Chapter 1730: The Sky 7

The scar man ignored Sun Shaojun's words, but still pinched his cigarette holder and lowered his head to smoke. He was arrogant and arrogant in his bones. He popped the cigarette butt out and slowly stepped towards Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng smiled indifferently and stared at the stiff cheek of the scar man. This face that would not show joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness had no human touch.

"Before the young master left, he had repeatedly prohibited me. Even if I poked a big hole in the sky, I could not attack someone without authorization before he came back." The scar man lowered his head slightly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Xiang Yufeng.

"I have always been curious about who the man who can make the young master look at him so much, or even be afraid of him." The scar man slowly raised his head and stared at Xiang Yufeng, "But no one wants to tell me that they seem to be afraid of him. I will go to trouble him, and I can do nothing except kill people. But even so, I still know the name of that man."

Xiang Yufeng smiled slightly, he took out two cigarettes from his arms and lit them together, and one of them threw them at the scar man: "I haven't seen you before, new?"

"Well, the young master saved my mother's life." The scar man took the cigarette and took a hard sip. The strong smell of tobacco made the scar man praise, "Good cigarette."

"The person surnamed Hua saved your mother's life, so you have to sell your life to him, right?"

"Good smoke, what a good smoke." The scar man took a sip again, staring at Xiang Yufeng with flickering eyes, "Not bad."

Xiang Yufeng shook his head and said, "What a pity, what a pity."

"What a pity. If I had met you earlier, I would have saved your mother, but I would never want your life, because that was an insult to a man and a strong man." Xiang Yufeng's words made the scarred man laugh. He looked at Xiang Yufeng, "I understand now a little, why, the young master doesn't let me approach you, why other people never talk about you in front of me."

"Oh, why?" Xiang Yufeng smoked a cigarette and narrowed his eyes.

The two of them looked like they were not even as opponents, but as if they were friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

But the two of them chatted enthusiastically, but they annoyed the ordinary Sun Shaojun: "Xu Zhonghao, I'll let you kill him, give it to me..."

With a snap, I didn't see how the scar man took action. In the eyes of everyone, the scar man, who was more than ten meters away from Sun Shaojun, just waved his palm, and the more than one hundred pounds of Sun Jun was thrown high like a shell, falling heavily, splashing a burst of dust.

Looking at Sun Shaojun, he looked like he had not moved for a long time, so he was afraid he would die or faint.

"Good skills." Others didn't see it, but Xiang Yufeng wouldn't be blind. Just as the force that was thrusting and swinging just now, a ray of energy directly swung towards Sun Shaojun. The most important thing was that under the Scar Man's lightly waved his palm, the air around his body actually rubbed slightly, which showed that the other party's skills.

"You should be from that world too." Xiang Yufeng said.

"Aren't you?" the scar man asked Xiang Yufeng.

Xiang Yufeng did not answer the question of Scar Man, but sighed again: "I want to ask your young master now what good luck he has left. He has collected several subordinates who made me jealous one after another. There is a He Yuntang in front and a you in the back. It's a pity."

"It's nothing but a pity. It's just a cheap life and a warrior."

"Why are you here?" Xiang Yufeng was a little confused. "Even if you are interested in me, I just returned to Beijing yesterday. Don't tell me that the Sun surname can invite you."

"Follow them?" A trace of disdain flashed in the scar's eyes, "It's just a canvas. If it weren't for you, my feet would never have stepped in..." The scar's man was silent for a moment, and said again, "Yun Tang's fingers were broken."

"I understand, are you here to avenge him?" Xiang Yufeng said.

"No, he will naturally solve his affairs. He has the ability. I'm here because you are here."

The scar man wiped out half of the cigarette butts left in his hand and put them in his clothes: "This is a rare good cigarette. I can't bear to smoke it all at once. After finishing my work, I will taste it carefully when I go back."

When Xiang Yufeng saw the Scar Man's move, his favorability towards him gradually increased a lot: "If you like it, go back and wait until I finish my work, I will give you two."

"That's good." The scar man accepted Xiang Yufeng's kindness bluntly. He pointed to the men and women on the playground and said, "They..."

"They have nothing to do with our world, and, here is a school, we are guests, they are the masters."

"That's true, it's all up to see who's bones are hard enough." Xiang Yufeng naturally understood the words of Scar Man. This is the school, and it is impossible to clear the playground a few times. Moreover, if the power is too shocking in front of the students here, it will definitely cause a huge wave.

Fortunately, neither Xiang Yufeng nor Scar Man wanted to kill the other party.

"What happened today has nothing to do with my son!"

"Don't worry, I'm the same as you, and I feel like hunting!" Xiang Yufeng smiled slightly, and the next moment, his fist had already been knocked out.

"Good come!" The scar man shouted excitedly, and a long fist collided with Xiang Yufeng.

Two blurry figures were leaping and jumping, and the sound of the wind brought by their fists was heart-warming. The dumb bystanders could not see the moves of the two, but they still had to widen their eyes and look at them for a moment. Driven by curiosity, people forgot the corpse under their feet and were still in danger.

Several fierce men holding daggers shook their bodies nervously, and the fear in their hearts could not be controlled by the sieve shaking. The short-haired young man was shocked. Unexpectedly, Xiang Yufeng, who was ruthless, could easily deal with his last trump card and slowly moved his foot to the position where Wu Wanning was.

Peng! The fists and feet collided violently for more than ten times, and the two men who fought for more than twenty moves took three steps, shrugged their shoulders, and smiled on their faces. It was rare to meet a master with strong strength, but it was even stronger when they met. This also inspired the surging fighting spirit. The arrogant laughter echoed in the playground. After a moment of looking at each other, the two were stuck together again.

Xiang Yufeng was moving quickly like a dead leaf floating in the wind, floating in a volatile way, and the endless killer moves were freely played. After a move, the strong wind brought out was whimpering, making a sound, and the dead grass and leaves on the ground flew up. This is the Shadow-Following Leg, one of the seventy-two unique skills of the whip legs. Xiang Yufeng interpreted this martial arts skill that few people in the world proficiently reached a perfect state, impeccable!
Chapter completed!