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And for the dying, Zhu Qingfeng didn't bother to talk nonsense with them.

Immediately, his figure flashed, brandishing his Xuantie epee, and he rushed forward.

The Xuantie epee in his hand flew up and down, swinging left and right, and everywhere he passed, it was like a tiger entering a flock.

One by one, those nursing homes were inserted by Xuantie epee swords, and they were either killed or injured.

Fell to the ground, broken bones, wailing.

However, Zhu Qingfeng did not have the slightest pity, and still unilaterally slaughtered all the way and killed towards Fan Mansion.

And the movement in the front yard, there are already people rushing into the back house to report.

At this time, the traitor's old dog Fan Wencheng was in the back house, and he had just woken up from a nap.

Hearing a commotion ahead, he immediately frowned.

Just as he was about to order someone to go and find out what happened in front of him, he saw Fan Wang, the housekeeper of Fan Mansion, hurriedly break in.

"Sir!"

"Sir!"

"The big thing is bad!"

"A vicious thief came from nowhere, rushed into the house, and began to hack and kill everywhere without saying a word!"

"Many families in the mansion have been killed by that evil thief!"

"Now that evil thief has come to the backyard, master hurry up!"

However, at this moment, I saw a bald monk wearing a gray monk's robe, with a big waist and a fat head and big ears, walking in from outside.

In the monk's hand, he also held a convenient crescent shovel.

When the great monk saw Fan Wencheng, he clasped his hands together and said in a loud voice: "Amitabha Buddha, Fan Shi Master, don't panic!" "

"But one night junior, with this Buddha here, forgive him and can't make any waves!"

This great monk was a great monk invited by Fan Wencheng from Shaolin in the Western Regions.

His name is the monk Farn.

Over the years, if it weren't for this Faen monk, even if he had ten lives, he would have been killed by those Han family children who wanted to kill him.

When Fan Wencheng saw the monk Faen, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"There is a legal person master here, forgive him for being a little furry thief, and he can't turn over any big storms."

Fan Wencheng said with a smile.

When Faen heard Fan Wencheng's words, he smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and said: "Although Fan Shi can rest assured, with the Buddha here, measuring that little person will definitely not hurt Fan Shi Lord!" "

However, Fan Wang, the butler of Fan Mansion, who was standing on the side, was a little uneasy.

"Sir, that evil thief is very fierce!"

"The master still leaves the house through the back door first to avoid the limelight."

"When Master Faen solves that evil thief, it will not be too late for the master to come back!"

Fan Wencheng heard the butler's words, glanced at the unimpressed monk Farn, and was silent for a moment.

I feel that slipping through the back door like this is really out of order.

What's more, Fan Wencheng was also very confident in the strength of the Great Monk Faen.

Therefore, after weighing it up, Fan Wencheng sat down calmly.

"Fan Wang, don't grow other people's morale and destroy your own prestige!"

"The old man believes that Master Faen is here, that little evil thief, but he can catch it!"

At the same time, Fan Wencheng's three sons also heard the noise.

Because they were worried about Fan Wencheng's safety, Fan Wencheng's sons all came to Fan Wencheng's yard.

"Dad, what happened up front?"

Fan Wencheng's youngest son, Fan Chenglie, frowned, looked at Fan Wencheng and asked.

However, before Fan Wencheng could answer, the sound of fighting in the front yard was getting closer and closer.

The next moment....

"Boom!"

Three figures broke through the shadow wall and fell in.

Immediately, a young figure holding a black long sword in his hand followed closely and walked into the backyard.

This young man was none other than Zhu Qingfeng who killed him.

Zhu Qingfeng's gaze swept over everyone in the courtyard.

Finally, it stayed on Fan Wencheng's body.

Fan Wencheng did not speak.

His eldest son Fan Chengxun's face sank like water, looked at Zhu Qingfeng, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is Er?" "

"Why did you break into Fan's mansion and kill the people in my mansion?"

Zhu Qingfeng glanced at him lightly, then looked at Fan Wencheng, sneered, and said: "Fan Wencheng, you dog thief, you still have a face to live in this world!" "

"The eldest husband does not change his name, he does not change his surname, I am the concubine of Zhu Ciyi, the prince of Daming, Zhu Qingfeng!"

When Fan Wencheng heard Zhu Qingfeng's words, his gaze towards Zhu Qingfeng was full of horror.

He never expected that this young man who killed in his house was actually a descendant of the Daming royal family.

He is also the concubine of the former crown prince Zhu Ciyi.

However, Fan Wencheng quickly calmed down.

He looked at Master Farn and said in a deep voice: "Master Farn, this villain speaks wildly. "

"Dare to impersonate the former Ming Prince, it is a capital crime!"

"Please also ask the master to capture this evil thief and hand it over to the imperial court for disposal!"

Fan Wencheng knew very well in his heart that once the news that the former Ming Prince still existed in the world, after the rumors spread.

It will inevitably make those who are dissatisfied with the Great Qing in their hearts and want to reverse the Qing and restore their sight together, see hope.

Therefore, Fan Wencheng directly denied Zhu Qingfeng's identity.

In this way, Zhu Qingfeng changed from a descendant of the Daming royal family to a careerist with bad intentions.

However, Zhu Qingfeng did not bother to pay attention to these careful thoughts of Fan Wencheng.

He stared at Fan Wencheng and said with a sneer: "Fan Wencheng, today I will destroy the door and avenge those sons and daughters of the Han family who died because of Er and so on!" "

"Speak loudly!"

"In front of this Buddha, you dare to make such a wild statement!"

"Just let Ben Foye come and see how many pounds and taels this doll of yours has!"

Faen saw that Zhu Qingfeng had never put himself in his eyes, and his heart suddenly burst into anger.

After interrupting his mouth, Dang Liang brandished a convenient crescent shovel and attacked Zhu Qingfeng.

I saw that the convenient crescent shovel in the hands of the Great Monk of Fa'an sank vigorously, and the crescent moon went straight to Zhu Qingfeng's throat.

Seeing this, Zhu Qingfeng sneered, leaned his upper body back slightly, and dodged the crescent shovel.

Immediately, the Xuan Iron Epee in his hand swung and slashed at Faun's waist.

Faun snorted coldly, twisted his fat waist, and the convenient crescent shovel in his hand turned and sank, sweeping towards Zhu Qingfeng's legs.

Zhu Qingfeng kicked his feet on the ground and jumped up for life.

In mid-air, the Xuan Tie Epee had already slammed down.

The Great Monk Faen thought to himself, and the convenient crescent shovel in his hand weighed fifty-two pounds.

Although the long sword in this young man's hand was much thicker than the ordinary three-foot clear front.

But when it comes to weight, it must not be a match for your own convenient crescent shovel.

Therefore, the Great Monk Faen waved the convenient crescent shovel in his hand and faced the Xuantie epee.

"Dang!"

A deafening sound of gold and iron.

The Great Monk Faun only felt that his arm was trembling, and his mouth hurt.

Looking down, where his hands were in the mouth, blood had broken out.

Even the convenient crescent shovel in his hand was bent by this sword.

"How is this possible?"

The Great Monk Farn was secretly surprised in his heart.

Zhu Qingfeng's heart was also a little surprised, this bald donkey really has some strength!

The Xuan Iron Epee is made of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and the whole body is Xuan Iron.

Not only is it indestructible, but it is also extremely heavy, full of eight eight sixty-four pounds.

Moreover, Zhu Qingfeng has nine thousand catties of divine power.

Although the sword just now, it was just a casual blow from Zhu Qingfeng, and he did not exert his full strength.

But there is also a thousand pounds.

Under the double blessing of the weight of strength, the Great Monk Farn was able to take this blow, and he was obviously indeed a master.

It's just a pity that it was Zhu Qingfeng who fought him!

The next moment, the Great Monk Faen only felt a flash of darkness in front of him.

The Xuan Tie epee had swept over.

The Great Monk Farn tried to dodge again, but it was too late.

He had to hurriedly put the convenient crescent shovel that had been bent in his hand in front of him, hoping to be able to resist this sword.

"Dang!"

The Xuan Tie heavy sword slashed heavily on the convenient crescent shovel.

In a sound of gold and iron, the convenient crescent shovel in the hands of the monk Faen smashed fiercely on his body.

Suddenly smashed his brain, and thousands of peach blossoms bloomed.

Seeing the body of the Great Monk Faen falling to the ground, Fan Wencheng and his sons, as well as the butler of Fan Mansion, were all a little dumbfounded.

At this time, Zhu Qingfeng also looked at Fan Wencheng, the big traitor.

The corner of Fan Wencheng's mouth twitched, he knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to end well.

"Old bastard, now it's your turn!"

Zhu Qingfeng reached out and pulled out the pig-killing knife he had taken from the meat stall before.

To slaughter dog thieves and traitors such as Fan Wencheng, it is natural to use a pig-killing knife.

If you use a Xuantie epee, wouldn't you stain the sword?

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