Dominant War God

Just as Chen Shaofeng was about to kill him, a shadow rushed up from the first floor.    

This person was a middle-aged man, and he wasn't particularly old. He appeared to be around forty years old, and could be considered as someone who had just stepped into the ranks of the middle-aged men.    

When the voice was heard, he was still on the stairs. When Chen Shaofeng was still in a daze, he had already arrived at the private room.    

As soon as he arrived, the young man seemed to grab onto something as if he was trying to save his life. He immediately ran over to grab the middle-aged man's clothes and shouted angrily: "Uncle Ying! Kill him! Kill him! "    

Hearing his words, Uncle Ying did not attack him from the start. He only frowned as he looked at the young man's miserable appearance, and then said to Chen Shaofeng: "Sir! This matter shall end here! How about we each take a step back? "    

Chen Shaofeng was not willing to do anything in the first place, since the other party had already said so, there was no need for him to continue fighting. After all, he had already killed two people, and whatever anger he had to show was revealed, he nodded his head: "Since Sire said so, then I will let him go, but, if he were to fall into my hands again, I will not be as easy to talk about as I am today."    

Chen Shaofeng's words caused Uncle Ying to frown once again. He said indifferently: "Young people shouldn't be so arrogant when talking, I do not know what kind of background you have, but this is An City, it is the City Lord's territory. If you kill him, the City Lord will definitely not let you go.    

"Is that so? But I do not think so. This is An City, it is not bad, but I, Chen Shaofeng, do what I want to do, and no one dares to stop me. "    

"I originally wanted to let him go, but now I've changed my mind. He's not planning on letting him go."    

As he said that, Chen Shaofeng's gaze directly fell on the young man beside him.    

When the youth saw this gaze, his heart couldn't help but tremble.    

What a terrifying gaze he had, he felt as if his entire soul was about to be directly devoured.    

Hearing his words, Uncle Ying's eyes turned cold. "Young man! I advise you not to change your mind. "    

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reveal the aura on his body and also revealed the strength of his innate Sixth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage.    

It was no wonder that he had such an arrogant tone when a warrior with innate Sixth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage appeared in a small An City.    

It was obvious that he thought that no one outside the city would be a match for him. Thus, he had developed this arrogant attitude.    

Chen Shaofeng didn't care about his words at all. His body directly appeared in front of the youth and directly smashed down at the top of his head.    

"How dare you!"    

Uncle Ying wanted to stop Chen Shaofeng, but it was already too late. How could a warrior with Innate Sixth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage compare to how fast Chen Shaofeng's movements were?    

"Kid!" "You're courting death!"    

Uncle Ying could only watch as the youth died in front of him. Naturally, he did not have the time to save him. This caused him to feel extremely remorseful.    

If he was not arrogant enough to think that Chen Shaofeng did not dare to attack the young man, he would have had the chance to intervene and stop the young man.    

So no matter what, he had to avenge the youth. As long as he could kill the culprit in front of him, he believed that he could still keep his life. Otherwise, the only thing he could do was die.    

The strength of the mayor was not something a small Innate Sixth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage warrior like him could compare with.    

Naturally, the attack power was extremely strong. Chen Shaofeng did not attack from the very beginning, he only continuously dodged.    

Uncle Ying thought that Chen Shaofeng was out of strength and the attacks from his hands became even sharper.    

"Die!"    

After a series of continuous attacks, a large blade suddenly appeared in Uncle Ying's hand.    

When the big blade appeared, it directly slashed at Chen Shaofeng's body.    

His strength was still relatively strong. Even with the aid of his true strength, the strength he wielded his blade was still much stronger than usual.    

But even so, the expression on Chen Shaofeng's face did not change at all.    

He only coldly stared at Uncle Ying as he constantly watched. Every movement he made while dodging was much faster than the previous ones.    

"You actually dare to say you want to kill me with this kind of strength? You truly don't know your limits."    

After another attack, Chen Shaofeng stopped in his tracks and coldly stared at the Uncle Ying in front of him.    

"You're stronger than I thought. However, even if that's the case, you still won't be able to dodge. You will only have death waiting for you."    

Having said so, Uncle Ying gripped the large blade tightly with both of his hands as rays of light flourished around his entire body.    

"Tornado Blade!" Flying Dragon Spirit Slash! "    

As he said this, Uncle Ying chopped out with the large blade in his hand.    

However, because this was the first time the large blade had released this attack, its power was extraordinary. Anything that was hit by the large blade would be destroyed.    

Of course, this was only Uncle Ying's point of view. In Chen Shaofeng's eyes, this was no different than a child's rule.    

He looked at him and said with a sneer, "And you're still using the Flying Dragon Spirit Slash! Was there only this little power? If that's all it is, then go to hell! "    

Since he had already killed one, he didn't mind killing another.    

He originally did not want to cause trouble when he came to An City, but sometimes, if you don't cause trouble, trouble will come looking for you. He did not even eat a good meal before trouble came knocking on his door.    

He didn't want this to happen either, but since it had already happened, he wasn't afraid.    

A small city like An Cheng might not even be able to use half of his strength to settle things for Chen Shaofeng, let alone the fact that the strongest person in the city, the City Lord, only had the strength of Ninth Level of Innate Spiritual Martial Stage.    

When Uncle Ying heard his words, he was extremely angry and roared continuously. He was even more enraged than the young man just now.    

They were all the same kind of people, with what kind of Young Master had what kind of subordinates.    

According to Chen Shaofeng's guess, this lord of Ang City was also not someone who would settle down. This could be seen from the two people in front of him.    

"You want me to die? Aren't you being too naive! "    

Uncle Ying naturally did not believe that what Chen Shaofeng said was true.    

Chen Shaofeng did not care about what he thought, since he already planned to kill, he would not give Uncle Ying the chance.    

However, he had used his true strength this time, and there was nothing he could do about it. No matter what, he was a warrior with innate Sixth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage. If he wanted to kill him, he would need to use a little bit of his strength.    

After all, he wasn't like that good-for-nothing youth. He didn't have much strength, and if he didn't attack with all his might, he wouldn't be able to kill that young man in one blow.