Great Song catcher

Chapter 38 Killing
Time flies by.

The moon was in the sky, and the cold moonlight swayed in the backyard.

Taking advantage of the darkness, two figures came outside the room where Nie Feng was.

"Xu Bai." Zhao Yichuan called softly outside the door.

The waiter heard his voice and hurried out from the next room.

"The shopkeeper!"

Zhao Yichuan lowered his voice and asked, "How is it?"

"There is no sound!" Xu Bai raised his head and signaled, "He hasn't come out after dinner, I guess it's almost the same now.

After hearing what he said, Gao Huan on the side nodded, raised his foot and wanted to walk into the room.

But Zhao Yichuan stopped him suddenly, then turned to the waiter and said, "Xu Bai, according to the old rules, you go in and kill him, and then throw the body to the mass grave outside the town at night, don't let anyone Discover."

"Don't worry, shopkeeper! This is not the first time!"

Xu Bai nodded, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Uncle Zhao, why did you stop me?"

After Xu Bai left, Gao Huan showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

Back then, Lu Chengfeng punched and killed Dafengyun's hand Luo Bin in front of everyone, and no one in the Qingcheng faction dared to speak out. Now, although he can't help Lu Chengfeng, it's okay to kill his heir, but Zhao Yichuan just pulled him.

"As the young master, you are the future ruler of the Qingcheng faction, how can you act rashly?"

Zhao Yichuan shook his head lightly. After all, he was still a young man, he was too impatient, and he was far behind his senior brother. He still needed to practice more before he could be entrusted with important tasks in the future.

And there was one more thing he didn't say.

That is, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation. As a master of the extreme congenital realm, his senses had become very keen. This sudden palpitation made him faintly feel an ominous premonition.

"Even a congenital master can't detect this kind of poison, so there shouldn't be any problems..."

Xu Bai also came out of the kitchen at this time, with an extra steel knife in his hand, the blade gleamed frighteningly cold under the moonlight, and tiptoely pushed open the door of Nie Feng's room.

"hope everything is fine……"

Looking at Xu Bai who walked into the room, Zhao Yichuan frowned, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

The room was silent.

"Boy, go down and meet Lord Yan!"

Xu Bai walked lightly to Nie Feng's bed, with a ferocious expression on his face, he raised his knife and slashed at the couch without the slightest hesitation, obviously this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

But just when the blade was about to fall, a gust of strong wind suddenly came through the air and hit the acupuncture point on his elbow. Xu Bai's right hand holding the blade was numb and stiff, unable to raise any strength.

And Nie Feng, who was already in a coma, looked at him with a chuckle.

"You're not poisoned!"

Xu Bai was startled, before he had time to think, he let go of his right hand, held the handle of the knife with his left, and slashed at Nie Feng again.

Although Xu Bai knew a little bit about martial arts, he was still far behind Nie Feng. He saw Nie Feng lightly flick the knife with his right hand, and the steel knife in his hand immediately dropped!

"Of course I'm not poisoned, so now I'd like to invite you to see Lord Yan first, and then reserve a few seats for people outside!"

As he said that, Nie Feng held the steel knife with his hand, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and the sharp blade instantly slashed across Xu Bai's throat...

A ray of blood blooms!
Xu Bai held his throat and kept backing away, knocking over the table and chair behind him, and then fell to the ground with a bang!
Before dying, there was a deep horror in his eyes.

He would never know why Nie Feng didn't get poisoned after eating the food and wine he sent.

Outside, Zhao Yichuan and Gao Huan were shocked when they heard the voice from the room.

"Not good! Let's go!"

Gao Huan still wanted to go in to check the situation, but Zhao Yichuan made a decisive decision, pulled him around and sped outside.

But as soon as he turned around, a mountain-like punch burst through the air.

Immediately afterwards, a voice shouted coldly: "Go back!"

With a muffled snort, two figures flew to the ground in an instant, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Zhao Yichuan's face was pale, and blood was already overflowing from his mouth.

Then, a figure descended from the midair against the wind.

"What a domineering mountain-breaking fist!"

Looking at Nie Feng in white clothes, Zhao Yichuan sighed softly: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, what a formidable young man!"

Although Zhao Yichuan has been pampered in recent years, he has not left behind his martial arts. On the contrary, his cultivation has become more and more advanced, his energy has been restrained, he has returned to the basics, and it is just around the corner to enter the realm of congenital transformation.

But I never thought that today I was injured in the hands of a young man.

"I never thought that a master of the innate extreme would do such a vile thing!"

Nie Feng glanced lightly at Gao Huan beside him, and said with a sneer, "Master Gao, this matter has nothing to do with you. You have tried to harm me over and over again, so today I can't keep you!"

Saying that, a sword light like a white rainbow piercing the sun rose across the sky.

Blood splashes!
Looking at Gao Huan again, a bloodstain had already appeared on his left shoulder, and the blood flowed out slowly, staining his Tsing Yi red.

Nie Feng frowned slightly. His sword just now stabbed Gao Huan's heart, but at the moment when he was about to stab, he was separated by an invisible aura, so the sword edge only scratched him. shoulder, and did not deal him a fatal blow.

"If I knew you would be able to pierce the heart sword, how could I not be prepared?"

Looking at the wound on his left shoulder, a fierce light flashed slowly in Gao Huan's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Nie, either you or I will die today. Let the horse come here!"

Only then did Nie Feng realize that he seemed to have misjudged Gao Huan.

He originally thought that Gao Huan became the young head of the Qingcheng faction only by relying on the shadow of his ancestors, but now it seems that just relying on his mysterious body-protecting aura, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to overwhelm him.

If it wasn't for the fact that the speed and power of his Heart-Piercing Sword hadn't been increased by [-]% through deduction, the original Heart-Piercing Sword alone might not be able to hurt him.

Zhao Yichuan who was at the side was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Xuantian Gang Qi!"

This is the secret Xuangong mentality of the Qingcheng School. It is said to be derived from the innate skills of the Quanzhen Sect, the holy place of martial arts in ancient times. It has all kinds of strange and unpredictable abilities. In the middle, you can also come and go freely, without injury.

However, it is said that this profound art has very special requirements for physical fitness, and ordinary people cannot practice it at all.

I didn't expect Gao Huan to practice this kind of martial arts!

"Uncle Zhao, if you don't want to die here, you can kill him with me! Otherwise, when he goes back and tells Lu Chengfeng, we will both die!"

Gao Huan circulated the Xuantian Gang Qi in his body, and used the Xuantian Gang Qi to activate his heart-breaking palm, and rushed towards Nie Feng.

But Zhao Yichuan stood there motionless, his face uncertain, and he didn't know what to think.

Destroying Heart Palm, only the masters of Qingcheng in the past can practice it.

The power of the palm is tricky and powerful, and the strength is strange and changeable. If it hits any part of the body, the palm strength will quickly shatter the internal organs. It is not much more fierce than those demonic martial arts.

Facing the attack from Heartbreaking Palm, Nie Feng calmed down and swung his fists. The Mountain Breaking Fist guided the innate zhenqi in his body to flow surgingly.

A series of silver-white fists blasted out, intersecting each other vertically and horizontally, forming a fist like a copper wall in front of him, impenetrable and blocking Gao Huan's all-pervasive heart-destroying palm.

Gao Huan struck out with both palms in a row, and the shadows of his palms pressed down on Nie Feng like mountains and seas, but he still couldn't break through the defense of the fist gang.

"Since Destroying Heart Palm can't help you, then try my Dafengyun Palm again!"

Gao Huanxin suddenly changed, and her tricky and domineering Heart Destroying Palm immediately turned into an incomparably domineering Dafengyun Palm!

Dafengyun Palm can be called the number one palm in Qingcheng!
I saw him clapping his palms continuously, and the Xuantian Gang Qi rolled up torrents, the power of his palms was unparalleled, and he swept towards him like a storm. Under the huge pressure, Nie Feng's body-protecting fists had a tendency to fall apart.

"Ha ha……!"

A crazy smile appeared on Gao Huan's face. He seemed to have seen the scene where Nie Feng's body was torn apart and tragically died on the spot under his Fengyun's palm.

This time, he killed Lu Chengfeng's heir.

Sooner or later, he will use the Big Wind and Cloud Palm to tear Lu Chengfeng into pieces, and regain the dignity that the Qingcheng faction once lost!

"The Big Wind and Cloud Palm stirs up the wind and clouds, its palm strength is unparalleled, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Nie Feng let out a long cry, and the protective fists in front of him suddenly shattered, but these fists were shattered and did not disperse, and they gathered together with Nie Feng's fist dance.

The silver-white fist force, like a thousand miles of thunder, blasted forward through the air. Where the fist force passed, bricks and rocks cracked on the ground, and dust splashed everywhere!
After a loud bang, the aftermath of the tyrannical force spread to the surroundings, and all the surrounding courtyard walls and houses collapsed, and the exclamations of other guests could be faintly heard.

After a while, the dust settled and the outcome was decided!
Nie Feng's black hair danced with the wind. Although his face was slightly pale and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, he was not injured obviously.

On the other hand, Gao Huan, the Xuantiangang Qi on his body was shaken away, and his arms were twisted out of shape. Lying in the pit on the ground, his sternum was completely collapsed, and the broken bone stubble pierced the skin, which was clearly visible.

The dignified young master of Qingcheng died in this nameless town just like that.

"You've committed evil yourself, you can't live!" Nie Feng said coldly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Return my nephew's life!"

Zhao Yichuan suddenly flew in front of Nie Feng, clenched his left hand and swiped across the ground, bringing out a icy cold light.

Nie Feng had been prepared for a long time, and easily dodged his attack by stepping on the cloud step!

"mean!"

Nie Feng spat out two words coldly, Zhao Yichuan took advantage of the fact that the true energy in his body had not recovered, obviously wanting to take advantage of it.

Zhao Yichuan touched the ground with his toes, flew after him, and said with a grinning grin: "As long as you can kill the enemy, it doesn't matter what method you use!"

The left fist was thrown horizontally again. Nie Feng lifted the Thunderbolt Opening Palm with his right hand and directly blocked the punch, but unexpectedly his right fist attacked again.

The strength of the fist was scorching hot, bringing up a red flame, hooking upwards towards Nie Feng's jaw!
Nie Feng was taken aback, it was too late to dodge, he could only try his best to tilt his head back, and brushed his red-hot fist over his chin.

"Iron strokes and silver uppercuts! You are Zhao Yichuan, an abandoned disciple from Qingcheng!"

The left hand is cold and iron strokes!

Right hand fiery silver hook!

In the world, apart from the Qingcheng school's iron stroke and silver hook fist, there is no other martial art with such a distinctive feature that it can simultaneously exercise the two strengths of ice and fire.

"good eyesight!"

Zhao Yichuan's right fist missed the ground, and he bent his elbow and fell, hitting Nie Feng's chest.

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Nie Feng's body hadn't regained his true energy, so he couldn't resist the huge force and fell directly to the ground.

Although Zhao Yichuan also suffered internal injuries, compared to Nie Feng, his injuries were harmless at all. On the contrary, both Nie Feng and Gao Huan were injured, and they couldn't recover their true energy in a short time.

"You dare to kill our young head of the Qingcheng faction, even if Lu Chengfeng comes, you won't be able to keep you today!"

Although Zhao Yichuan spoke righteously, the joy in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

"Ha ha……"

Nie Feng was lying on the ground, looking at Zhao Yichuan mockingly: "Don't talk so high-soundingly, you just want to take my life in exchange for a bargaining chip for you to return to Qingcheng."

"Zhao Yichuan was expelled from the sect in the past, but now he is living in seclusion here. He happened to encounter a police officer from the six sects. He punched Gao Huan, the young master of Qingcheng, for no reason. Filled with righteous indignation, he immediately killed the murderer to avenge the young master..."

"How is it? How well did I make up this story?" Nie Feng sneered.

"The story is good, and it just saves me from worrying about it!"

Zhao Yichuan looked at Nie Feng with a gloomy expression, what he said just hit his mind.

Although Gao Huan promised him that after killing Nie Feng, he would be able to return to Qingcheng, but whether this will happen or not is still uncertain, but now if he kills the murderer who killed the young master, then returning to the sect will be a big deal. It can be said that it is a sure thing.

And the only four people who knew about this matter, three of them have died now, and he is the only living person left, no matter what he says.

"Boy, if you want to blame, blame yourself for being unlucky. You went to Lord Yan, but don't forget to tell him that it was your uncle Zhao who killed you!"

"You are self-inflicted, you can't live! If a person like you can still live in this world, then God has no eyes!"

"If God had eyes, how could there be so many wicked people in the world! Go to hell!"

There was a crimson flame on Zhao Yichuan's fist, and it hit Nie Feng's chest directly.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yichuan's movements suddenly froze in mid-air.

"How...how...would..."

Zhao Yichuan looked at Nie Feng with a horrified expression, completely confused about what happened. Around his body, an invisible quagmire seemed to appear out of thin air, trapping all his movements, including the movement of true energy in his body.

"Designation of Heaven, Pedestrian World!"

"Reward the good and punish the evil, and do justice for the heavens!"

A golden light gradually bloomed on Nie Feng's body, and his true energy recovered quickly. In the blink of an eye, he had recovered [-]% of his energy. Although he hadn't recovered completely, it was enough.

"Heavenly cycle, retribution is not good!"

Nie Feng grabbed his right hand from the air, and the Bi Liu Sword flew into his hand, piercing Zhao Yichuan's throat under Zhao Yichuan's horrified gaze.

Sword Qi exploded!

Zhao Yichuan's pupils were filled with blood, a head was pushed into the air by a column of blood, and the headless corpse that had lost its breath suddenly fell to the ground!
(End of this chapter)