Medical Martial God Chapter 181: The anger of the Feng Family [third more]

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"Second Uncle!"

Looking at the middle-aged brawny man who came with a large number of strong Feng family members, Feng Wensheng, who had awakened, was so moved that he cried on the spot, yelled anxiously, and ran to him. He put his arms around his thighs.

It can be imagined how miserable Feng Wensheng was frightened by Ye Xuan.

The middle-aged strong man is called Feng Zhenye. He is Feng Wuji’s father and the most powerful figure in the Feng family. He not only possesses terrible business methods, but is also a master in the business world. He is also a martial artist. Yitu has extraordinary talents and accomplishments, and has unfathomable strength.

"Wen Sheng, where is the Promise person?"

Feng Zhenye stretched out his palm to help Feng Wensheng up. He looked around and didn't see Feng Wuji's figure, so his brows wrinkled without a trace, and he said in a deep voice.

"Second Uncle, Brother Wuji is dead!"

Feng Wensheng said with a sad expression on his face.

"What?"

After hearing this, Feng Zhenye's face changed drastically, and he spoke in a gaffe.

Feng Wuji is his son, but now he heard the news that Feng Wuji was dead. How could he not be shocked and surprised?

"Second Uncle, look at Brother Wuji's body lying there...it was him, Ye Xuan, this **** **** who killed Brother Wuji! Second Uncle, you must avenge him!"

Feng Wensheng pointed to Feng Wuji's deadly head and **** corpse, with a pained expression on his face and hoarse words.

Hearing Feng Wensheng’s words, looking along the direction of his fingers, Feng Wuji’s head and corpse were clearly reflected in Feng Zhenye’s sight, making him seem to be struck by thunder in his mind. It's blank...

Although Feng Wensheng had told him that Feng Wuji was dead, he was far from shocked when he personally saw Feng Wuji's body.

That’s his own son who has spent countless efforts to cultivate. He has lost the hope of competing for the position of Feng Family Patriarch, so he puts all hope and energy on his son Feng Wuji, hoping that he will one day Able to inherit the entire family business of the Feng family.

Feng Wuji has always lived up to his hopes. He has become one of the best two in the young generation of the Feng family and is regarded as the future heir of the Feng family.

However, now he was killed by Ye Xuan, lying there coldly.

"My son..."

Rao, Feng Zhenye, who has always been a hardliner, couldn't help crying while holding his son's head.

His years of hard work, all his hopes, were destroyed by Feng Wuji's death...

Looking at the painful Feng Zhenye, everyone present couldn't help but feel sorry.

Feng Wuji's death made them all feel sad.

Ye Xuan's methods are too ruthless and cold for everyone on the scene.

If a word is inconsistent, kill people at every turn!

This is something that has never happened in their circle.

Although there is a holiday between everyone, but in such a scene, everyone will pay attention to their own image on the face, smile and talk and laugh, where can they be like Ye Xuan when they do not agree with each other, and kill people!

However, they overlooked a question of principle:

Ye Xuan has never taken the initiative to pick things up, it's just the trouble they found him first.

But soon everyone came out of that trace of grief. They knew very well that today's things would never be good. Feng Zhenye would definitely kill Ye Xuan at all costs to avenge his son.

Thinking of this, everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Feng Zhenye killed Ye Xuan, they would not be affected or restricted in any way.

After all, Ye Xuan, who has risen strongly now, is like a thorn stuck in everyone's throat!

"Feng Zhenye is the third master of the Feng Family. He comes from the Gang Qi Sect. He has cultivated an innate qi qi and is unparalleled in strength! Ye Xuan is completely finished today!"

Looking at the crying Feng Zhenye, Qian Mubai could feel the monstrous anger hidden in his heart, a touch of abuse appeared on his handsome face, and cold words came from his mouth.

He is waiting to see a great show that is about to be performed in front of him.

"Ye Xuan, you killed my beloved son, what can you say now?"

Feng Zhenye stood up and set his icy eyes on Ye Xuan's body, his eyes burning with anger, and cold words came from his mouth.

"It's just a scum in the world, you die if you die!"

Ye Xuan glanced at Feng Zhenye, and answered indifferently.

"You...good...good, good! Good Ye Xuan, if I don't kill you today, I swear not to be a man!"

"The members of the Feng family follow the order and kill him at all costs!"

Ye Xuan's words fell into Feng Zhenye's ears, making him angrily smirked, and bloodthirsty and crazy words came from his mouth.

"Uncle Wind..."

Lan Wanting's face changed drastically when she saw this, she couldn't help but speak.

"Shut up, you bastard! If it weren't for you, how could my son die because of jealousy? Kill this **** with me!"

However, before Lan Wanting's words were finished, she was interrupted by Feng Zhenye's angry roar.

"Yes!"

As his words fell, the many Fengjia powerhouses he had brought together launched a fierce siege to Ye Xuan at this moment, like a group of wild wolves at the same time eating a lamb, extremely fierce. ...

"Wanting, step back and leave it to me here."

When Ye Xuan saw this, killing intent surged in Ye Xuan's eyes, and a cold snort of disdain came from his nose, and he told Lan Wanting a few words before turning into an angry dragon rushing to the front to kill Amidst the crowd, relentless attacks and killings were launched.

The strength of these strong winds is indeed extraordinary. They are agile and powerful. They are definitely not comparable to ordinary security guards or even veterans. Everyone's strength is not inferior to some special forces.

Moreover, they also know how to encircle, their attacks are airtight, offensive and defensive are in an orderly manner, making people rush into their battle circle as if they are in a quagmire, and they will only sink deeper and deeper, and then die.

As Ye Xuan's fierce battle with many powerful men of the Feng Family unfolded, the entire banquet hall was in chaos, with the sound of broken tables and chairs and the sound of broken bones constantly sounding...

A well-known master of the wind flew upside down from the battle group besieging Ye Xuan like cannonballs, smashing into the surrounding crowd, causing a large number of casualties and causing a commotion.

Looking from a distance, people can't see Ye Xuan's figure at all, they can only see a series of vague shadows flying and fighting among the crowd, and they can't attack for a long time!

Among the people who besieged Ye Xuan, there were more than a dozen of them equal to the top silver-level killers, and all the others were silver-level. It was extraordinary, enough to see the extraordinary heritage of the Feng Family.

Faced with the continuous attacks of many Fengjia powerhouses, Ye Xuan's expression was cold, and a trace of coldness and impatience flashed in his eyes!

"Boom..."

At the moment when many Fengjia powerhouses attacked, his body's strength surged, his body rotated, his hands were on the ground, and his whip legs were rotated 360 degrees!

Benglong Dongfeng breaks!

"Puff......"

"Crack..."

"Boom!"

The dull collision sounded, and more than 20 Fengjia powerhouses broke their leg bones and fell to the ground.

"Kill!"

However, there were still Feng Family powerhouses slaying one after another, causing Ye Xuan's devilish energy to surge in his eyes, and once again rushed into the crowd to fight.

Wind God!

The angry dragon collapsed!

Tie Shan rely on!

"Boom..."

"Boom!"

As the dull sound of collision sounded, many powerful men in the Feng Family were hit by Ye Xuan's attack like dead dogs. A large amount of blood was sprayed from their mouths, and they flew out, making it difficult to get up again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, many of the subordinates brought by Feng Zhenye were all turned over by Ye Xuan, and the entire banquet hall was messy.

"A bunch of useless waste!"

Looking at the overturned subordinates, Feng Zhenye's complexion was ugly to the extreme, his fists creaked, and angry words came out from his mouth.

As his words fell, his whole body exploded with energy, and he walked towards Ye Xuan with a strong killing intent, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Ye Xuan, you are really good at fighting, but No matter what, you must die today!"

"So, give me peace of mind to die!"

At the moment when Feng Zhenye's words fell, the violent energy on his fist bloomed, as if there was a raging flame burning, carrying a strong killing intent to attack Ye Xuan.

De Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and a dignified look flashed in his eyes.

"Feng Zhenye, stop me!"

Ye Xuan was about to do it, but his majestic voice rang at this moment.

However, this voice could not stop Feng Zhenye. He still smashed at Ye Xuan with his fist and strong killing intent and anger.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, a dull collision sounded loudly, but Ye Xuan's fist and Feng Zhenye's fist collided.

"Uh..."

Ye Xuan's expression was cold, his arms shook violently, and the powerful Benglong strength burst forth. Under the shocking gaze of the people around, Feng Zhenye spouted a lot of blood from his mouth, and the whole person was like A cannonball flew upside down, hitting Feng Wuji's corpse heavily, making a dull crash sound.

"Ahem..."

A trace of blood ran down the corners of Feng Zhenye's mouth.

This guy is not Ye Xuan's enemy!

This scene fell into the eyes of the people around, all making them open their mouths, their eyes widened, and the gaze towards Ye Xuan was full of undisguised horror.

As the third master of the Feng Family, Feng Zhenye, who had been practicing asceticism in the Gang Qi Sect, was beaten by Ye Xuan with a punch.

This is too unbelievable.

"You bastard..."

Feng Zhenye let out an angry curse, clutching his chest, stood up with difficulty, staring at Ye Xuan coldly, and an angry voice came from his mouth.

"Feng Zhenye, I tell you to stop!"

He was about to rush towards Ye Xuan again, but the majestic voice sounded again, making De Feng Zhenye look ugly, and his fists creaked.

Under his cold gaze, a very dignified man took an old man in a black tunic and walked slowly into the banquet hall.

"Lan Tianhen!"

"The old man with a hidden sword!"

Looking at the two people who came, everyone who was present was slightly taken aback, and there was a surprised voice coming from their mouths.

Obviously, I didn't expect the two of them to appear at this time.

And that Feng Zhenye was even more angry at this moment.

"Lan Tianhen, you came right in time! If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, then wait for the corpse of this **** Lan Wanting to be collected!"

PS: Things get worse and worse, how do they end up in the end? Yesterday I asked you how many people wanted to accept Yu Ji, but few people responded. It seems we should let her take a box lunch and rest... Well... You don’t even like beautiful women these days, do you love men? ?