Chapter 832: Fight Emei disciple Wang Yuyan again
Lin Zifeng took a breath of strength in his mouth, and the shout that came out of his mouth was very harsh, and it spread throughout the entire beach restaurant!
Lin Zifeng's words are not only a warning to Ma Fengchao, but also a warning to everyone present!
In the East China Sea, I am the king!
"I ......"
Ma Fengchao roared, but before he could say the word "grass" on his lips, Lin Zifeng's right leg had been quickly raised, and he kicked at Ma Fengchao's lower abdomen!
"Bang" with a muffled sound!
I saw Ma Fengchao's body flying upside down like a kite with a broken string, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and there was no movement when he fell to the ground!
Quiet!
At this moment, the entire beach restaurant fell into a dead silence!
Everyone looked at Lin Zifeng dumbfounded, they didn't expect Lin Zifeng to be so strong, even Ma Fengchao dared to beat him!
Similarly, everyone also reminded themselves in their hearts, don't mess with Lin Zifeng in the future!
On the other hand, Lin Zifeng, there is no pressure on his face at all, for him, a Ma Fengchao, but that's it!
Yan Qingyun looked at the scene in front of him, and his face was slightly gloomy!
Unexpectedly, Ma Fengchao didn't cause any trouble to Lin Zifeng, but let Lin Zifeng establish his majesty!
"What a piece of rubbish!"
Yan Qingyun secretly scolded in his heart!
"Mr. Lin, you are a little too arrogant!" Yan Qingyun stared at Lin Zifeng and said lightly!
Lin Zifeng's sharp gaze turned, and immediately fell on Yan Qingyun in front of him!
The corners of Lin Zifeng's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled lightly: "It seems that Yan Shao wants to stand up for this Ma Shao?" ”
"Ma Shao is my friend, you beat my friend in front of me, maybe it's a little too faceless!" Yan Qingyun said strongly!
No matter how you say it, he is also the first young man in Yanjing!
If he bowed his head in front of Lin Zifeng, how would he mix it up in the future?
Even if you are afraid, you have to argue with Lin Zifeng head-on!
Lin Zifeng smiled lightly: "Face? How many cents a pound? If it's a dime and a catty, then I'll buy hundreds of millions of catties and give it to Yan Shao! ”
Hearing this, he saw that Yan Qingyun's face suddenly turned gloomy!
Humiliate! The humiliation of Chiguoguo!
With Yan Qingyun's identity, how can it be measured by money?
And Lin Zifeng's words are belittling Yan Qingyun's identity, and even using a dime and a pound of face to describe Yan Qingyun, that is, to describe Yan Qingyun's identity, even if it can be measured by money, it is worthless!
Wrath! Hatred!
These two expressions immediately appeared on Yan Qingyun's face!
"In this way, Mr. Lin is planning to go against Yan?" Yan Qingyun said coldly!
"Oppose? You deserve it too! Lin Zifeng was dismissive!
Yan Qingyun's face was completely gloomy until what time it was, his arm waved violently, and his footsteps retreated at the same time!
Boom~
Just heard the sound of a few sword draws, Wang Yuyan, who Yan Qingyun stretched out, and several junior sisters pulled out the swords on their waists one after another, and took a step forward, blocking Yan Qingyun behind them!
"Not good! It's time for a fight, everyone retreat! ”
"Looking at the dress of these people, it seems that they are people in the martial arts, although the identity of that Lin Zifeng is not simple, but compared to the force, I am afraid that he will suffer!"
"It's over, it's over! When encountering people in the martial arts, Lin Zifeng is not easy to deal with! ”
There were bursts of discussion in the surrounding crowd, and they all retreated with horror on their faces!
If you want to say who is the most calm in the crowd, it is undoubtedly Wen Ruoxue!
He looked at the back of the majestic shore in front of him, without any doubts, only from the bottom of his heart, unreserved trust!
He knew that his man would definitely shock everyone in the audience!
Lin Zifeng looked at Wang Yuyan and smiled lightly: "Little girl, don't forget that you are my defeated general, are you sure you want to humiliate yourself?" ”
Last time in Yanjing, Wang Yuyan was defeated by Lin Zifeng's men without any resistance, this incident has always made Wang Yuyan angry, and when she heard this at this moment, her handsome face was suddenly covered with anger!
"Humph! I won't necessarily lose at your hands this time! ”
Wang Yuyan shouted, kicked the ground with her footsteps, and the long sword in her hand was already stabbing at Lin Zifeng's chest quickly!
Lin Zifeng was secretly surprised, compared to Wang Yuyan's strength before, I haven't seen her for a while, and her strength has indeed increased somewhat!
The speed of this sword was very fast, and the sharp tip pierced the air, making a "hiss" sound of breaking the wind!
"S+-level strength, no wonder you are so confident!"
Lin Zifeng's face was still careless!
Not to mention that with his current strength, even when he is also S+-level, Lin Zifeng will not necessarily be afraid of Wang Yuyan!
As Lin Zifeng's wrist flipped, the rolling energy immediately drilled out of his palm, and wrapped his palm tightly, as if he was wearing a glove!
Seeing the long sword stabbing at him, Lin Zifeng didn't even push back, but came out quickly, grabbed the stabbing long sword with one hand, and stopped the long sword at a short distance of one centimeter from his chest!
Wang Yuyan was taken aback, and hurriedly swung his arm vigorously, trying to break free of Lin Zifeng's palm, but unfortunately Lin Zifeng's palm was like an iron tong, no matter how he swung it, he couldn't move a bit!
"Let's do it together and help Senior Sister!"
A few Emei disciples shouted, and quickly held the long sword in their hands and stabbed Lin Zifeng quickly!
Lin Zifeng's left hand shook, and he also released his strength, wrapped his palm, clenched his hand into a fist, and quickly swept it across the air!
With Lin Zifeng's fist speed, in the blink of an eye, he quickly blasted out five punches!
These five punches were all accurately bombarded on the long swords stabbed by the five Emei disciples!
Boom Boom Boom~
Five crisp sounds in a row!
The terrifying power immediately blasted the five Emei disciples back, and the trembling long sword made the five of them only feel their wrists numb!
"Entangle him and give my senior sister a chance!"
As soon as the five Emei disciples retreated, they quickly dispersed again, forming an encirclement and surrounding Lin Zifeng!
Hiss~
A few wind-breaking sounds!
The five Emei disciples quickly stabbed out the long swords in their hands and stabbed towards Lin Zifeng!
Lin Zifeng didn't dare to be careless, so he had to let go of the palm that grabbed Wang Yuyan's long sword, and with a wave of his arms, another quick five punches blasted out, knocking back the five Emei disciples!
"Array! Emei Sword Formation! ”
Wang Yuyan hurriedly shouted, and the five Emei disciples had quickly dispersed, and then formed a circle, standing in different directions around Lin Zifeng!
The six swords, the sharp tips of the swords, all pointed at Lin Zifeng!
It's like six fierce beasts, encircling a prey in the middle!
(End of chapter)