powerful. But in front of Wang Fan, it was not enough.

To be honest, they are not even mole ants in Wang Fan's eyes.

"Go away!" When Wang fan saw the four people coming, his eyes were full of murders, and his figure flashed. In an instant, he flashed to the four people.

His body was like electricity, and he flashed in front of the four people in an instant. Without any politeness, he just shot out four fists. Wang Fan didn't even bother to show his martial arts against the four people.

Bang bang bang!

Four violent sound, four people only feel like a wild beast like violent strength surge from, instantly is mouth gush blood of inverted fly out.

Crash a few, they knocked over a few tables and chairs, fell to the ground after a few convulsions, there is no life.

Looking at this scene, Wen Qingfeng, who used to smile grimly at the corner of his mouth, suddenly became stiff and his face became ugly.And the people around them were silent again.

Just between waving, they killed four strong people in Tianjing. What strength is this? He's too tough, too hot, isn't he?

In the short silence, there were bursts of air-conditioning sounds.

Wang Fan did not pay attention to the shock of the crowd, but still staring at Wang Fan, while stepping closer, while coldly asked, "say, why do you want to slaughter the stone city?"

Wen Qingfeng looks at Wang Fan's expressionless black eyes and feels Wang Fan's murderous intention. His heart can't help but jump. In an instant, he steps back a few steps.

But soon, he came back to himself.

He's Wen Qingfeng. He's a member of the Wen family. In this northern city, all the royal guards have to obey his orders.

He is the king. Why should he be afraid? Why should he retreat? Shouldn't wang fancai be the one who should be afraid?

"It's just a group of mole ants. I'll kill them if I want. What's the matter with you? Who are you? Do you know the end of killing my subordinates? " After Wen Qingfeng regained his confidence, he yelled at Wang Fan,

"in this northern city, Wen Qingfeng is the king, and Wen Qingfeng is the master. You dare to kill my subordinates. Believe it or not, I'll kill you all at once? "

"Are you Wang? Are you the master? It's just a mole ant. You can kill it if you want? Are you going to destroy me? " Wang Fan's voice is like a sword, and his words are like knives.

He murmured. With a flash of his figure, he was already in front of Wen Qingfeng. His right hand became a palm, and he killed him in the face.

"You dare!" Wen Qingfeng was shocked, and his aura roared. The three levels of Tianjing's strength bloomed, and he immediately planned to retreat.

But how can he escape from the past?

Wang Fan's left hand just grabs forward, which means that he has already taken out his collar, making him unable to move any more. Next, his right hand was like a PU fan, and he pulled it hard towards his face.

"If you want to kill me, you can kill me. I want to see how you can kill me!"

Wang Fan said, the sound of Pa Pa Pa came out continuously, and his right hand had already fanned countless times on Wen Qingfeng's face.

The clear voice made everyone pale, and there were bursts of fear in their hearts.

Even someone dares to slap the gentle breeze in the mountain of beizhou city. This is the rhythm of breaking the sky.

Wen Qingfeng is gnashing his teeth with anger, and his heart is filled with endless anger. However, because of his poor strength, he could not break away from Wang Fan.

He felt the burning pain on his face and looked at the blood and broken teeth spitting on the ground. He was furious.

At this time, bang, Wang Fan had already picked up his dog and threw it on the ground, then stepped on his face.

"I'll ask you one last question. If you don't answer honestly, don't blame me for abolishing your cultivation."