The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

To everyone’s shock, Li Chengfeng didn’t care about it at all, patted Chen Fan’s shoulder and said, “Your kid is Chen Fan, yes, this girl, Xiao Qi, is talking about you in my ears. Up."

Li Chengfeng's words clearly had a sense of closeness, which made most of the people feel unusual.

Who is Li Chengfeng?

The name of the butcher is not just talking.

If it weren’t for the frightened leader of the Zhinu tribe who led Hu Benwei to kill, if he had not been disbanded and returned to the field for unknown reasons, and became the dean of the Royal Academy, the battle between Daxuanguo and Zhinu would not have ended in such an embarrassing situation.

In short, Li Chengfeng is a great man from any point of view, and one sentence is enough to make the entire Great Profound Kingdom shake three times.

Not to mention getting close or praised by this kind of population, even if Li Chengfeng can take a look at himself, it is a good thing that smokes from the ancestral grave.

But on the other hand, Fangyuan didn't show any abnormal behavior, and he rushed to Li Chengfeng, neither humble nor overbearing: "Senior is absurd, Chen Fan is just an ordinary person."

This sentence made Li Chengfeng a little surprised. You know, he has long been accustomed to ordinary people looking at him with fear or respect.

There are really not many people who are neither humble nor overbearing like Chen Fan, so I can't help but look up a bit again.

Then he turned his eyes and saw the spirit stone statue carved by Chen Fan. He looked at Xiao Qi who still had a sweet smile, as if he didn't care about the scene at all. He rolled his eyes and said nothing.

"Dare to ask Senior Li came to my Ximen Shifang today, what is the so-called?"

Simon interrupted in anger at the right time, saying that there was no way of arrogance in the words, just like a child waiting for reprimand.

"You are the Patriarch of Ximen. Li seems to have heard that Xiaoqi has offended you. How about I accompany you on her behalf?"

Li Chengfeng didn't even look at Ximen's anger, and looked at the decoration road of Shifang.

When Simon heard this angrily, he almost peeed his pants without being scared, and hurriedly bowed and said: "There is no such thing, Senior Li, you must have heard it wrong. Your Royal Highness is here, and my Simon's house is brilliant."

"Oh? Is that so?" Li Chengfeng found a cleaner-looking chair, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and wiped it carefully before sitting down and said: "Then you continue, I will Look, don't speak."

At the same time, ten tiger guards with bright armor also slowly stood behind Li Chengfeng, with the black spear in his hand slamming on the ground, making a muffled sound, making everyone feel their feet numb, and there was vibration. .

The cold sweat on Simon's angry face slid down. He knew that he might have kicked the iron plate at Simon's house today.

Looking up at Chen Fan, who was smiling but not smiling, Simon was so angry that he wanted to find a pillar and hit him to death here.

Now even if the fool comes, you can tell that Chen Fan arranged all of this behind the scenes.

And if it weren't for Simon's anger that he wanted to kill him, today, I'm afraid it would never happen.

He is still the leader of the big family in Xicheng, and he can still enjoy life in Xuanjing.

But now, everything is in Chen Fan's hands.

In other words, Chen Fan let him give birth to the Simon family, let him live, let him die, let him die!

Taking a look at Simon Yu who was shivering behind him, Simon was angry for the first time and began to wonder if it was his own son that caused such a terrifying trouble!

And if there is a regret medicine in this world, I am afraid that Ximen will be bankrupt in angrily.