A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 2251: Kneel down and call grandpa!

Chapter 2251 Kneel down and call Grandpa!

He roared ferociously: "I don't believe you can escape!"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Sorry, I can just avoid it."

The entire right shoulder was twisted and disappeared, and the long sword brushed Chen Feng's body over it.

Ying Pengchi was almost irritated and went crazy, roaring again and again, and the long sword pierced out.

The sword stabbed directly into Chen Feng's chest, and a big hole suddenly appeared in Chen Feng's chest, and the long sword pierced directly into the empty space!

At this time, it was easy for Chen Feng to kill Ying Pengchi, but he did not take the initiative in accordance with the previous agreement!

Ten tricks, in a blink of an eye.

Ying Pengchi's eyes are blood red, roaring again and again, and still attacking Chen Feng.

He was almost crazy.

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold: "Looking for death!"

With a kick, he directly kicked him into a broken muscle, spurted blood, and flew out and hit the ground.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Ying Pengchi, now, kneel down and call Grandpa!"

Ying Pengchi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Chen Feng stared at him, his eyes gradually getting cold, and a voice from his nose: "Huh?"

Ying Pengchi shivered heavily. He basically calmed down now, and immediately realized how huge the gap between himself and Chen Feng is!

He didn't dare to resist any more, he knelt directly on the ground with a bang, and said in a trembled voice: "Grandson, grandson has seen grandpa."

Chen Feng laughed loudly, extremely happy.

Ying Pengchi has no face to stay here anymore, and leaves without saying goodbye.

It's just that when he left, the resentment in his eyes means that today's things will never end like this.

However, Chen Feng didn't take his grudge at all.

This class of people, Chen Feng doesn't bother at all.

He smiled slightly and said: "This person is already gone, now we can drink and continue."

Everyone smiled bitterly: "Who can chant poems as soon as these poems of you are published?"

Lin Moyu was quite emotional at this time, he suddenly raised his wine glass to respect everyone.

Everyone in Yue was shocked and said: "Bachelor of Lin, this is impossible. How can you respect me? I should respect you!"

Lin Moyu shook his head, with a sincere expression on his face, and said, "This glass of wine is not for you, but for you."

"I still remember that the first time my wife and I met was at the Mandala Flower Festival Poetry Meeting in the Red Sleeve Tower fifty years ago."

Everyone in Yue nodded and said: "I once heard Master mention this matter."

Lin Moyu's face showed a touch of sadness, his voice was low, and his face was miserable: "It's a pity that Madam has left me now. We are separated forever!"

When Chen Feng saw his expression like this, he sighed softly: "It is expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Songgang!"

Hearing these words, Lin Moyu was stunned.

His body stayed there, and he raised his head suddenly, tears splashing in his eyes.

Suddenly he leaped up into the sky, like drunkenly, madly, and shouted: "Bright moon night, short pine hill!"

"Broken bowel, bright moon night, short Matsuoka!"

He is like a madman!

It's really because Chen Feng's words spoke to the deepest part of his heart.

Suddenly, he screamed, like a long sword suddenly out of its sheath, sprinkling all the sword skills in the sky.

This swordsmanship is extremely fierce, but with a trace of sadness, sadness and pain!

Everyone was dazzled by the look, and they lowered their voices and said, "What kind of swordsmanship is this? I have never seen it before or heard it."

"It seems that its artistic conception is very similar to the poem just now. Could it be that this is just now..."

"This is the swordsmanship that Lin Daxue learned from those three sentences just now?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was shocked.

But think about it, this is the most reasonable explanation.

Someone sighed and said: "This swordsmanship has at least reached the fifth rank of the heavenly rank. The Master of Lin really has a very high realm. You can create such swordsmanship at will."

It took a long time before Lin Moyu fell to the ground.

And his mood now seems to be much calmer than before, and the gloomy air that has been lingering on his face now seems to have disappeared a lot.

He suddenly looked at Chen Fengfeng and said softly: "Chen Feng, today I have accumulated years of boredom and pain, and I was squeezed out by you. I am very grateful that I can promise you a request."

Everyone was shocked and looked at Chen Feng with envy.

This is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. This is one of the top five people in the Tianyuan Dynasty. This is a top powerhouse with the lowest legendary realm and even the two-star Martial Emperor or even the three-star Martial Emperor!

How precious is a promise from such a person?

They all looked at Chen Feng, wondering what kind of request he would make.

At this moment, Chen Feng's heart moved: "Lin Moyu suddenly realized that a sword skill he created at will was so outstanding and tyrannical, which shows how high this person's sword skill is!"

"Senior Sister Han Yuer, isn't her weapon a sword?"

He looked at Lin Moyu, then took Han Yueryuan's hand and walked over.

Han Yu'er seems to know what Chen Feng wants to say, her face is a little excited.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Master of Lin University, I want you to accept my senior sister as a disciple."

"What?" Accepting your senior sister as a disciple? "Lin Moyu was stunned, did not expect Chen Feng to make such a request.

Not just him, almost everyone was stunned, never expected.

They all thought that Chen Feng would ask for a benefit for themselves, but they didn't expect that it would be for the woman next to him.

Many people have incomprehensible expressions on their faces. You know, this is a promise from a martial arts master!

What a huge benefit is this?

He didn't hesitate~IndoMTL.com~ and gave it to the woman next to him.

However, many women next to them showed envy on their faces, and said in their hearts: "If only I had such a considerate wishful man."

Chen Ziyuan watched by the side, feeling unspeakable sorrow in her heart, and in this sorrow and sorrow there was immense envy.

She warned herself softly in her heart: "Chen Ziyuan? What are you thinking about?"

"Brother Chen Feng is so beautiful, and the two are so loving, you should be happy for him!"

She kept admonishing herself in her heart, but the tears just couldn't stop rustling down.

Lin Moyu looked at Chen Feng’s gaze, but his appreciation grew stronger. From the moment he still missed his deceased wife, he knew that he had a very deep affection for his deceased wife, and Chen Feng did this to the woman next to him. Affectionate and kind, he naturally agrees with it.

He pondered for a moment and said: "Chen Feng, I am a lone man after all. It is inconvenient to accept your senior sister as a disciple."