Counterattack from Douba

Chapter 144 Defeating Dou Ling with One Move
When Xiao Feng saw that he was angry, his face did not change at all, and he said lightly, "My surname is Xiao, Mo Cheng, hand over Qinglin, and I will spare you!"

"The last name is Xiao?"

"It's crazy!"

"I don't know how to live or die, hey! It's a pity that such a good boy was called to die at a festive banquet."

People around you looked at me and I looked at you, guessing Xiao Feng's identity one after another.

I just thought about it for a long time, but I didn't expect that the Xiao family had any powerful people with any interests, so I couldn't help worrying about the young man's life.

However, after hearing this surname, two people in the field shook their bodies and showed extremely surprised expressions.

"It's really... him!" the beautiful and noble Nalan Yanran murmured.

The shame that this figure brought her has never been forgotten until now, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, she would have come up immediately to take Xiao Feng in.

The old man beside her also frowned at this moment, looking at Xiao Feng cautiously.

With his vision, of course he could see Xiao Feng's unfathomable, not to mention, the miraculous means that this young man showed at Xiao's house that day made him shudder every time he thinks about it.

Mo Cheng has been observing Xiao Feng secretly, but he still can't see the depth of this young man. While he is furious in his heart, there is also a trace of awe.

He has been in the northeast of the empire for many years. He is not only relying on strength, but also has a pair of eyes that are good at knowing people.

This young man dared to single-handedly come to the Mo family to make trouble, he is either a fool or has extraordinary abilities.

Looking at the boy's deep breath and the danger he felt faintly, he would rather believe the latter.

Mo Cheng worked secretly, condensing his fighting spirit on his hands behind his back, ready to strike at any time.

But there was a smile on his face, and he said to Xiao Feng: "Little brother, it's my Mo family's wedding banquet now, we can talk about Qinglin later, okay?"

"Yes, yes, there is something that can be discussed later. It's better to drink now."

Beside him, a middle-aged fat man in expensive clothes stood up with a smile on his face to persuade him.

"Who are you?" Xiao Feng glanced at him coldly, with a dangerous light dancing in his eyes.

"Uh..." Boer looked at Xiao Feng speechlessly, feeling a little bit hesitant to get off the stage.

It's so embarrassing, after making a fuss for a long time, this kid doesn't know me.

"Young man, this is the city lord of Yancheng, Mr. Boer, you should understand what he said!" A middle-aged man with a thin face said.

Xiao Feng squinted at him, and asked lightly: "Who are you!"

"I am Ye Cong, the head of the Ye family."

"Oh, I see, you all step back! What's going on here has nothing to do with you."

The tone is light, no emotion can be heard, as if Ye Cong is just an insignificant little person, it is not worth talking to him.

Seeing this situation, the people around looked at Xiao Feng in astonishment.

God!This kid can't be an idiot.

The owner of Boer City and Ye Cong, the owner of the Ye Family, are both the most famous figures in the northeast provinces of the empire, yet he doesn't even know any of them.

It's fine if you don't know them, but after finding out their identities, they still look indifferent, how big is your heart!
Embarrassment and anger flashed across the faces of Boer and Ye Cong. This kid is too shameless and doesn't take us seriously.

Bor was fine, as the city lord, he usually dealt with the major forces, smiled quite tactfully, and actually retreated.

But Ye Cong is different. He considers himself the head of the Ye family, one of the four major families in Northeast China, with a supernatural identity. The face left by Xiao Feng must be found.

Anger welled up in his heart, he stretched out his hand to point at Xiao Feng, and shouted: "Young man, you are too arrogant, I will teach you a lesson today, and let you know how to behave..."

"roll!"

Xiao Feng was furious in his heart, Ye Cong's shit-stirring stick disturbed his business, it's really unreasonable!

Xian Jie's pupils stared, and two clusters of inch-long flames shot out from the electric shock and shot at Ye Cong fiercely.

Ye Cong was startled, his whole body surged with vindictive energy, forming a thick veil of vindictive veil to protect his body, and with violent vindictive energy in his palms, he pushed out violently.

"what--"

A shrill scream resounded through the hall.

As soon as Ye Cong's palms came into contact with the two clusters of flames, they were instantly burned through, and the two clusters of flames rushed towards his body at an even faster speed.

Ye Cong's dead soul was so angry that he quickly rolled around like a lazy donkey, avoiding the flames.

The abdomen was rubbed by the white flame, and a groove appeared instantly, without the slightest blood flowing out, as if a piece was naturally missing here.

Ye Cong escaped with his life, sat on the ground and wailed, regretting what he had just done when he came to his grandma's house.

The Mohists were originally rivals of their other three major families. If they were to be exhausted by such a terrifying enemy, their three major families would be the biggest beneficiaries.

But he has no eyesight, not only will he not get the sympathy of the Mo family, but he will also offend Xiao Feng, the evil star, which is really a big loss.

In the hall, there was a sudden silence, and everyone looked at Xiao Feng with strong fear.

Some of the timid ones were so scared that they peed and stood aside trembling.

Nalan Yanran moved her body and was about to speak when Ge Ye who was next to her was so frightened that she quickly pulled her back and shook her head vigorously.

Mo Cheng was sweating coldly, and his heart was cold. Although he was a five-star fighting spirit, he knew that he was not the opponent of the boy in front of him.

Although Ye Cong's strength is not as good as his own, he is still a master at the fighting spirit level, but he was defeated by this young man.

For a moment, Mo Cheng was stumped, thinking anxiously about how to deal with the terrifying young man in front of him.

Xiao Feng was extremely satisfied when he saw that the method he had just revealed had successfully frightened everyone in the hall.

With the fusion of yin and yang and different fires, the power of Xianjieshenpu is really getting stronger and stronger.

A pair of black and white pupils scanned the audience sharply, and said coldly: "Everyone, this matter has nothing to do with you, I advise you not to get involved, and leave quickly!"

As soon as Xiao Feng's words fell, everyone in the hall left the stage one after another. After seeing Xiao Feng's methods, they didn't dare to provoke their upper body anymore.

In an instant, the entire hall became empty, only a few high-ranking and loyal members of the Mohist family remained, as well as experts from powerful forces such as Nalan Yanran.

"Mo Cheng, life or death, you choose yourself!"

The faint voice rang in Mo Cheng's ear, like a death talisman, making Mo Cheng's face extremely distorted, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Suddenly, with a movement of Mo Cheng's body, he retreated three feet like lightning, looked at Xiao Feng and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, boy, you are too deceitful. I don't know how to choose the two paths you gave me. I want to die with you."

Mo Cheng's body suddenly burst out with a tyrannical aura, and his robe bulged up in the blink of an eye. It was as if a gust of wind had blown in the hall, and the tables and chairs exploded.

"Kill, everyone go all out, I don't believe this little beast can defeat so many of our masters."

In the hall, except for Nalan Yanran, the owner of Boer, and the owner of the Ye family, all the others rushed towards Xiao Feng.

The weakest of these people is also a two-star fighter, with so many people attacking together, the power is terrifying.

A series of grudge attacks, like rotten horses, instantly enveloped Xiao Feng's body.

Especially Mo Cheng's attack was the fiercest. His palms were slightly bent, forming powerful paw prints, and with a sharp wind, he ruthlessly grabbed at Xiao Feng's heart.

(End of this chapter)