Chapter 66

"Yes, I'm Yan Zheng, guest of Pang family. My main job is to protect Pang Tao."

The old man carried his hands, a pair of cold eyes, staring at Chen Feng tightly.

"It's my fault that you kicked him badly."

"I will give the Pang family an account. Are you ready to pay the price you deserve?"

Originally thought Pang Tao would not have a problem at the reception, he did not enter together.

However, he didn't expect this negligence, and Pang Tao had a problem.

Of course, it's just what he thinks.

Even if he was there, it was impossible to block Chen Feng's foot. Pang Tao would still be seriously injured.

And if he makes a move, the end will not be much better than Pang Tao.

"You are master Yan Zheng?" Chang Jing looks at the old man and pulls Chen Feng's sleeve.

"Chen Feng, be careful. It's said that he can spell. The fireball can burn people to ashes."

Although I know that Chen Feng is very powerful, but only in physical strength, compared with Yan Zheng, who can spell, he is still dwarfed.

This is also an indisputable fact in the cultivation world, which also leads to the fact that practitioners usually look down on the martial arts practitioners.

After ten years of hard training, the martial arts practitioners finally become stronger.

The practitioner needs only one golden armor skill to gain almost the same body defense, and another fireball technique can turn the warrior into fly ash.

But if you want to become a practitioner, you need to have enough talent. If you don't have enough talent, it's hard to achieve anything.

"What can fireball do to me?" Chen Feng motioned Xia Yuling to step back behind her, her expression slightly cold.

How dare Yan Zheng show up in front of him?

"Young people, there are a lot of people in the world that you can't touch or even imagine in your life."

Yan Zheng's eyes were cold and he shook his head slightly.

The hands behind him arouse the vitality of the whole body and condense into red flame.

At first, it was just a red flame, but it was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the size of the head stopped growing.

He held the red fireball in one hand and held it in front of him.

The heat from the fireball made Xia Yuling and others look different.

However, Chen Feng is disdainful.

This fireball seems to be big, frightening and hot.

But in his eyes, the power of the fire contained in it was scattered and chaotic, and had no power at all.

For ordinary people, this fireball can really burn people to ashes.

But it's not enough for him.

"If you go to Pang's house with me now, I can spare you from death and even plead for you."

Yan Zheng held a red fireball in one hand and lost the other behind him. He looked proud and looked down upon all living beings like the God of fire.

"Otherwise, you will be dead."

"Don't expect your parents and family to get justice for you."

"We can't find evidence, and the law can't punish us!"

Xia Yuling and Chang Jing several people, immediately shocked to lose color.

Such talents are rare, and most ordinary people can't touch them all their lives.

You said he was a magician. Who would believe you?

Even if there are witnesses and surveillance, someone has to believe it.

"Master Yan, we have something to say!" Often quiet straight sweating, voice trembling.

"We will persuade Chen Feng to take him to Pang's house to plead guilty. Can you give us some time?"

"Chen Feng?" Xia Yuling, frightened and uneasy, stepped forward.

"It's OK. He can't help me." Chen Feng looks back with a smile. She is confident and makes Xia Yuling feel at ease.

He turned to look at Yan Zheng, still smiling.

"I'm relieved to hear that."

"Because there is no evidence of homicide, the law cannot punish practitioners."

"So the hatred between the practitioners is settled by themselves, isn't it?"

Yan Zheng looked colder, but nodded slightly.

"Good!" Chen Feng step forward, a cold drink, air pressure.

Even the fireball in Yan Zheng's hand trembled slightly.

"Let me see. How many catties do you have

Yan zhengman's wrinkled face shows anger.

"In that case, I will help you! Go

Yan Zheng lengheng, holding a red fireball in his hand, shouts at Chen Feng.

He still kept his hand and deliberately slowed down the speed of the fireball.

Because he couldn't bear to kill a young man with such amazing talent.

But Chen Feng, do you need him to keep his hand?

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