Chapter 811, Ji Shihua, shattered to pieces!

Bang!

After a long time, Lu Nanfeng's towering figure in the eyes of countless people finally fell to the cold floor like a mountain collapsing.

The entire Nightingale Villa was suddenly so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Eyes came together one after another, and finally focused on Lu Nanfeng's bleeding body. They all looked pale and couldn't recover for a long time.

Is this true?

Is this true?

Lu Nanfeng, a top martial arts master, the second generation elder of the Lu family, a powerful man, died like this?

Moreover, it seems that he still died under the boxing technique that he was most proud of?

Was it Qin Feng who killed him?

Seeing Lu Nanfeng's eyes wide open and the horrified look on his face before his death, others seemed to feel that he couldn't believe it until the moment he died.

When he died, he still couldn't understand how lethal the Kongling Fist was. The Kongling Fist he had practiced hard for thirty years was so vulnerable to Qin Feng...

In deathly silence.

Lu Lingtian, who was slumped in the ruins, looked at Lu Nanfeng's cold body and muttered: "No, this is impossible, this is impossible!

Father, Father! Stand up, stand up!

Qin Feng is just a crazy kid, he cannot be your opponent, get up quickly and kill him, get up quickly and kill him!"

Lu Lingtian seemed to be living in a dream.

This is a sign of collapse.

Lu Nanfeng is dead.

No matter how much he screamed, it would be impossible to get up again.

The wind suddenly rose.

Qin Feng appeared in front of Lu Lingtian and looked down at him calmly.

Lu Lingtian's whole body shivered and he felt cold all over his body. Although he was still alive, he felt that his body was already colder than a dead person.

Lu Lingtian raised his head with difficulty, stared at Qin Feng with scarlet eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Qin Feng, you are dead, you killed my father, you killed the second generation elder of the Lu family, you will definitely die!"

"Whether it's me dying or the Lu family being destroyed, you can't even see it."

Qin Feng glanced at Lu Lingtian lightly, raised his toes, and a stone from the ruins rose into the air.

puff!

Lu Lingtian's body trembled, and his head was pierced by a stone on the spot. He opened his eyes in horror and slowly fell backwards. His death appearance was exactly the same as that of Qiu Chen before.

Lu Lingtian, die!

The already terrifying and lifeless atmosphere became even more dull and depressing as Lu Lingtian fell. Everyone who was depressed could hardly find any air.

Countless people felt their hearts thumping loudly, and were involuntarily raised to their throats. They stared at Qin Feng with fear and uneasiness on their faces, not daring to relax or make any sound.

This is Death, Death!

As long as he thinks about it, no one here can survive today.

absolute!

He dared to kill the Lu family, Lu Nanfeng and his son so neatly. Looking at the hundreds of people present, who else could he not dare to kill?

I'm afraid he would even dare to destroy their whole family!

As for Ji Shihua, his mood had already collapsed at this time. His face was dull, and he witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Qin Feng killing Lu Nanfeng, and then killing Lu Lingtian.

Ruthless and decisive in killing!

Ji Shihua knew that Lu Nanfeng and his son were dead, but he did not want to accept this reality and could not accept it, because he knew very well how important Lu Nanfeng and his son were to him at today's engagement banquet.

Once these two people die, who else can stop Qin Feng's butcher knife?

Qin Feng wants to kill him now, just like picking something out of a bag!

Ji Shihua has never felt that the God of Death was so close. He felt that the God of Death had already come to his back. The cold sickle was placed on his neck. With just one cut, he would go to hell.

The extreme coldness made him lose control. The white trousers began to permeate from the crotch, and gradually became dyed light yellow, exuding a disgusting smell of urine.

In this world, no one is afraid of death, and Ji Shihua is no exception.

Suddenly, Ji Shihua's pupils tightened.

Because Qin Feng walked towards him.

That harmless face looked so shocking and terrifying right now.

Ji Shihua's lips trembled slightly, forcing himself to remain calm, but he still couldn't control the trembling of his tongue: "Qin Feng, you, you, you... calm down, you have already killed the second generation elder of the Lu family and the martial arts genius of the Lu family.

, if you kill me again, you will definitely die ugly in the end.

Give me a chance. As long as you let me live today, I promise that I will intercede for you and the Lu family. My Ji family is willing to pay three times as much as the sacrifice, and beg the Lu family to let you go.

Oh, yes, my marriage to Qiu Mengdie is really dissolved now. This is not just talk. I can swear to God, and I can write down the oath in public.

In this life, I will never think about her in the slightest again. After today, my Ji family will never think about you in the slightest.

From now on, how about you and I not crossing the river?"

After finishing his words, Ji Shihua stared at Qin Feng, his constricted pupils dilated and retracted, and his pale face twitched again and again.

Ji Shihua kept swallowing his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was extremely miserable.

Under Ji Shihua's gaze, Qin Feng squinted his eyes and smiled.

Ji Shihua was shocked.

Qin Feng smiled and said: "I told you, if you don't want to accept the big bell I brought today, you have to accept it!"

After saying that, Qin Feng walked to the big bronze bell.

Ji Shihua shouted: "Qin Feng, how dare you!"

Poof!

A big palm fell on the big bronze bell, and the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded. The big bell, which weighed over a thousand kilograms, rose directly into the sky, like a big mountain, and rushed towards Ji Shihua.

Bang!

The big bronze bell was helpless all the way, carrying Ji Shihua's body directly, rushing dozens of meters along the way, and finally smashed another wall.

The entire Nightingale Villa seemed to be shocked by this.

The walls were shattered, and Ji Shihua, caught in the middle, was just a mortal.

The bright red blood slowly flowed out along the lower edge of the bronze bell, dyeing an area several meters in radius red.

Ji Shihua was shattered to pieces!

Lu Nanfeng and his son died suddenly.

There were also hundreds of masters from the Ji family, either dead or injured, and their blood was everywhere.

The strong smell of blood completely filled every corner of Nightingale Villa tonight, and got into the breath of everyone present tonight.

Thriller.

nausea.

fear!

Hundreds of eyes, without exception, focused on Qin Feng.

Compared to when Qin Feng first came, the ridicule, disdain, and contempt were all gone, replaced by a consistent fear.

The fear originating from the depths of the soul, the most real fear in the world!

For a long time, not even a sound of breathing could be found in the messy hall. Everyone's breath-holding skills seemed to have broken through to a new level.

Under the butcher's knife, corpses litter the fields!
Chapter completed!