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"You deliberately talked nonsense when the young master and I passed by. What's the purpose?" Deng Baichuan glared.

"Is this intentional?"

Zhong Ling curled her lips and looked at him with disgust, "I saw an ugly and dirty pig on the road, and I like to comment on it. Did I just approach the pig on purpose?"

"You dare to call us pigs?" Deng Baichuan was furious.

Zhong Ling snorted softly: "I didn't say it, you said it yourself."

Deng Baichuan's face turned green and red. He wanted to argue but didn't know how to argue. He wanted to slap Zhong Ling to death.

But because the other party is a delicate little girl, I can't do it.

In fact, he should be grateful.

Otherwise, the moment he takes action, he will be killed by Jiang Fengyu, and his body will be divided into two parts!

"enough!"

Murong Fu suddenly shouted deeply.

He stared at Jiang Fengyu, smiled coldly, and said: "You don't have to deny it. You deliberately said those words to attract my attention when I was passing by. Who do you think you can deceive? Tell me, is it Qiao Feng? Sent you!"

Jiang Fengyu was stunned.

This guy feels too good about himself, right?

Did he think that the whole world would admire him, Murong Fu, or did he harbor ill intentions towards him?

"I have also heard of Nan Murong's name. When I saw him today, I realized that it is better to be famous than to meet him."

Before Jiang Fengyu spoke, Zhong Ling spoke again.

She looked at Murong Fu with a look of disgust and sneered: "You may look like a human, but in terms of intelligence and heart, you are extremely stupid. Do you think you are a person? In front of me, Brother Jiang, you are not even as good as a pig." !”

"At the very least, pork is still edible. But you have no other use than disgusting people!"

"This little girl is quite interesting."

Tianshan Child Elder was stunned for a while, and looked at Zhong Ling with a smile.

Jiang Fengyu also couldn't laugh or cry.

Although he has always known that Zhong Ling is a weird girl and her words are very irritating, this is the first time he has really seen it. It is really interesting!

Murong Fu and Deng Baichuan did not find it interesting at all.

Especially Murong Fu.

He was not good at arguing. His face turned dark when he heard this, and he looked at Zhong Ling with a look that wanted to eat him alive.

"Originally, since you are a little girl, I don't want to argue with you."

Deng Baichuan stared at Zhong Ling coldly and said in a cold voice, "But how dare you insult my young master like this, but you must have an explanation today!"

"statement?"

The coldness in Jiang Fengyu's eyes flashed away, "What do you want to say?"

"You and that stinky girl!" Deng Baichuan pointed at Jiang Fengyu and then at Zhong Ling, "Kneel down and apologize to my young master!"

Murong Fu remained silent.

He looked at Jiang Fengyu indifferently, but internal energy surged between his palms, obviously ready to take action at any time.

"oh?"

Jiang Fengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, "Mr. Murong, do you think so too?"

"Hmph, I don't have to worry about that little girl!" Murong Fu sneered, "But if you don't talk to me nicely today, don't even think about leaving!"

He was in a bad mood.

After traveling all the way from Suzhou to Luoyang, he didn't even see Qiao Feng's face.

This made Murong Fu, who always boasted of being extraordinary, extremely unhappy!

You know, in his heart, he even looked down on the "Beiqiao Peak" who was equally famous as him, thinking that there was only one Murong Fu in the martial arts world.

"Is it?"

Jiang Fengyu nodded. .

He turned his head, glanced at the Tianshan Child Elder, and said with a chuckle: "Uncle, if someone bullies me, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, what do you think I should do?"

The Tianshan child's grandmother had no expression on her face and uttered one word coldly:

"kill!"

"Good idea." Jiang Fengyu agreed with his face.

"Arrogant!"

Deng Baichuan shouted coldly, "It seems that today's matter cannot be resolved. If this is the case, then..."

The words have not yet finished.

call!

Jiang Fengyu's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, almost standing face to face with him.

"you……"

Deng Baichuan changed color and pushed out a palm without hesitation.

Although this palm was struck in a hurry, it was very powerful. A strong wind of the palm struck Jiang Fengyu's chest like an overwhelming force. An ordinary person would almost be suffocated.

However, he faced Jiang Fengyu!

Bang!

All the power of the palm disappeared in an instant. Jiang Fengyu directly grabbed Deng Baichuan's hand without even stepping back!

Extremely easy.

"What?"

On the side, Murong Fu suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.

You know, this Deng Baichuan is a martial arts expert, with extremely deep internal strength. Not to mention the Jiangnan generation, he can also be ranked high in the entire martial arts world!

However, his palm was blocked so easily by that young man?

"what happened?"

Deng Baichuan was even more shocked.

Although his palm was shot in a hurry, it had deep inner strength after all, and even Murong Fu could not block it so easily!

It felt like all the palm power was approaching Jiang Fengyu just now...

Disappeared!