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- Chapter 42 Killing
"Yi Ming!" Feng Tiannan jumped up and caught Feng Yi Ming in the air, his movements were vigorous, swift and clean.
He held Feng Yiming in his arms and let him fall down lightly. Pian Yu was not surprised. He immediately laid him down on his back, using gentle movements to explore his injuries.
Raising his hand, his face was as heavy as water, he quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Feng Yiming's chest, took out a green jade bottle from his arms, and poured out a red pill.
As soon as the elixir comes out of the bottle, the fragrance overflows. Everyone around smells it and feels a lightness in their bodies. A trace of fresh air surges out of the body, making the body feel indescribably light.
Feng Tiannan pressed the elixir into Feng Yiming's mouth with his left hand, formed a crane fist with his right hand, and lightly tapped Feng Yiming's cheek with his fingertips, using the strength of his mouth to help him swallow the elixir.
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Slowly putting down Feng Yiming's head, Feng Tiannan slowly raised his head and stood up slowly. His body crackled and his joints shook. His eyes shone like two cold blades on Ma Chunhua's jade face. Cut.
People are all nervous, Master Feng is about to take action!
"Brother Feng, wait!" A deep shout suddenly sounded, and people turned to look, but it was another man in official uniform.
If it were someone else, Feng Tiannan would not need to pay attention to it, but the other party¡¯s identity was astonishing, and Marshal Naifu was his personal guard, so he could not be ignored.
He slowly turned his head, with a sullen face, frowning, suppressing his anger, and said: "Master Chen, what are your orders?"
The Ouchi guard ignored him, took three steps forward, clasped his fists and bowed deeply, almost at a right angle, and said to Xiao Yuesheng: "Taoist Master, you are polite!"
Xiao Yuesheng's gentle eyes turned, looked at him, and frowned: "It's you, why are you doing this?"
"The young one came to Foshan Town on errands under the command of the commander-in-chief." He said respectfully, bowed and smiled: "The commander-in-chief misses the Taoist priest very much, but he didn't expect that the young one would meet him!"
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, frowned and said, "Your commander-in-chief and I are not the same people, so we should go our separate ways!"
The anger on Feng Tiannan's face turned into shock. She didn't know where this Taoist priest came from. She turned to look at He Sihao, only to see that he was also confused and confused.
Everyone around was surprised and stared at Xiao Yuesheng, wondering who he was and how powerful he was.
Feng Tiannan knew who the commander Chen Yu was talking about, and was even more shocked. He knew that he had hit an iron plate and something was wrong.
"Yes, yes." Chen Yu smiled humbly, turned to look at Feng Tiannan, and said: "Brother Feng, this is a misunderstanding, just for my sake, let's forget it!"
Feng Tiannan saw that he kept squinting. Although he was angry, he still suppressed it. He knew there must be a reason and forced a smile: "Since Mr. Chen said this, how can Feng not know the meaning?"
Chen Yu nodded, turned around, clasped his fists at Xiao Yuesheng and said, "Taoist Master, Brother Feng has offended the Taoist Master somewhere, so let him make heavy compensation, how about that?"
"Stay back, don't force me to do anything!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, not caring about Fukangan.
"Yes, yes." Chen Yu's face froze, and he smiled hurriedly. He took two steps back, cursing secretly in his heart, but did not dare to show it.
Hu Feiji took a step forward, laughed loudly, pointed at Feng Tiannan, and shouted: "Feng Tiannan, Mr. Feng, don't be a coward. I am here today to avenge Zhong Si's family!"
"Zhong Si?" Although Feng Tiannan was concerned about Xiao Yuesheng's identity, he was not afraid of this young man. He said coldly: "Zhong Si's family stole my white goose?!"
"Hehe, Mr. Feng is really good at it!" Hu Fei looked up to the sky and laughed, pointed directly at him, and said loudly: "You colluded with the government, got beaten up, and forced an innocent child to death for a goose, and then let the dog kill another child. The viciousness of your heart is appalling! I will dig out your heart today to see if it is actually black!"
Chen Yu hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I haven't asked you about Gao's name yet, what is his relationship with the Taoist priest?"
Hu Fei smiled and said: "I have no connection with the Taoist priest, it's just that we have seen uneven roads!"
Chen Yu¡¯s face changed, he brushed his face, his face was as dark as water, and he said coldly: ¡°Chen, I would like to advise you, if the road is uneven, you should consider it first, don¡¯t put yourself in it!¡±
Hu Fei waved his hand and said impatiently: "You go away, I'm looking for Feng Tiannan! Give me a knife!"
After saying that, he unsheathed his sword and jumped out. It was like a gust of wind blowing out, and the sword was like a sword, slashing straight at Feng Tiannan.
Seeing that his precious son was seriously injured, Feng Tiannan held back his anger. However, the person who took action was too powerful to move rashly. Hu Fei jumped out and hit the muzzle of the gun.
He flashed and came to a disciple. He reached out and took a long yellow stick. With a slight shake, a dozen shadows of the stick appeared and sealed in front of him.
With a "buzz" sound, the air seemed to be shattered.
This long stick is about seven feet long and one and a half inches in diameter. It is golden in color and dazzlingly bright, as if it is made of gold.
Hu Fei took a step back, raised the knife to protect his chest, took a look at the yellow stick, shook his head and laughed, looking at it, it looked like a golden stick, no different from the nouveau riche, very vulgar.
Feng Tiannan lowered his head and glanced at Feng Yiming. When he saw that he was motionless, the anger in his heart surged up. No matter how hard he suppressed it, he shouted loudly: "Pay me with your life!"
"Hu" waved his stick, golden light flashed, and everything within one foot of the body was shrouded in golden light, making it difficult to enter with water splashing.
People hurriedly backed away, fearing that they would harm the fish in the pond, and a space was instantly vacated.
Hu Fei jumped forward and jumped into the golden light. He followed the stick and never fell behind. The four-image footwork passed down from his family was quite exquisite.
"Master, is that stick really made of gold?" Ma Chunhua asked in a low voice, glancing at the yellow stick in Feng Tiannan's hand.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said, "You didn't kill anyone?"
Ma Chunhua pursed her lips and smiled and nodded. She couldn't bear the smile, so she made a stick out of gold and hummed: "Is he showing off his physical strength or his wealth?!"
Gold is heavier than iron, and when it is made into such a long stick, ordinary people cannot swing it, but Feng Tiannan can swing it with ease, showing his extraordinary physical strength.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "You are too soft-hearted!"
Ma Chunhua lowered her head, suppressed a smile, and whispered softly: "Although he is Feng Tiannan's son, I have never seen him do anything evil"
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and snorted in displeasure: "We killed Feng Tiannan, how can he not avenge his father's death?! You still want to keep your hands on the enemy, is it because you think it's not enough trouble?!"
"Yes, Master, this disciple is wrong." Ma Chunhua lowered her head and said, pouting her seductive red lips, quite annoyed.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, snorted softly, and stopped scolding her.
While the master and apprentice were talking, He Sihao and Chen Yu were whispering. He finally understood the reason, with a look of shock on his face. Thinking of the situation in Merchant Fort, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
At this time, the two people in the field were going back and forth with their sticks and swords, and more than ten moves had passed. Feng Tiannan gradually fell into the disadvantage, and the scope of the golden light became smaller and smaller, shrinking to about seven feet around the body, and was blocked on the left and right.
Hu Fei sneered and said: "Martial arts are supposed to help good and eliminate evil, but you use them to do evil. You deserve to be damned. Let me abolish your martial arts first!"
After saying that, he stretched out his palm to grab the golden stick, and used his bare hands to attack the sword.
Feng Tiannan's golden stick trembled violently, and more than ten stick heads appeared at once, and the "buzz" sound was like shattering the air.
This sound reached my ears, even more than before. Everyone around me felt numb all over, as if they were vibrating with the sound of the stick, making them indescribably uncomfortable.
Hu Fei's technique was quite exquisite. With a slight lift and a slow gesture, he just put it on the stick. With a turn of his body, he walked around in front of Feng Tiannan and inserted himself between him and the stick.
It was too late for Feng Tiannan to put away his stick. Hu Fei put away his sword and took out his palm. The handle of the knife hit Feng Tiannan's chest.
He stepped back a few steps, staggered, and fell to the sky in a state of embarrassment. There was a person pressing under him, but it was the unconscious Feng Yiming.
Although it was the handle of a knife, it was extremely powerful. Feng Tiannan felt a pain in his chest, his stomach was churning, all his strength suddenly disappeared, his legs and feet were sore and weak, and he fell.
He quickly jumped up and looked down at Feng Yiming. Seeing his eyeballs rolling, he immediately opened his eyes and shouted: "Yiming! Yiming! Wake up!"
He had a caring and loving look on his face, ignoring Hu Fei who was glaring at him. He loved his only son very much.
At this time, Feng Tiannan looked embarrassed, but his face was kind. He didn't look domineering or vicious at all. Hu Fei not only didn't feel pitiful, but became even more angry.
He sneered, stepped over to Feng Yiming, and put a long knife on his neck: "Okay, you also have a taste of what it feels like to have a dead son!"
"Keep someone alive under the sword!" Feng Tiannan stretched out his hand hurriedly and rushed forward regardless of his own body. With his bare hands and fists, the palm wind surged with all the strength of his life.
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More than a dozen people drew their swords and rushed forward. The glare of the swords and the cold glare frightened everyone around them to close their eyes, not daring to look at the tragic scene of Hu Fei being chopped into a pulp.
Although there were only a dozen of them, they surged up together, but like thousands of troops, the iron-blooded evil energy rushed towards their faces, frightening their hearts and souls.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly. Looking at the situation, these people had several lives on their hands. He waved his hand and snorted: "Du Zai??! "
"Yes!" Ma Chunhua responded delicately, and the moon-white figure floated out.
Seeing the crowd gathered around him, Hu Fei drew his long sword, and his whole body was covered with silver light, airtight. He didn't care about killing Feng Yiming and stepped back.
Fighting alone, these people are no match for Hu Fei, but when they swarm together and cooperate with each other, they have a tacit understanding, but Hu Fei is defeated.
Fortunately, his movement skills were exquisite. He moved left and right, stepped on the Hu family's four elephant steps, and retreated quickly. However, he was also stabbed on the left shoulder. His clothes were torn to pieces and blood gushed out.
"Brother Hu, step back!" A delicate voice sounded, and a moon-white figure flashed in front of his eyes, and Ma Chunhua was already blocking him.
Her white jade-like face was cold and calm. She flicked her sleeves gently with graceful movements. Her wide sleeves were like shields in front of the two of them.
Xiao Yuesheng's figure flashed, ignoring Hu Fei, and suddenly appeared behind Feng Tiannan.
"Boom" sounded like muffled thunder, his face was solemn, his Taoist robe was on, and his right palm was pressed on Feng Tiannan's vest.
¡°Tsk¡ª¡± A flash of black light came, and then a sharp roar sounded, shooting towards Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s chest. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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