During these days, Yuan Nupeng would go to the execution hall every day, waved his long whip, and blew the disciples of the Sun Mansion to the point of being covered in flesh and blood. Then he went to Fuman Tower for dinner. Every time he arrived at Fuman Tower, it was already the time when the sun set.

Today is no exception.

No one who followed Yuan Nupeng felt strange. They all understood that Yuan Nupeng would develop this habit because of a person - Feng Wuhen.

Yuan Nupeng is a person who is prone to hatred. When hatred accumulates, he will go crazy. He must vent his anger properly to maintain his rationality, so he has this strange habit of this period.

Everyone knows that this is a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Of course, Yuan Nupeng himself also knows that there is only one way to cure the root cause - kill Feng Wuhen.

But during these days, the Twelve Feipeng Gangs and the Sun Mansion were preparing for the final decisive battle, so naturally they could not act rashly, but to kill Feng Wuhen, which would naturally become a fantasy.

Yuan Nupeng hopes that the decisive battle will come sooner, because only in this way can he kill Feng Wuhen with his own hands.

Yuan Nupeng wanted to kill Feng Wuhen for two reasons.

First, Feng Wuhen destroyed their plan to attack Huanglong and prevent him from making great contributions. This was a great revenge for Yuan Nupeng, and he had to kill Feng Wuhen. Second, Zhao Tongpeng and the Twelve Feipeng who were seated by King Wan Peng were different. Zhao Tongpeng was Yuan Nupeng's best friend in the Twelve Feipeng's gang. The two had a life-long friendship. Zhao Tongpeng died tragically at the hands of Feng Wuhen. Of course, he had to avenge this revenge.

Yuan Nupeng swore that as long as Feng Wuhen is caught, Feng Wuhen will be cut into pieces and die without a place to die.

But now, Yuan Nupeng knew that he could only wait - when King Wan Peng launched a decisive battle against Sun's mansion, only in this way would he have the chance to kill Feng Wuhen.

However, everything is unexpected.

As soon as Yuan Nupeng entered the Fuman Tower, his body stiffened, and his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets because he saw something incredible or even impossible - Feng Wuhen appeared.

Yuan Nupeng only saw Feng Wuhen's side when Feng Wuhen was escaping. But some people were enough to be unforgettable forever. Feng Wuhen is such a person.

Yuan Nupeng was very sure that the person who was eating and drinking near the window in the lobby was Feng Wuhen.

But why did Feng Wuhen appear in the territory of the Twelve Feipeng Gang and appear in a noble way?

The four great men came with Yuan Nupeng and noticed something was wrong with Yuan Nupeng. They looked over Yuan Nupeng's gaze. Each of them emitted a terrible murderous aura. Among them, they had their hands holding weapons.

They had never seen Feng Wuhen, nor could they see any threats to others, but they understood that people who could make Yuan Nupeng's expression change drastically are naturally not easy to mess with.

However, they didn't think anyone dared to do it on their own territory. The next second, they would surround them.

Yuan Nupeng ordered to stop.

He knew very well that if that person was Feng Wuhen, the four men would be no different from dying.

The next second, Yuan Nupeng's pupils shrank sharply, Feng Wuhen looked up at him, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

For some reason, Yuan Nupeng, who was determined to take revenge, suddenly felt a suffocating feeling at this moment, and even felt the urge to escape.

Then he saw Feng Wuhen standing up and walking towards him.

When everyone saw Yuan Nupeng coming, they had already thought of leaving. There were not many people here who did not recognize Yuan Nupeng, and not many people who dared to provoke Yuan Nupeng, and no one wanted to cause trouble.

At this moment, more people want to leave.

They have felt the arrival of death.

When Feng Wuhen walked towards Yuan Nupeng, the guests in the lobby had already left.

Feng Wuhen stopped seven feet away from Yuan Nupeng, ignored Yuan Nupeng and others' alert as if they were facing a great enemy, raised his head and drank a glass of wine in his hand, and then said: "You are finally here."

Yuan Nupeng was one of the twelve flying pens of King Wan Peng after all. He had completely calmed down. Although he was still quite afraid of Feng Wuhen, his aura was not inferior to Feng Wuhen at all.

Yuan Nupeng's mouth curled a cruel look and said coldly: "You are here to come from the rogue." As soon as he finished speaking, nearly twenty good players rushed out of the second, third and doors, including six archers.

Just from their aura and outfit, it can be seen that they are definitely not easy to mess with.

Of course, Yuan Nupeng didn't know that Feng Wuhen was coming, and these people were not prepared for Feng Wuhen. In fact, Yuan Nupeng has always attached great importance to his life, so even when drinking and eating, he would definitely arrange his staff in advance. These people were the staff he arranged in advance.

The enemy is small and the enemy is small.

At this moment, Yuan Nupeng not only did not feel as if he was sure to win, but even felt uneasy. If he knew that Feng Wuhen would come, he would not just arrange such a few people.

Feng Wuhen didn't even look at those people, but just looked at Yuan Nupeng and smiled and said, "Of course I didn't come to the trap. I just wanted you to do something for me."

Yuan Nupeng sneered: "Do you think you are qualified to let me do your business?"

Everyone also sneered, with ridicule and disdain in their eyes.

They had never seen Feng Wuhen's ability, and did not know how terrible Feng Wuhen was. They thought that Feng Wuhen was already a fish in the net and a turtle in the jar, so they naturally did not care about Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen looked calm and had no change. He said lightly: "I have always been a very fair person. Please help me with this matter and I will give you something."

Yuan Nupeng said in a deep voice: "What should I give?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Your life."

Yuan Nupeng smiled angrily and said, "You mean that as long as I don't help you, you will kill me?"

"Yes." Feng Wuhen said lightly: "You can understand this way."

Yuan Nupeng laughed up on his back, his voice resounding all around him.

The next second he issued an order.

"kill!"

The subordinates could not wait to teach the arrogant and ignorant boy in front of him, wanting to show off in front of Yuan Nupeng.

As soon as Yuan Nupeng finished speaking, he rushed towards Feng Wuhen with one sword and one shot. But when their sticks fell, Feng Wuhen actually rushed behind them.

The other two subordinates who followed Yuan Nupeng also rushed towards Feng Wuhen.

One of them was carrying a mace of more than 30 kilograms, and the other was using a copper hammer. They were all extremely heavy weapons. As long as they were hit by them, they would be seriously injured even if they did not die.

It’s a pity that although their strength is not small, they are not moving fast, and they respond on the spot as slow as an old turtle in Feng Wuhen’s eyes.

A blue light flashed.

The sword is sheathed out.

‘Dangdang’

The two of them were like a big river cracking, falling out from left to right, and Feng Wuhen walked towards Yuan Nupeng very calmly from the two.

Although Yuan Nupeng's expression remained unchanged, he was shocked. These four subordinates were all carefully trained by him and were considered first-class experts. Although he knew that these four people were definitely not Feng Wuhen's opponents, he did not expect that they were not Feng Wuhen's one-union enemy.

At this moment, how dare you fight Feng Wuhen and retreat like a flash.

‘Shit’

Six archers on the second and third floors took their bows and shot sharp arrows.

Their skillful techniques are very accurate. What's more amazing is that two of them can actually shoot two or three arrows at the same time.

In an instant, eleven arrows shot towards Feng Wuhen from all directions.

Then came a good man who came from all directions like a tornado.

It can be said that as long as Feng Wuhen can't take Yuan Nupeng down at the first time, he would never encounter a hair of Yuan Nupeng again.

Yuan Nupeng knew better than anyone else and retreated to the gate as quickly as possible.

At this moment, he was even thinking about how to send troops to surround Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen certainly knew that he suddenly accelerated and his pace was exerted, like a rush, coming towards Yuan Angry. The speed was so fast that it was really terrifying.

Yuan Nupeng was even more scattered, and the distance between the two was closer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There were many good archers among the archers, some of whom predicted that Feng Wuhen would pounce towards Yuan Nupeng, but they were aiming at the route Feng Wuhen was rushing.

Three arrows were on the route where Feng Wuhen pounced on Yuan Nupeng. Lightning fell and Feng Wuhen was about to kill him on the spot.

Three arrows hit Feng Wuhen’s back, left waist, and neck.

For Yuan Nupeng, this was simply timely rain.

Yuan Nupeng is only two steps away from rushing out of the gate. At that time, the sky will naturally be high and the birds will fly, and the sea will be wide and the fish will leap.

Yuan Nupeng stimulated his potential and rushed out of the door.

Feng Wuhen's speed was faster and he rushed towards Yuan Nupeng at a faster speed. At the same time, the unsheathed sword turned into a green light and swept the falling arrows. Although some speed was lost in the middle, due to the speed increase, it did not distance itself from Yuan Nupeng. The other good players could not catch up with Feng Wuhen.

At this time, it turned into a decisive battle between Feng Wuhen and Yuan Nupeng.

As soon as Yuan Nupeng rushed out of the door, he found that Feng Wuhen had rushed over.

Yuan Nupeng once again went from great joy to great sorrow, from heaven to hell.

Yuan Nupeng calmed down, and a cold light flashed, and the long sword slashed towards Feng Wuhen like lightning.

"clang"

A flash of green light.

The sword sheath broke through the air and knocked out the long sword. The cold light suddenly appeared at the same time, and the finger of the master who had already been incompetent in the next second was Yuan Nupeng's throat.

Yuan Nupeng saw the sword stabbing and immediately wanted to dodge, but the sword had already appeared in his throat.

Yuan Nupeng's body stiffened.

Knowing this time, he finally understood that Feng Wuhen’s martial arts were definitely not something he could compete with.

Feng Wuhen pointed his sword at Yuan Nupeng and said calmly: "What if one thing changes one life?"

Feng Wuhen proposed the transaction just now. But no one took it as a joke at this moment, because Feng Wuhen grasped Yuan Nupeng's.

Yuan Nupeng's face turned pale, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were full of anger, but what choice did he have at this moment?

I am a fisherman.

He has no choice.
Chapter completed!