That's a sword!

A sharp sword!

A cold light flashed, stabbing Yang Panpan's throat!

If you stab a sword, you will definitely die!

The sword was too fast.

Everyone had no time to react.

ah!

Ye Mengyan screamed in surprise.

Then he turned around and hugged Yang Panpan in his arms.

call out!

A afterimage passed by.

Yang Feng flew out.

A punch hit him.

boom!

A huge roar.

The whole air seemed to be blown up.

Dare to assassinate your daughter, you cannot forgive me!

At this time, the murderous aura emitted by Yang Feng's whole body was as real.

His eyes were blood-red, and behind him was a scene of corpses and blood.

When the man in white saw this, his face suddenly changed.

In desperation, the sharp sword in his hand stabbed Yang Feng.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The sword breaks inch by inch.

Yang Feng's fist momentum remains unabated.

It hit the man in white directly.

He flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

puff!

A mouthful of blood was spit out from the air.

It fell like blood rain.

Rumble!

Then he bumped into the wall.

It directly knocked the wall down.

The whole person was buried in gravel.

Click!

at the same time.

All the lights are on.

ah!

ah!

ah!

At this time, everyone reacted.

The screams and shouts sounded in one circle.

Everyone ran away in scattered!

In the blink of an eye.

The birthday party scene became empty.

Yang Feng turned his head to Ye Mengyan and said, "Take your daughter away!"

Ye Mengyan didn't dare to hesitate, hugged Yang Panpan and left quickly.

It was too dangerous just now.

Only a little bit short.

The sharp sword pierced Yang Panpan's throat.

He didn't want his daughter to see a bloody scene.

call out!

call out!

call out!

at the same time.

Figures flew over.

"I'm late, and I deserve to die!"

Baihu and others knelt on the ground, their faces pale, and sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Yang Panpan was almost assassinated just now.

If something really happens.

Then all of them are not to be jealous of death.

Yang Feng ignored Baihu and others and walked towards the man in white step by step.

Baihu and others lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

Ahem!

The man in white crawled out of the pile of gravels.

His body was covered in blood, looking shocking.

Yang Feng's punch just now broke all the ribs on his chest.

He looked at Yang Feng with a look of horror.

"Who are you? How could you have such terrifying strength?"

The man in white was frightened.

He is already a master in the mid-stage Huajin.

But in front of Yang Feng, it was vulnerable and was blown away with one punch.

At this time, he was seriously injured and had no power to fight again.

Seeing Yang Feng coming step by step.

The man in white turned pale.

Yang Feng walked over and asked in a cold tone: "Who sent you to kill my daughter!"

Hearing this.

The man in white remained silent.

Yang Feng reached out and grabbed the man in white, grabbed his neck, and said with a cold face: "Do you think if you don't say it, I can't do anything to you?"

The man in white turned red.

He felt like he was about to suffocate.

A sense of fear of death arose.

"Let me go..."

The man in white struggled.

Yang Feng stared at him with his eyes tightly and said, "Say or not?"

After saying that, his fingers pressed slightly.

Suddenly, the man in white could no longer breathe.

"I said! I said!"
To be continued...