Zhao Feiyun's eyes were filled with anger and stared at Chen Feng so angry that his face turned green.

This kid is so hateful!

Didn’t you hear the people around you, how respectful and aweful you are for yourself after knowing your identity?

After hearing this, it would be fine if you didn’t kneel down and lick it, but you even said that you were not worthy of knowing your teacher?

He is so arrogant that he does not know that the sky is high and the earth is rich.

"Boy, do you know the consequences of angering me!"

Zhao Feiyun gritted his teeth, looked dark and said angrily towards Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng heard this, he was stunned and said with surprise.

"I didn't mess with you, why do you know?"

puff!

Damn!

Zhao Feiyun was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and her face was twisted.

Talking to this kid is really so angry!

In front of so many people, he said twice that he was not worthy of knowing his master's teachings. This was simply a slap in the face.

As a result, now, I pretended to be innocent again, which was so owed.

“Very good, very good!”

Zhao Feiyun smiled anxiously, nodded slowly, looked at Chen Feng's eyes, and almost spit out fire.

"I won't waste this saliva from you. Since you say you are a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, let's take out the evidence!"

"Otherwise, I will represent the Beggars' Sect to punish you for pretending!"

Zhao Feiyun shouted with a sudden shout, and his murderous aura instantly locked Chen Feng's aura.

He was so angry that his lungs were almost blown up. If Chen Feng couldn't say a word, he would definitely pay a heavy price.

When Chen Feng heard this, he shrugged and said innocently.

"My evidence is my master."

"Who is your master?" Zhao Feiyun asked.

Chen Feng glanced at him strangely and said in surprise.

"You are not smart enough, right?"

"I've said it twice. You don't deserve to know who my master is."

puff!

Damn!

Zhao Feiyun is crazy.

He went around and went back again, which was so irritating!

"Since you don't say it, you're pretending to be a disciple of my Beggars' Sect!"

"Today, I will make you look good!"

After Zhao Feiyun finished speaking, a breath burst out and suddenly made a move, punching Chen Feng.

"presumptuous!"

"A little three-generation disciple dares to commit crimes!"

"Don't you even understand the minimum level of rank?"

Chen Feng scolded, and as he watched Zhao Feiyun attack with his punch, he did not dodge or dodge, and the folded wave fist hit him out!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the fists of the two people immediately collided, stirring up a strong wind!

Dingdeng!

Chen Feng's silk was not moved, but Zhao Feiyun was shocked and took three steps in a row before he could stand firm.

He looked up suddenly, his eyes filled with horror.

Obviously, he never dreamed that Chen Feng's strength was so powerful.

One punch can actually knock him back!

Although Zhao Feiyun did not use all his strength in this punch, looking at the young generation in the martial arts world, there are definitely not many people who can repel it.

He underestimated Chen Feng!

Just as Zhao Feiyun was shocked, a sudden burst of darkness suddenly came out of his body.

"not good!"

Zhao Feiyun was shocked and was unstable, so he took three steps back again.

Before he could stand well, the secret force came again, shocking Zhao Feiyun to retreat three or five steps before completely dissipating.

Zhao Feiyun only felt that the blood and blood rolled in a burst, and almost vomited blood, and his face became ugly in an instant.

"Cun Fist!!!"

"It's Cun Fist!!!"

An extremely shocking voice exploded wildly in Zhao Feiyun's mind.

Zhao Feiyun was shocked.

At this moment, Chen Feng was carrying his hands on his back, looking at Zhao Feiyun coldly, and said proudly.

"This is just a small punishment!"

"If you dare to be inferior, you will definitely make you look good!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Zhao Feiyun was shocked all over, and a deep shock suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Only then did I notice what Chen Feng said.

What did he call himself just now, a small three-generation disciple?

Also, if you say that you are inferior and you don’t know the superiority?

And what he used was Cun Fist!

Could it be...

Zhao Feiyun's head buzzed, and suddenly he thought of a possibility that made him stunned and stupid.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and secretly glanced at Zhao Feiyun, feeling secretly amused in his heart.

Your uncle makes you want to expose your brother's identity fabricated.

You can show off, then your brother can pretend more than you.

You are a disciple of the third generation, and your brother pretends to be your elders, and you are still showing off.

Zhao Feiyun was in a daze at this moment. After a long time, he woke up and looked at Chen Feng again, with a look of awe suddenly appearing in his eyes.

"I dare to ask, is the respectful teacher surnamed Hong?" Zhao Feiyun asked tentatively.

Chen Feng was stunned, but he was worried that he would not know whose disciple he was pretending to be.

Now, Zhao Feiyun took the initiative to say one thing, how could Chen Feng not be able to do anything?

With a narrowed look, Chen Feng raised his chin and snorted coldly.

"It seems that you are not that stupid either."

"Yes, it's him!"

When Zhao Feiyun heard this, his mind suddenly turned blank and he couldn't even say anything shocked.

A huge wave surged in my heart, and my whole body couldn't help it and trembled.

It’s Mr. Hong’s disciple, he actually is Mr. Hong’s disciple!!!

You can't be wrong, you can definitely not be wrong!

Cunquan is Mr. Hong’s exclusive skill, which has been powerful for decades.

This person named Chen Feng would definitely not have been able to do it if he had not obtained the true teachings of Mr. Hong.

No wonder he kept saying, I don’t deserve to know his master’s name.

He also said that I was wronged. Now it seems that it is not because others are making trouble, but because I am really unworthy!

Who would have thought that he was the master, and he was the number one master of the Beggars' Sect, and the dragon was not in sight!

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyun hurried forward and worshiped Chen Feng with a guilty look on his face.

"The disciple Zhao Feiyun, I don't know if it was the master in front of him."
To be continued...