Warden of Heaven

Chapter 477 Please Uncle Master, Save the Beggars!
"Not weak!"

Chen Feng frowned, a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a master in the foundation building period! ! !

"Master, my master is here!"

At this moment, Zhao Feiyun shouted.

He hurriedly ran to the person in front, and saluted respectfully.

Swish!
Suddenly, a sharp gaze looked towards Chen Feng.

Like a sharp flash in the darkness!
Chen Feng's heart shook, and he felt an invisible force impacting his mind.

The eye of the sky opened instantly, and the light flashed away, instantly defeating that invisible force.

"what?"

The other party gave a light snort, obviously a little surprised.

"Humph!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly, showing displeasure on his face.

This person attacked himself when he came up. Although he was tempting, he obviously lacked etiquette.

Zhao Feiyun didn't know that Chen Feng had already had a secret confrontation with this person.

With a respectful face, he introduced to this person.

"Master, let me introduce you."

"This one is the master I mentioned to you, Mr. Hong's disciple."

"Little Kuanglong, Chen Feng!"

After speaking, Zhao Feiyun introduced to Chen Feng again.

"Master, this is our beggar gang, the current gang leader!"

"Six-fingered beggar, Mo Xuan!"

Mo Xuan? !
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party.

But I saw this Mo Xuan, in his 30s, of medium build, with a sharp face and piercing eyes.

The thick breath is released with the breath, as if there is infinite power in the body, giving people a strong sense of oppression!
Not much weaker than Ren Feiyang and Zhao Qingcang!
Absolute foundation building period!

"You, are you really Hong Lao's disciple?"

Suddenly, Mo Xuan looked at Chen Feng and asked indifferently.

There was obvious suspicion in his tone.

"Not bad!"

Chen Feng put his hands behind his back, raised his chin, put on an air of a master, and said calmly.

Pretending, anyway, it has been pretending for such a long time, it has fooled both Bai Hongjin and Zhao Feiyun.

Chen Feng doesn't mind, let's fool one more time.

Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes, took a deep look at Chen Feng, and said in a deep voice.

"How do you prove it?"

Chen Feng didn't even look at him, but frowned at Zhao Feiyun and said.

"Xiao Zhao, how do you and Mr. Hong discuss seniority?"

After hearing this, Zhao Feiyun hurriedly said.

"In terms of seniority, our leader calls Mr. Hong Master."

"Oh~" Chen Feng suddenly nodded.

Then he looked at Mo Xuan, showed loving eyes, and said with a smile.

"Little Mo."

"Then what should you call me?"

puff!
Mo Xuan staggered, and his head was covered with black lines.

Xiaomo?

How dare you call him that!

Looking at the entire martial arts world, whoever saw him would not be respectful and call Master Mo?

In the end, when it came to you, he became his little ink!

Zhao Feiyun was at the side, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and laughed.

"Master, I know."

"Our leader, we should call you uncle!"

puff!
Just as Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Feiyun was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Damn, can you die if you don't speak?
"Oh~" Chen Feng stood aside, showing a dazed expression.

Then, looking at Mo Xuan, he said with a smile.

"So it's Junior Nephew Mo."

"Your uncle and I have always been approachable, so you don't need to kowtow."

When Mo Xuan heard this, he covered his chest and felt his liver hurt.

Who the hell is going to kowtow to you!
Mo Xuan was really drunk, let's not talk about whether this old Hong's personal disciple is real or not.

But there is one thing he is very sure of now, this guy can really pretend, and he really owes it!

"I heard that you have obtained the true inheritance of Old Hong's Inch Fist."

"Mo, I want to learn something!"

Mo Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Chen Feng, his eyes turned cold, and he said coldly.

If this Chen Feng is really Hong's old disciple, then that's all.

If it is a fake, I will never let him go today.

Chen Feng raised his brows, and said with a smile on his hands behind his back.

"Nephew, why are you being polite to me?"

"If you want Master Uncle to give you some advice, just say it straight."

"It's not an outsider, what gift do you say you are giving!"

"If I don't accept it, it's like I don't give you face."

"Thank you!"

puff!
Who the hell gave a gift! ! !
You are sick!

Mo Xuan was frantic for a while, almost going crazy, he realized that he was just a dick.

No, I can't talk to this guy anymore.

Going on, he must be depressed!
"watch out!"

Mo Xuan stopped drinking, and his movement was like lightning, and he was in front of Chen Feng in an instant.

Afterwards, a punch was blasted out, and the wind howled, like a tiger coming out of a cage, and smashed towards Chen Feng with a force of destruction.

Chen Feng did not move, his hands were still behind his back, and his expression was calm.

Seeing Mo Xuan's fierce punch, he slightly shook his head.

"Little Mo, is it because the begging market is not good recently, and you haven't had enough?"

"Look, the child is so hungry that he doesn't even have the strength."

Chen Feng looked at Mo Xuan with a receptive expression.

puff!
Hearing this, Mo Xuan almost lost his temper, his face turned green with anger.

This punch of mine, even though he didn't use his full strength, could still cut stones and trees!
Even if it was a cow, if he was punched by himself, he would die on the spot.

Damn, you actually said I have no strength?
How can he die without pretending to force you!
"If you have the ability, catch my punch first!" Mo Xuan shouted.

However, as soon as Mo Xuan finished speaking, Chen Feng suddenly moved.

I saw Chen Feng raised his brows, and suddenly struck out, unexpectedly he came first and punched out.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Chen Feng's punch collided with Mo Xuan's fist hard.

hum!
Suddenly, there was an invisible storm between the two of them.

The huge counter-shock force, like a tide, swept towards the two of them.

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled up, and he didn't move, still standing there with his hands behind his back.

From beginning to end, it was as if it had never been shot.

As for Mo Xuan, his body shook violently and he almost couldn't stand still.

His eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at Chen Feng with a look of shock!
Nima, how is this possible!

Mo Xuan originally thought that Chen Feng would never be able to stop his punch, and would fall on his back.

Even, even thought out the words of sarcasm.

But I never expected that Chen Feng not only blocked it, but also looked effortless,
Instead, it was me, almost ashamed!
"Nephew, is our beggar gang so miserable?"

"Even you, the gang leader, will not be able to eat?"

"Oh, I don't have any strength at all, just like a bitch."

Chen Feng looked at Mo Xuan with great pity, shook his head and sighed.

puff!
Mo Xuan had black lines on his face and gritted his teeth.

"Stop gossiping there!"

"In my opinion, you are nothing more than that!"

"Really?" Chen Feng's mouth suddenly turned up, "Then, you can take care of it."

"Pour me over!"

Chen Feng snapped his fingers suddenly, and Mo Xuan raised his brows, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Before he understood what was going on, a huge force suddenly boiled from his body.

What the hell!

Mo Xuan turned pale with shock, and was directly knocked to the ground by this force.

Before he could stand up, there was another strong attack. Mo Xuan rolled and hit the corner of the wall before stopping.

In his eyes, he couldn't help but reveal indescribable shock!

"This is, Inch Fist!!!"

Swish!
Suddenly, Mo Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Feng, his eyes glowing wildly.

Then, he suddenly threw himself in front of Chen Feng, and hugged Chen Feng's thigh!
"Master!!!"

"You are really my uncle!"

What the hell!

Seeing this, Chen Feng's expression changed immediately, he folded his hands on his chest, and said anxiously.

"I said Xiaomo, we are hungry, we can't bite!"

"Master, I don't bite, but I have something to ask, Master!" Mo Xuan said to Chen Feng with an excited face.

"Farewell!" Upon hearing this, Chen Feng turned around and left.

What about him, the leader of the beggar gang? It’s fine if you don’t give gifts when you meet the uncle, but why should he do things for you?

What are you thinking!

Seeing that Chen Feng was about to leave, Mo Xuan suddenly panicked, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Uncle, the beggar gang is at stake!"

"Uncle, please save the beggar gang!"

(End of this chapter)