MTL - God-level Bodyguard in The City-Chapter 518 Feng Quan's extreme for thousand feet, human

Chapter 518: Feng Quan's Extreme Thousand Feet, Humanity

The old Feng family has been circulating for thousands of years, and after several generations of dynasties, from chaotic to prosperous times, they have either decayed or simmered, but never died.

This is not due to their martial arts excellence and strict family rules, but also because each generation of homeowners knows the principles of homeopathy and the perfect integration with the times, can it ensure that the Feng family can obtain the approval of those in power regardless of the dynasty. At least no one has ever thought about exhausting them completely.

That's why Feng Wanli is on a cliff, preferring to tear his face with his eldest son, but also to pass the position of the owner to Feng Quan.

Feng Qianchi has a unique talent, arrogant to the heroes from an early age, and indulged in the illusion of power. Unable to judge the world, this world likes to use force to harden it, and it doesn't understand what a curve is to save the country.

Feng Quan is different. He is naturally bullied. He knows the survival of the weaker than anyone else. He is curious and affectionate about everything in this world, and he has awe. Deeply understand that the days of fighting the sword with kung fu are over. He said it was not good. He knew better than anyone how to be a man with his tail.

Today, there are high-rise buildings everywhere, and aircraft cannons are used to fight. Today, the old Feng's family is not a weak person. What he needs is a homeowner who asks for everything.

Feng Qianchi is not convinced, I believe everyone will disagree, so Feng Quan must grow up to be stronger than anyone, and then I can tell everyone that even I am a human with a tail, do you dare to be a big tail wolf?

The battle between Feng Quan and Feng Qianchi determined whether the foundation of the old Feng family for thousands of years can be continued or perish at any time. Even if others only think that this is a dog biting a dog among brothers, at least Feng Quan and Shen Ming understand the true meaning of it.

"Koizumi, I haven't seen it in a few days, and my kung fu has grown! Even the 72-point cave lock can't hold you back, you are really a strong demon." Feng Qianchi did not hesitate to face this once-loved little brother Praise.

"..." Feng Quan looked at his brother without speaking, and walked towards Qi.

Feng Qianchi instinctively gestured for the start of the battle, but Feng Quan rubbed his body indifferently, came to the edge of Fujiji, and picked up the mobile phone that was lost by Feng Qianchi.

The video of the surveillance camera is still playing, but it is no longer the clip of how Feng Qianchi killed his father that night, but the process of Feng Wanli teaching Feng Quan every night.

"Old things, just let me go! I almost look like a dementia!" Feng Quan was lying on the desk, holding "Feng Family History" in his hands, begging for forgiveness, and beside him, watching The book has been set high by a lamp, and the family history on the other side is not as tall as one person.

"Stop! How can the Feng family lord look at his ancestors? His family history must be read. You must understand the past in order to lead the family to the future." Feng Wanli's severe teaching woke him up and continued reading.

Fast forward the video. When Feng Quan fell asleep again, Feng Wanli's pointer was suspended in midair and not beaten. Instead, he took off his coat and covered it on his back.

The last paragraph was recorded secretly by Feng Wanli in front of the camera. It was a flesh-and-blood confession that a tough-bodied man never made in his life. When I saw this video, I must be dead.

I know you haven't been easy in the past 16 years. Your elder brothers and sisters have always bullied you, and the instructors are especially harsh on you. A few aunts (Feng Wanli's wives) are also making things difficult for you. In fact, I see them all, and I know them.

Many times I can't help but want to help you to make a siege, but I can't help it, because I hope my son, Feng Wanli, will clenched his teeth at any time when he encounters any difficulties. I can help you for a while, but I ca n’t keep you forever.

When one day you have to face everything alone, then you will become extremely strong, like a rock in that mountain, without fear of blue thunder, like a peng in the sky, let the world fly.

I know that as a father, I am incompetent. I have not given you the same fatherly love as other children, and I have hardly been with you.

I know in your heart, I'm a bastard, a drunk who went to your mother and ended up being irresponsible.

But no matter how **** I am, I'm your father. This relationship does not change because of what we do or what we are about to do.

This is the bond that God has given us, and we keep cutting it with anything.

No matter what I do, for the sake of father and son, forgive me? I don't ask you to have nothing to do with me. At least after I die, I will come to my grave every year to put a scent of fragrance on my grave and talk to me about your happy and unpleasant trivia this day.

Of course, of course, don't forget to bring me a good pot of wine, and your father and I have no other hobbies, just like this cup of things.

Quaner, actually ... I really love you more than I love myself. "

"Masters say love or not ... Zhenji, look no further! Look no further!" Feng Quan said in a deep breath, turning off the video, and the tears in his eyes were full.

It's a pity that the **** wild kind of energy does not even let the tears hang on the face for a few minutes, all evaporated into steam and floated into the sky. That's okay. Maybe the father in heaven can feel his grief?

"Are you optimistic? I don't have so much time waiting for you to be sad." Feng Qianchi hated the feeling of ignoring disregard.

"Brother, my father said, we all have stumbling blocks. I understand this. Feng family, whether it is wild seed or orthodox, as long as the blood of the surname Feng is flowing in the body, it is a family. What are the obstacles that the family can't get around? If you make a mistake, beat and scold, and you will be punished. Do you really deny it?

The more difficult we are, the more we must unite. The internal fight cannot help Feng's family. It will only let us die in advance. Do n’t you want to watch our son-in-law and be displaced later, do you not know how great your ancestors were?

So, if you admit it wrong now, I forgive you, save your life, don't kill you. Who told you no matter how **** ... it's my **** brother. "Feng Quan smiled back.

"Wrong? I am the 19th generation of the orthodox master of the Feng family. Why is there anything wrong? Even if I am wrong, holding Feng Jiayin in my hands, who would dare to say that I am wrong?"

"Brother, you really are not ill, let me send you a ride, and let you go to the underworld to find your father to admit it in person." Feng Quan left the mobile phone, and the vastness of the wild energy made the mobile phone in the air. A piece of shreds scattered with the wind.

"Okay! Let me see your half-way monk's heir, how strong is it! Anti-Bawangquan!" Feng Qianchi shook his hand and inserted the Changqing sword into the rock of Fujiji with his whole body. With good luck, the fists seemed to be covered with black belching.

Feng Quan has just come forward, and put his palm flat on his chest and said quietly, "After seeing, he will die."

With a bang, like a blast, Feng Qianchi was directly hit and flew out. The thick, hot air blew across everyone's side.

Feng Qianchi's black claws grabbed the ground, and tore five five-meter-long traces in Fujita before stopping. Another moment disappeared, came to Feng Quan's body.

"You want to kill me, are you qualified?" Feng Qianchi's black-smeared palm grabbed Feng Quan's head, and banged on Fuji, and the impact force shocked the dragon's relief. After shattering, the huge stone platform shook like an earthquake, and the iron chains around it swayed together, and the spectators standing above were almost thrown away.

"Big brother's shot is too heavy, a little painful!" Feng Quan grabbed Feng Qianchi's wrist, turned around and flung it, and threw the big brother into the air at once, flying out three meters away.

Feng Quan grabbed a large piece of rubble around him, and hundreds of pounds of rubble fell like a shell. Feng Qianchi punched it into powder dust with one punch. When crushing the last one, Feng Quan's red body appeared behind him surrounded by dust.

With one stroke, the two boxers fell into a hammer, and Feng Qianchi was beaten back to the position where Feng Quan had just fallen, and the whole Fuji trembled even more.

Facing the rising dust, Feng Quan was caught by Feng Qianchi who had stood up before he landed.

"Dead to me! Death! Death!" Feng Qianchi punched and punched Feng Quan's chest with black energy running through his body, and then sprayed from behind Feng Quan, forming a mass of black Air waves are like continuous blasting.

"Do you think I don't want to die? Is that **** father entrusting me with the life of this guy, do I dare to die before you?" Feng Quan faltered when another fist came. Feng Qianchi's wrist forcibly strove in midair. A hammer was hit against Feng Qianchi's head, and the blood burst out more than 5 meters, and Qianchi flew out.

"Well, it's really painful." Feng Quan, who finally landed on the side, spit out a bit of blood, and the blood had turned into red steam before it landed.

"Enough, don't you say that there is a constant fetter between us?" Feng Qianchi said with half of the blood flowing down his forehead, and said cheekily, "Now, I will show you."

After that, the continuous flow of vitality was activated by Feng Qianchi, betting on what he learned throughout his life, and exhausting all the true elements. The ground cracked and decomposed naturally under Feng Qianchi's feet. Anti-gravity looks.

"You can cut off, probably only your own human nature?" Feng Quan sighed helplessly, and the red light around him also became more shining, the ground under his feet disintegrated, and the rubble floated up.

This is the extreme of qi, the most mysterious force in ancient martial arts. Perhaps as far back as a thousand years ago, those practitioners have found the way to become a god. Look at Feng Quan and Feng Qianchi now, where are people.

Shen Ming feels that he has a bit of a super Saiyan person using Dragon Ball, but compared to the two in front of them, they are Goku and Vegeta, and at best they are Kobayashi's level.

No need for section or weapon, they should be the ultimate expression of human ...