Everything starts with Datang Ssangyong

Chapter 142
Zhuge Gang's sudden death was nothing more than an instant.

Seeing that Zhuge Gang couldn't stop any move and was killed on the spot, Ximenrou suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, and said sadly, "It seems that there is no room for me, Ximenrou, to compete for supremacy in today's world!"

He stomped his feet, flew towards the sky, and disappeared behind the roof ridge in a blink of an eye.

Since then, there has been one less master of weapons spectrum in the rivers and lakes.

After seeing Ximenrou leave, more than forty people in the alley glanced at each other, and suddenly stretched their bodies at the same time, some pierced through the wall, and some went up to the room, but when they saw figures flying all over the sky, they fled in an instant clean.

But at this moment, the four men in yellow shirts no longer cared about them.

Zhuge Gang's death has made the four men in yellow shirts understand that the man in white in front of them is their great enemy.

The old man in the yellow shirt stretched and retracted his hands, and pulled out a pair of judge pens from his long sleeves.

Those who dare to use this kind of weapon will not be weak in martial arts.

Another man with a green face and green hands took out a mantis knife which is extremely rare in Jianghu with his right hand.

Then, he and the boy in yellow shirt moved around, and surrounded Lu Fengxian.

Only the one-eyed man took a few steps back, and pulled back his skirt, revealing two rows of knife belts on his chest, on which were densely inserted 49 javelins, some long and some short, the length of which was one foot three The short one is six inches and five inches, and the red tassel on the tip of the gun is as bright red as blood.

The eyes of the four of them were all staring at Lu Fengxian's right hand momentarily, obviously they were all wary of this seemingly terrifying right hand.

"Judge Pen" Gao Xingkong, "Poisonous Mantis" Tang Du, and "Flying Gun" Yan Shuangfei, all three of them are masters in the weapon list, and Huang Huang, who is also skilled enough to rank in the top [-] in the weapon list shirt boy.

The four of them teamed up, and they thought it was enough to ask the top ten masters in the weapon spectrum for advice!
"If you don't want to die, you should admit defeat as soon as possible!"

Xu Ziyi, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help shaking his head slightly when he saw the four people.

Of course, they have the advantage in numbers, but some people are definitely not easily defeated by numbers!
Facing Xu Ziyi's persuasion, the four of them paid no attention to it, because Lu Fengxian in front of them had already made a move.

Seeing Lu Fengxian's figure suddenly moved, his three fingers came into Gao Xingkong's eyes, and Gao Xingkong instinctively pointed out a pair of judge pens with his fingers.

It's a pity that these three fingers were too terrifying, just a light touch broke the judge's pen in his hand.

Gao Xingkong felt a chill in his heart, and before he had time, the three fingers directly penetrated his body.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the pain was gone.

He has fallen.

Seeing that Gao Xingkong was killed, Tang Du on the side became ruthless. He stretched his hands and stretched out his unique long-bladed praying mantis knife. He saw a gloomy blue brilliance flashing and scissored towards Lu Feng. They rowed back and forth.

But just as he swung his knife and jumped up, he suddenly seemed to be punched head-on by an invisible hand, and the whole person suddenly turned upside down and fell to the ground on his back.

Before he even uttered a scream, his breathing stopped immediately!Because his chest was pierced by three fingers.

Or the extremely terrifying three fingers!

Seeing that two people were killed in the blink of an eye, Yan Shuangfei couldn't help feeling terrified, and then raised his hands together, firing thirteen javelins in an instant, but seeing the flashing red tassels, he shot at Lu Fengxian with howling wind.

The long javelins were fired first, but the short javelins arrived first. There was a series of clicks and clicks. Thirteen long and short javelins were easily grasped and broken by Lu Fengxian's hands. The broken javelins flew out in all directions. Some flew into the high wall, and some were nailed to the wall. The remaining strength was still exhausted, half of the gun barrel was still humming and bouncing, and the red tassels on the tip of the gun were shaken off, falling one by one, blowing away with the wind. fly.

Seeing Lu Fengxian is like a demon god, unstoppable!

The fear in Yan Shuangfei's eyes increased greatly, he tiptoed, and actually chose to run away!
The only remaining boy in the yellow shirt moved his body at this time, and the steel ring in his palm took the opportunity to hit Xu Ziyi who was on the carriage.

In his opinion, as the saying goes, the king is captured first when the thief is caught. Compared with the unstoppable white-clothed man, the green-clothed man sitting on the carriage is unprepared.

As master and servant of the two, if you capture him, you must be able to stop the man in white!
However, there was another ding, sparks splashed everywhere, and the steel ring was clamped tightly by two fingers.

Xu Ziyi praised, "Good!"

When he said the word well, he exerted force with his two fingers, and the steel ring snapped off instantly.

Immediately after that, two fingers pressed against the boy in yellow shirt's throat.

Seeing Xu Ziyi's two fingers with a strange brilliance, as if they were made of a strange metal, Lu Fengxian's eyes dimmed again.

The kung fu of Xu Ziyi's two fingers was naturally learned from him.

Why did Xu Ziyi stay in Shaolin Temple for another three months? It was precisely because he was interested in Lu Fengxian's martial arts for a while, so he began to practice this martial arts in seclusion.

In just three months, Xu Ziyi had cultivated two fingers.

Compared with Xu Ziyi, the three fingers that Lu Fengxian took several years to cast are not worth mentioning!

Therefore, under Xu Ziyi's two fingers, the child-mother steel ring of the boy in the yellow shirt looked vulnerable!
The boy in the yellow shirt closed his eyes, his face was still cold and expressionless, this boy's heart was like cast from iron stone, he didn't know what panic was, nor what fear was.

Xu Ziyi stared at him and asked, "Are you Shangguan Fei, the son of Shangguan Jinhong?"

Shangguan Fei nodded.

"Okay, I won't kill you!"

Seeing Shangguan Fei admit it, Xu Ziyi suddenly stopped and let him go.

Shangguan Fei said coldly: "If you don't kill me, you will regret it in the future!"

Facing Xu Ziyi's mercy, he didn't seem to appreciate it.

With a sound of "bang", Shangguan Fei flew upside down like a broken doll, and slammed into the small shop. His face was pale, and he wanted to stand up, but the corners of his mouth continued to spurt bright red blood. And there was a clear palm print on his chest.

"I'll give you three days. If you don't see Shangguan Jinhong within three days, your bones will be limp and broken everywhere, and your internal organs will be ruptured. It's a terrible situation, and there is no cure for it!"

Seeing Shangguan Fei lying on the ground, Xu Ziyi said coldly.

"you……"

Hearing this, Shangguan Fei vomited blood again.

Xu Ziyi's palm force has restrained just now, but the palm force hidden in it is enough to kill him.

"I've changed my mind! Because the dead can send messages!"

Looking at Shangguan Fei who was so angry, Xu Ziyi said.

Then there was another bang, and a corpse fell from the sky and fell directly in front of everyone. It was Yan Shuangfei who fled in a hurry not long ago.

I saw an extra wound on his throat, obviously killed by one blow!
"You came!"

Xu Ziyi seemed to have noticed something a long time ago, and looked back with a smile.

At the entrance of the alley, there was a man in black cloth and black robe, black shoes and black socks, and a long sword with a black sheath slung across his back.

This person is Guo Songyang, but at the moment he is holding a food box in his left hand and a jar of fine wine in his right hand, it looks like he has just returned from a long journey.

"I brought Fengyuelou's specialty dishes and the 20-year-old Zhuyeqing you asked for!"

Seeing several more corpses in the alley, Guo Songyang's expression remained the same.

The "Songyang Iron Sword", which ranks fifth in the dignified weapon spectrum, has now become a servant of others to run errands. If it is spread, no one in the whole world will dare to believe it easily.

"sorry to bother you!"

Xu Ziyi's eyes lit up when he saw the food and drink arrived.

"While you still have time, go to the city and pick out a good coffin!"

Seeing Shangguan Fei laying motionless on the ground, Xu Ziyi said coldly.

Hearing this, Shangguan Fei's complexion became even paler when he was lying on the ground, but he could only do this now, after getting up reluctantly, he stumbled out of the alley.

Everyone in the martial arts feared the Qian Gang, but today it fell into a big stumble, except for one person, the other masters in the weapon spectrum stayed here today.

(End of this chapter)