Chen Fan was very angry. It had been a long time since anyone had provoked him like this today.
So he stopped being polite with a cold face, made a fist with one hand, and struck again.
The true energy circulates and the fists are domineering.
Only five or six feet away, the white transparent fist mark appeared in an instant.
Feeling the arrival of Chen Fan's heaven-shaking fist, Bu Jingyun instantly stood up and swung his left hand, which was causing pain in his heart-burning Sanjiao Xuanguan, to clash with Chen Fan's heaven-shaking fist seal.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, the air exploded, and a terrifying air wave rolled out from the center.
"careful!"
Several voices of concern rang out, Jian Chen stood in front of Yu Chuchu, and Aotian stood in front of Madam Ao.
As for Zhongmei and Wensu, they each care about their own affairs.
Duan Lang, who was lying on the ground, had no choice but to watch helplessly as he was flipped over by the air wave after the fists collided.
"boom!"
After rolling several times in the air, Duan Lang was hit hard again and collapsed to the ground. The blood that had finally been stopped spurted out again.
“....”
"Qilin Arm?"
Dust fell from the sky. Chen Fan raised his eyebrows when he saw Bu Jingyun, who appeared to be unharmed after the collision with him. He did not expect that this arm stained with Qilin blood could actually allow Bu Jingyun to leapfrog the fight and temporarily have a chance to compete with him. The strength to contend.
But then I thought about it and no longer struggled. After all, as the protagonist of the once stormy world, it is normal to have such abilities.
"I said, no one can do anything to me if I don't agree today.
Chen Fan, you can never succeed with my blood. "
Seeing Chen Fan's surprised look at his left hand, Bu Jingyun endured the pain and said forcefully.
"Haha, what a big tone, it's just a unicorn arm that has not been fully integrated. Do you really think that you can block this city lord's attack and you have the right to be rampant? What a joke!
If you can block it once, what can you do to block it the second time or the third time? "
Chen Fan could clearly see Bu Jingyun's current state with his eyesight. He didn't even need to use his 'Sky Eye' to know that the man who just took his attack was at the end of his strength.
Although he had the help of Qilin Arms, he was just hanging on for a while.
Being tough is just the last sign of his stubbornness.
After saying that, without stopping, the fist power resumed, and the unparalleled heaven-shaking fist surged out again.
Watching Chen Fan take action again, Bu Jingyun was indifferent. He knew that his status was not hidden from the opponent, but he could not lose the battle and his momentum could not be weak.
Bu Jingyun was seen forcefully raising his Qilin arm and once again blasting towards the Heaven-Qing Fist Seal that was about to arrive in an instant.
Bu Jingyun did not regret his toughness just now. For him, even if he died, he would still have to be tough to die.
"boom!"
This time, Bu Jingyun was obviously not as lucky as before. He was blown away and fell to the ground. The mouth that had spoken tough words before could not stop spurting blood.
"I'm sorry, but with your blood, this city lord succeeded."
Chen Fan walked slowly to Bu Jingyun and looked down at the three streams of blood that were pulled away by the giant sword in the center of the sword-making pool.
"Brother Bu!"
Seeing Bu Jingyun being injured again, Yu Chuchu shouted anxiously with concern. Just when she wanted to run over, she was stopped by Jian Chen.
In this situation, Jian Chen was very worried that Chen Fan would be unhappy and would kill her easily by destroying the flower with his ruthless hand.
"Cough cough cough..."
Hearing Chen Fan's teasing, Bu Jingyun gasped and struggled to get up. It was just that his whole body's strength was scattered and he was seriously injured and couldn't get up at all. He struggled for a long time and it was just a fool's errand.
Chen Fan's indifferent eyes looked around the sword-making pool, passing by the happy Aotian, the sad Yu Chuchu, and the lying corpse of Duan Lang, and finally his eyes fell on Bu Jingyun who was still struggling to get up.
"Isn't the golden scale just a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds. The dragon's roar in the sky changes the sky. It swims in the shallow water when the wind and clouds come.
Bu Jingyun, let this city lord decide your fate. "
After saying that, Chen Fan reached out and sucked in the inner energy, then sucked Bu Jingyun into his hand, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
"Stop, put down my senior brother Yun!"
Just when Chen Fan was about to ruthlessly kill Bu Jingyun, a loud shout suddenly came out, and a tornado like a blue dragon coming out of the sea rolled in from the outside.
Immediately, the wind dissipated, revealing a handsome young man wearing white clothes and blue trim.
"Nie Feng?"
With this martial arts, this figure, and this title, Chen Fan immediately recognized the man in front of him as his other cheap son Nie Feng.
"Let me go, Senior Brother Yun, or don't blame me for being rude."
Nie Feng has never met Chen Fan and does not recognize Chen Fan, so he does not have a good look towards Chen Fan who is grabbing his senior brother Yun.
"You're welcome? What? If this city lord doesn't let you, Senior Brother Yun, do you still want to take action against your father and me?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly at Nie Feng who was about to take action.
"ah!"
Chen Fan immediately shocked everyone when he said this.
At this moment, not only did everyone in the sword-making pool look at each other in disbelief, but Bu Jingyun in Chen Fan's hand also stubbornly turned his dying head and looked at it in disbelief.
Not to mention Duan Lang, who was lying on the ground and raised his head slightly regardless of the pain in his chest, his eyes constantly scanning Chen Fan and Nie Feng back and forth.
No way, this news is too exciting.
Nie Feng, the famous god of wind, is actually the son of Chen Fan, the lord of Yangzhou City...
"father?"
Nie Feng's eyes widened. His father was not like this.
It's no wonder that Nie Feng didn't recognize Chen Fan. Nie Feng didn't know when Yan Ying left with him, and King Nie Ren didn't say anything after that.
Another thing is that after Yan Ying became Chen Fan's concubine, she lived in the city lord's mansion and worked hard to please Chen Fan, never going out to contact Nie Feng at all.
Therefore, neither Nie Feng nor anyone else in the world knew that the concubine Chen Fan took in was Nie Feng's mother, who is now known as the God of Wind, and the wife of the former North Drinking Crazy Sword King Nie Ren.
Xiong Ba had only met Yan Ying once when he came to ask for the Xue Yin Dao and the Fire Lin Sword.
However, due to Chen Fan's intervention, Xiong Ba had never seen Yan Ying in King Nie Ren's retreat, so he did not know that Chen Fan's beautiful beauty was his apprentice's mother.
"My father is the Nie King of Beiyin Kuangdao. Who are you? How dare you pretend to be my father? Are you humiliating me?"
Nie Feng was furious and stared at Chen Fan fiercely. His feet were full of energy, ready to attack at any time.
"Humiliation? Your mother, Yan Ying, is the concubine of this city lord. Nie Feng, tell me, who are you, this city lord?"
Chen Fan glanced at Nie Feng meaningfully and said clearly.
"What? Concubine?"
As soon as Chen Fan said these words, everyone in the sword pool trembled. They did not expect to hear such a big melon, especially Nie Feng and Ao Tian, whose eyes widened at the same time.
Nie Feng's eyes widened because he didn't expect to hear the news about his mother who had disappeared for many years here and couldn't believe it for a moment.
Aotian's eyes widened because someone was trying to steal his father. His mother was a lover who didn't even have the title of concubine.
