Disciple, you are invincible, go down the mountain and harm your fiancée.

"Let him go!"

A cold and angry voice suddenly came, with worry in his tone.

An old man walked out with several people behind him.

The old man looks senile and has a sharp temperament!

Looking at the corpses on the ground, his brows knitted together, especially when he saw the corpses of the two heaven-level experts, his body trembled obviously.

However, the old man quickly calmed down and came to Li Daofeng with a cold face.

"Young man! You are so bold, you dare to cause trouble in our Qintian Villa!" The old man's voice was full of anger.

Qin Hucheng!

Mr. Qin’s family!

The founder of the Qin family who built wealth with one hand! Regardless of his mind or means, he is a very extraordinary person.

"Grandpa...save me..."

Seeing Qin Hucheng, Qin Tianyou roared as if seeing a life-saving straw.

"Is Qintian Villa very powerful?" Li Daofeng said disdainfully.

"Let him go!" Qin Hucheng said again.

"Who do you think you are? Just let me go if you tell me! It was your grandson who provoked me first. He asked me to come here to kill me! Now that you are in my hands, let me go! Old thing, Are your eyes dimmed?"?

Li Daofeng looked at Qin Hucheng with disdain and cursed coldly without any courtesy.

"You... what did you say?"

Qin Hucheng may have never been scolded like this in his life. This old man's voice immediately made his face darken.

Although the Qin family cannot compare with those super powerful people, in Qin City, no matter who comes, they will give the Qin family three cents less. No one has ever dared to be so rude to him like Li Daofeng.

"Get lost! Otherwise I'll kill you too!"

"Ha! Okay! I haven't seen such an arrogant person for a long time!" Qin Hucheng laughed angrily, and then said to the old man behind him:

"Old Gao! I'm sorry to trouble you! If you destroy him, don't kill him, so that you can give that person an explanation!"

"Small idea!"

Behind Qin Hucheng, an old man who had closed his eyes since he came in opened his eyes and said expressionlessly.

That nonchalant voice was like Li Daofeng, in his eyes, was just a little ant that he could kill with just one little finger.

The old man came to Li Daofeng step by step, glanced at Li Daofeng and said: "Kid! Let Master Qin go, I will give you a happy life!"

Li Daofeng glanced at him sideways, and then said: "Zong-level warrior!"

"Now that you know, you should be smarter! Don't think that just because you can kill a few Tianji warriors, you can do whatever you want. Tell your kid, the water in this world is very deep and you can't control it!" the old man joked.

"Ha! In the words of my eighth senior sister, the sect level is just a bigger piece of trash. You really think you are a misplaced treasure! Trash!"

"Seeking death..." The old man was furious and took action directly.

But before he could move, Li Daofeng was in front of him without knowing when, and by the time he reacted, Li Daofeng had already pinched his neck.

A clan-level warrior is now like a chicken, being pinched by the neck and lifted in the air.

"I told my senior sister! I can kill a sect-level warrior with two moves, not just one, so you are lucky! You can live for a little longer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his fingers, and with a click, the still confused Zong-level warrior's neck was strangled.

Until his death, he still didn't understand why he was pinched by Li Daofeng. The true energy in his body could no longer be mobilized, and he seemed to have become a cripple in an instant.

The whole process was too fast. From the time when the old man was showing off to being thrown to the ground by Li Daofeng, it only took a few breaths. It was so fast that no one in the field could react.

All of them opened their eyes wide and looked at the powerful clan-level men who died peacefully on the ground. They couldn't help but suck in the cold air and couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

This guy is a clan-level powerhouse, a figure on the ceiling of warriors!

It's not a chicken or a puppy. You can crush it to death if you say it. This is too scary.

Almost everyone, including Qin Hucheng, was shocked and looked at Li Daofeng in horror! My scalp feels numb.

His face was no longer as calm, calm and arrogant as before, and there was a look of panic and fear on his old face.

Zong level warrior!

In their eyes, they are like gods, invulnerable! Extremely powerful!

Now that this god-like figure has been crushed to death, they find it difficult to accept it.

After a long time, Qin Hucheng swallowed his saliva and said:

"Young man! You must be spared and spared. You killed the Jiang family in Wancheng and the Northwest Marquis. You are already in endless trouble! Do you still want to offend my Qin family? Are you really Aren’t you afraid of death?”

"Let go of my grandson! Leave now. How about I pretend that nothing happened?"

Qin Hucheng was really scared. He couldn't imagine how terrifying a person who could crush a master at the clan level was.

He only knew that it would not be easy for a clan-level warrior to destroy the Qin family.

"Haha! You're scared, but you're still threatening me!" Li Daofeng joked.

"But it's not impossible to let him go! As long as you tell me, whose idea was it to bring me here this time! Who is the person behind you?"

Hearing this, Qin Hucheng's face changed drastically, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "You are wrong, there is no such person at all! It was my grandson's intention to guide you here!"

This bad old man bought his grandson like this.

But Li Daofeng didn't believe his lies at all. The Qin family might not dare to provoke him.

"It seems that you are not sincere, so! That's so embarrassing!"

Li Daofeng suddenly smiled, raised his foot and stepped on Qin Tianyou's right hand with force.

"Ah..." Qin Tianyou was suddenly in pain.

The sound of bones being crushed sounded so harsh.

"Ah...Grandpa! Save me...It hurts me so much...Grandpa, my hand..." Qin Tianyou's face turned pale in pain and he broke out in a cold sweat.

They say that fingers connect to the heart, and the pain was really unbearable for him.

"You... stop it! You little beast! Stop it! I'll kill you!" Seeing his grandson being treated like this, Qin Hucheng couldn't bear it anymore. He took out a pistol from his arms and fired at Li Daofeng.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were several dull gunshots and bullets flew out.

Li Daofeng had lost patience with Qin Hucheng. He stretched out his hand to catch the flying bullets, then flicked them away and returned all the bullets intact.

"Pfft!"

After a few sounds, Qin Hucheng, who looked angry, suddenly widened his eyes! The pistol in his hand also fell to the ground.

On his forehead, there were several bloody holes as big as thumbs, and blood kept spraying out!

Obviously, the bullet thrown by Li Daofeng had hit Qin Hucheng's head at this moment.