Su Qingyu's bowing made everyone suddenly realize something.

As the saying goes, the Raptors are no more than the river. Feng Xiaochun swept across Jiangnan in this posture. I am afraid that the reason behind it will not be just a simple show of force.

With the status and prestige of the Su family, Su Qingyu has been in the position of Jiangnan boss for no more than ten years.

Does this sudden emergence of Feng Xiaochun mean that Jiangnan will change from now on?

This sinister and vicious "Plague Leopard" Yang Jiahao did not invite a master to fight for boxing? It was obvious that he hired an old man, the God of Plague!

There is a saying that it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God!

The boss and everyone couldn't help feeling the bleakness and sadness in their hearts.

Everyone witnessed the end of an old overlord and the rise of a new generation of overlords.

In terms of power, Feng Xiaochun represents the Nanyang Scythe Army and the National Strategy Society.

The Su family, which is far more powerful than the ones behind Su Qingyu, supported by Mr. Su Zhentian alone.

In terms of personal strength, Feng Xiaochun killed all sides in the ring and lost two masters in a row, which is enough to prove his strength.

"Master Feng is domineering, Master Feng is majestic!"

Yang Jiahao's heart trembled violently. He obviously realized what kind of person he invited back.

At this time, why don’t I immediately take advantage of this east wind and hold Master Feng’s thigh to rise?

Good birds choose trees to live in!

Su Qingyu used to be powerful and he was dependent on him. This was understandable, and he really had nothing to say.

But now, Feng Xiaochun's strong posture as a cross-river Raptor is the best in strength. He has no reason not to seize such a good opportunity to get ahead.

Feng Xiaochun nodded without comment. If he wanted to take over Jiangnan, he really needed to support a local puppet force as a foothold.

Yang Jiahao's surrender was a bit helpful to his plan.

His eyes swept across the platform, like a big shot of all parties sitting on pins and needles.

Wherever Feng Xiaochun's eyes swept, the bosses silently lowered their heads, not daring to look at them, and even more afraid to stand up and compete with them.

Even Xiao Yan, who is from the four major families in Yanjing, had to lower her head.

Although the four major families in Yanjing are famous, Feng Xiaochun is a lawless master.

No matter how famous you are, it is in Jiangnan, with high mountains and far away from the emperor. Once he feels unhappy, he suddenly starts to kill someone and then flies to Nanyang.

Can your four major families still give all their strength to go to Nanyang to chase him?

Besides, once he returns to Nanyang, it is not certain who is chasing whom. You must know that it is his home court!

Long Tengfei from the front door grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly, his face so gloomy that it could almost drip out of water, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

When he killed Zou Pingchuan, the old boy said before he died that someone would definitely avenge him.

Now, Feng Xiaochun is here, with the momentum of sweeping all irregular forces in Jiangnan!

How can Long Tengfei not tremble in his heart?

He was trembling, as if waiting for the final judgment.

But he was worried in vain. Feng Xiaochun's eyes flew directly over him without stopping at all, and it was no different from looking at an ant.

Feng Xiaochun knew that with Long Tengfei's ability, he could not even hurt a hair from his junior brother, let alone kill him.

It would be difficult to give him a dragon to fly for a hundred years.

Feng Xiaochun’s goal is naturally impossible to be a small character like Long Tengfei.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and walked slowly on the stage.

Immediately, everyone under the ring who didn't even dare to breathe, heard Feng Xiaochun's proud voice:

"My junior brother Zou Pingchuan died in Jiangcheng. According to the rules of the world, he is not as skilled as others, and he will die in vain if he dies.

However, he is the true disciple of my Nanyang National Art Society after all, and he is one of his favorite disciples of his master He Zhendong."

"If you kill him, you must give our Nanyang National Stewardship Society an explanation and a teacher an explanation!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and most of them had never heard of Zou Pingchuan's name.

"Who is this Zou Pingchuan?"

"It seems that Long Tengfei's former mortal enemy was destroyed by him and fled overseas. Unexpectedly, he hugged the Nanyang National Stewardship Society..."

If someone asks, naturally there will be people who know the inside story to answer.

After everyone learned about the grudge between Long Tengfei and Zou Pingchuan, they looked at Long Tengfei and couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy. Just ask for more blessings.

At the same time, they felt relieved.

Feng Xiaochun suddenly opened his eyes, and a splendid light burst out from his eyes, and he whistled with his internal strength:

"Master Ye, I know you're here, come out!"

"You kill my junior brother and insult my reputation in the master. Today I want you to pay your blood debts and blood!

"I, Feng Xiaochun, came from thousands of miles to learn your tricks! You haven't appeared quickly?"

The entire huge venue, even the entire village, became silent at this moment.

Feng Xiaochun contained the long whistle of internal strength, as if he had infinite penetration power, and could hear it clearly even if he was far apart.

Even on the lake, his voice caused ripples.

Seeing this scene, everyone had only one thought in their minds:

"Who is this Master Ye? How could he actually make a peerless master who has been so powerful overseas that he has not taken action for many years come to take revenge from thousands of miles?"

As soon as everyone had this idea, some people looked surprised, as if they had thought of something, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Is it possible that the Master Ye mentioned by Feng Xiaochun... is the Master Ye who was circulating in Jiangcheng some time ago?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, many people were shocked.

Some time ago, Master Ye was often named in the upper class circle of Jiangcheng.

However, not many people know about this person, and even fewer have seen it.

What's more, the Master Ye who was circulating wildly is famous for his Chinese paintings, and I have never heard of Master Ye as well as martial arts!

Even if Master Ye knows some martial arts, does he still have the courage to show up in the face of such a terrifying Feng Xiaochun?

Thinking of this, many people shook their heads and sighed secretly.

"Even if Master Ye was on the scene, he saw Feng Xiaochun's strength, he would have escaped a long time ago. How could he stay here and wait for death?

Unless he is really not afraid of death!”

"I didn't expect that the trouble caused by Master Ye was to be taken by the bosses of all the forces in Jiangnan."

After Feng Xiaochun finished speaking, he stood on the ring with his hands behind his back, motionless like a straight javelin.

One minute passed...Three minutes passed...

There was a dead silence below the stage.

Master Ye did not show up!

Long Tengfei's calves were trembling, and his heart was already filled with despair: "Has Ye Qiu escaped too?"

You know, if Ye Qiu doesn’t show up today, then the next person who dies will be Long Tengfei!

Even though I have been used to seeing other people's life and death, and have worked hard at the bottom for more than ten years, I can't help but feel infinite fear in my heart when I come to the critical moment of life and death.

After all, what he is used to is the death of others. It is his turn to say that he is not afraid, that is absolutely fake.

Who is not afraid of death? The martyrs are not afraid of death! Long Tengfei is not, Ye Qiu is not, everyone here is not, so they are afraid of death!

Especially these bigwigs from all walks of life in Jiangnan have countless forces and assets;

Drunk and lying on the beautiful knees, awaken your palms and half of the underground market. The days of drunkenness and dreaming are still long, who would want to die?

Just as the saying goes, the saddest thing in life is: when a person dies, his money is not spent.

Seeing this, Su Qingyu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

He had some expectations in his heart.

I hope that Master Ye, who is rumored, will really stand up at the forefront of this storm, fight against Feng Xiaochun and reverse the defeat of Jiangnan.

But now it seems that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

A few minutes passed, and Master Ye, who had seen his head but not his tail, still did not show up.

"Haha, Su Qingyu, Su Qingyu, how can you pin the future of Jiangnan on a person who may not exist at all?"

He couldn't help but feel a little self-mockery. All this might be his own wishful thinking!

I secretly blame myself for being too incompetent, otherwise, how could I put my hope on others?

The venue fell into silence again, leaving only Yang Jiahao's proud laughter.

At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner, a slightly thin figure slowly stood up from the seat:
To be continued...