Chapter 487

"Master, your cold wind palm is more and more powerful!"

The fair skinned young man gave a respectful compliment to the old man in the grey robe.

"Hum, it's just a small four times cultivation of the real spirit state. It's enough to be able to stand up to my cold wind palm!"

"Shua!"

"How dare you plot against me

The old man in grey robe retreated in a hurry, and finally his body stopped when he retreated to the extreme. However, his face was gloomy as if he could drip water:

"pedal!"

With this rapid collision, the body of the old man in the grey robe suddenly shivered. At the next moment, he had already flown backwards out

"Peng!"

Zhao Zetian and others could not resist such speed and terrifying cultivation. Seeing that Zhao Feng was about to be caught, suddenly, a strong spirit suddenly shuttled around, and instantly hit the thin claws of the old man in grey robe.

Then the thin left hand, the moment toward the Zhao Feng grasp.

His figure twinkled, a sudden shock.

"Whoosh..."

The grey robed old man nodded, with a bloody light on his face, and fiercely locked in the young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Feng!

"Well, let's start with this boy!"

Lin Yu Fan hands, a white jade fan slowly unfolded, a pair of elegant posture, but that face but said with a grim smile.

"Master, it seems that you have to do it. Let's start with his baby son. I don't believe it. He still dares to speak hard in the face of his precious son!"

Standing beside Lin Yufan, the old man in grey robe couldn't help but burst out a piercing laughter.

"Jie Jie Jie It seems that you can't see the coffin without tears. "

Zhao Zetian's face was angry and roared wildly.

"I've said for a long time that my Zhao family has nothing you want. Even if you kill me, you can't get it!"

Lin Yu Fan said with a sneer on her face.

"Hum, Zhao Zetian, it's enough face for me to call you uncle. Don't talk about these old things with me. Originally, I planned to tie your precious son, but I didn't expect to succeed. Now I have lost patience. If you are sensible, give up what you don't deserve. Otherwise, I don't mind bloodstaining Zhao Home

Looking at the young man, Zhao Zetian's mouth let out an angry roar.

"Lin Yufan, how dare you! In those days, if it was not for my ancestor Zhao who helped you shenfan Gang, how could you have such a degree? Can you become the little leader of shenfan sect? Now you are so ungrateful that you have dealt with my Zhao family! "

"Uncle Zhao, nephew's meaning, you must also understand. After giving you such a long time, you have repeatedly pushed back. Do you intend to hand over that map?"

Zhao Zetian's mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body shivered for a while. It was clearly visible that the cold sense was spreading on his body, which was obviously the effect of the so-called cold wind palm.

"Cough, cough..."

The old man in the grey robe said with a sneer, with a smug look on his face.

A person, floating to, face indifferent as water, appeared in front of the Zhao family, is not this Qinfeng who will be.

"Benefactor!"

Seeing the appearance of Qin Feng, Zhao Zetian's face was pleasantly surprised. At the same time, his heart was more shocked.