The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 222 Wind Fist Style

It's just the pinnacle, not being a king of martial arts, after all, it's not an insurmountable gap. Li Tiegang also got ruthless this time, and invited three friends to help out overnight.

"I really think that the old man is afraid that you will fail."

Feng Shanyi shattered the grand master's chair under it with his palm, he said he was not afraid, but in his heart he secretly thought that something was wrong, one of the four great masters, and two of them were very close to the peak.

"Let's go together, and throw out the disabled."

Whether you are afraid or not is your business, I have the final say whether to hit or not.

Li Tiegang picked up two fist-sized copper-handled hammers, and attacked Feng Shanyi in three directions. The other three looked at each other, and it was thunder.

Compared to Ye Feng and others, the Wumeng Hall of Dongyun City fought first. Li Tiegang's purpose was very clear. Today, no matter what, he wanted to keep the arrogant old man of the Feng family behind. As for any troubles later, it was not It's time for him to care.

Wanfeng Villa, Dongyun City Fengjia, is located inside.

When he arrived at the gate of the Feng family, Ye Feng became a little hesitant. He read a lot of information about the Feng family along the way, but found that the Feng family in Dongyun City was not a landlord or bully. Yuncheng has an excellent reputation and often upholds justice for those oppressed villagers.

"My lord, have you dismantled it?"

Sima Zhantian looked at the gold-plated plaque of Feng's family, his face eager to try.

"Stay here, go in first."

Ye Feng stepped forward first.

"stop!"

"Where are these friends from? If you need help from our Feng family, please wait here for a moment and let me send someone to report; if you are looking for visits, please tell us your names."

Inside and outside the door, four guards reached out to block Ye Feng's way.

"Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way."

Sima Zhantian clenched his fists and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Ye Feng.

"It's neither asking for help nor visiting. My name is Ye Feng. Within two minutes, ask your Patriarch to come out to see me. If I'm a second late, I'll demolish this place."

Ye Feng shook his hand.

"What a big tone, dare to..."

Before the guard on the right finished speaking, a gust of wind blew him away five meters in an instant, and he fell to the ground coughing up blood.

looking for trouble!
The remaining three guards finally realized that the person in front of them was beyond their reach. One of them ran into the courtyard, while the other two retreated into the courtyard, ready to fight.

"Which bastard has eaten the guts of a leopard and dared to come to our Feng family to make trouble?"

Soon, a half-old man wearing a green robe rushed out, and behind him were all fighters, including five great masters.

"Feng Yansong, open your dog eyes and see clearly, it's your grandfather and me."

Just yesterday, Sima Zhantian had just fought with the head of the Feng family in front of him. If the old Dongwang hadn't marked the end, Feng Yansong would not be able to stand and talk at this moment
How could Sima Zhantian show embarrassment to his defeated generals?

"Sima Zhantian, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Sima Zhantian blocking the door, Feng Yansong was stunned for a moment, then only angry.

He had a deep impression of this big guy who was as tough as an idiot. The two sides agreed to go to the end of the discussion yesterday, but this guy started the game with a desperate style of play, which was a mess. Feng Yansong was not completely invincible, but I can't stand the momentum of others fighting desperately.

Grandma, ruthless!

"Grandpa, I see you are upset, so I'll beat you up."

Sima Zhantian cupped his fists and said proudly.

"Bringing so many people today, it seems that they are not here to compete."

Feng Yansong ignored Sima Zhantian, this is the home of the Feng family, how could he be really afraid of a layman.

Unexpectedly, when he set his sights on Ye Feng and the others, he was immediately terrified. Feng Yansong is not Wu Wang, but he has been with the one in his family for a long time, and he has long been aware of Wu Wang's unique momentum. on the body.

This person can't be detected, looks like an ordinary person from a distance, but looks as deep as the sea when viewed up close, and has an unfathomable aura. This person is definitely King Wu.

Feng Yansong was sweating coldly, how could he, the Feng family, invite two powerful martial kings to visit him at the same time?
Yes, the two, the silent man holding the sword behind, too!
"What are you discussing? Today is a death fight."

Sima Zhantian wanted to continue, but Ye Feng interrupted him.

"I came to your Feng family today with the intention of destroying your Feng family, but for the sake of eliminating evil and promoting goodness in the Feng family over the years, Feng Yansong, I will give you a chance. Change your ways, and I will forgive you this time."

Wow!all
As soon as these words came out, everyone behind Feng Yansong was in an uproar, who is this person?

What a big tone, on the territory of the Feng family, he dared to ask the head of the Feng family to abolish his martial arts in person. I am afraid that he did not eat the bear's heart and leopard gall, but drank the ecstasy soup.

Idiot talking in sleep!
The Feng family and guards all took up weapons, their eyes were sharp, and they wanted to rush up immediately.

"Put it all down!"

Feng Yansong turned around and shouted loudly.

Just kidding, in front of a King Wu, not to mention the [-] or so members of the Feng family, even if multiplied by ten times, it would not be enough for him to slaughter.

"Why, didn't you listen to what I said?"

Feng Yansong went straight to a disciple's door, and slapped him with his hands, instantly slapping that person's face, and the rest of the people had to drop their weapons when they saw this.

"One person does something and one person does it."

"Your Excellency wants to abolish my martial arts, I, Feng Yansong, can only admit it, but there must be a cause and effect. May I ask where I offended Your Excellency?"

Feng Yansong raised his head with a wry smile on his face.

A martial king wants to abolish his martial arts, do you have a choice?There is no choice, if you don't abolish others to help you, it is nonsense that everyone under King Wu is an ant.

"It sounds like I am heinous, what things the Feng family has done, and what things cannot be touched, will you, the head of the Feng family, know better than me?"

Ye Feng sneered.

"Martial League!"

Hearing what Ye Feng said, Feng Yansong instantly thought of where the problem was.

"Are you going to do it yourself, or shall I help you?"

These words are already an ultimatum, Ye Feng has never stepped into the Feng family, but even so, he can force the head of the Feng family to make a choice.

So once you step in, it is very likely to be a bloodbath.

"Fengmou is also a person with head and face, he would rather die than submit, but please don't embarrass my family, please do it!"

Feng Yansong walked out.

He would not fight Ye Feng, because it would be futile, but he would not destroy his martial arts by himself, just like a strong man rushing to the execution ground.

"I still have some backbone."

Ye Feng's eyes gradually turned cold.

"My lord, let me do it. This kid is definitely not convinced. I, Sima Zhantian, dare to issue a military order. If I can't abolish him, I will apologize with death."

When Ye Feng was about to strike, Sima Zhantian suddenly stood up.

"Can!"

Ye Feng withdrew his palm.

"Feng Yansong, roll over and die."

Sima Zhantian jumped onto the lawn on the right.

"Sima Zhantian, although you helped me get out of the siege, I won't thank you. If you want to abolish my martial arts, it depends on whether you have the ability. Stand up and down."

Feng Yansong stood up and condensed his fists. When he punched, the strong wind howled away.

how come!
Ye Feng's expression was slightly surprised, Feng Yansong's movement of punching reminded him of an ancient school, Feng Quan Liu.

Looking at Sima Zhantian again, at this moment he has already been fighting with Feng Yansong. Both are excellent boxing masters, but the strength of their fists is completely different. Sima Zhantian's boxing strength is mainly fierce, while Feng Yansong His fist strength is extremely weak, swinging with the wind.

"My lord, the situation seems to be against Brother Sima. Could it be that this old thief hid his strength yesterday?"

Seeing that Sima Zhantian couldn't attack for a long time, and received a punch or two from Feng Yansong from time to time, Xia Lengchan frowned deeply.

There is no joke in the army!

Sima Zhantian is a military order issued by himself, and no one can help him.

"Don't worry, what Zhan Tian is best at is reversing and counterattacking. Didn't you realize that he would be a little bit punchy, obviously he gave way on purpose?"

Ye Feng looked calm.

Among the Northern Legion, in terms of the number of fights, who has more fights than Sima Zhantian?If you don't agree with each other, you will have a fight, and if you are too energetic, you will find someone to discuss.

All in all, Sima Zhantian's rich combat experience made even Ye Feng feel ashamed. This kind of battle of the same level will only make him more handy in the end.

"He won't lose. If he loses, I'll chop off both heads together."

Xia Lengchan's back felt cold for a while, Xiao Chuanqi was not surprised and kept dying, he broke through King Wu, and his murderous aura rose accordingly.

"Sima Zhantian, you lost."

Five minutes later, Feng Yansong had figured out Sima Zhantian's attacking routine.

He was in the middle of the trap, his body swayed strangely, while he let go of the attacking punch, his right fist was like a water snake coiling around him, pointing at Sima Zhantian's arm and attacking towards his armpit.

As long as he hits, he can make Sima Zhantian lose his power instantly, and the outcome will be clear.

"Not necessarily."

Sima Zhantian's expression disappeared, his right swollen suddenly pressed down, and his right hand followed Feng Yansong and swung in the wind.

"what!"

Feng Yansong turned pale in shock, and was about to return to defend.

But it was too late, how could Sima Zhantian miss this opportunity, he changed his fist strength again, and he rushed forward, instantly hitting Feng Yansong's armpit.

"what!"

Feng Yansong went limp irresistibly.

But it wasn't over, Sima Zhantian went all out, took advantage of the moment when he lost all strength, went directly behind him, and broke his right hand in an instant.

"stop!"

Just as Sima Zhantian turned to break Feng Yansong's second arm, an angry voice came, followed by a gust of wind.

In the strong wind, it was as if there were tens of thousands of fists rushing, and the momentum was mighty.

"Break!"

Ye Feng also threw a punch.

A golden fist print flew out, with the momentum of a broken bamboo, blasting the wind of the fist with a destructive posture, and then hit the rockery.

boom!all
The three-meter-high rockery shattered instantly.

"Father!"

Feng Yansong looked ashamed, he was finally defeated, and his hands were also crippled.

"Let him go."

A one-armed old man jumped out of the wall and walked towards Sima Zhantian step by step.

"You beat the young one to the old one, old thing, do you think my uncle is frightened and let go when he says to let go?"

Sima Zhantian grabbed Feng Yansong by the neck and lifted him up.

(End of this chapter)