Aventure of the super master

The sharp dagger shone coldly under the faint moonlight, and went straight to Feng Feiyang's neck.

Faced with the pincer attack of father and son, Feng Feiyang was not too nervous. The dark night has always been the best stage for killers. As the king of killers, Feng Feiyang knew how to use such favorable conditions, and his body suddenly accelerated. He couldn't even see his exact position with the naked eye. An afterimage shuttled between the two of them, constantly avoiding the almost perfectly coordinated attacks of the two.

Facing Charles' oncoming dagger, Feng Feiyang stretched out two fingers with soft strength, and the next moment he clamped the blade, drawing an arc in the air.

Charles is also a master at using daggers, but at this moment, he felt that the dagger that seemed to have life in his hands did not listen to him at all, but the sound of cutting the air was directed towards his father's direction across.

The Lion King frowned tightly, with a strong fighting intent, and originally punched his face flying towards the wind, but at this moment, facing such a situation, he had to withdraw his hands to dodge, and then retreated a few steps violently. Looking at his son who had been controlled by Feng Feiyang's rhythm, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Charles wanted to let go, but found that there was no chance at all. The opponent's two fingers seemed to be sticky. Although the strength was not strong, Charles didn't know how to break free for a while, so he could only watch helplessly. Seeing himself being drawn and even released to attack his father.

Of course, the Lion King would not stand by and watch his son being teased by Feng Feiyang in such a way. After dodging an attack, he stomped his feet again, and rushed forward like a bullet. With a fierce momentum, he raised his leg and kicked Feng Feiyang's face. over here.

The essence of Western martial arts is strength and speed, and in this regard, the Lion King has already played it to the fullest. If you don't dodge the brazen kick in time, even Feng Feiyang knows that you may not be able to bear it safely. The dagger in Charles' hand flew towards the Lion King again.

The body moved a little to avoid the flying blade, but the rhythm of the attack remained unchanged.

Feng Feiyang laughed, still indifferent, retreated a few steps and easily dodged the lion king's attack, and the cloth shoes stepped on the beach where there were only shallow footprints, and his body was so light that it was unbelievable.

The next moment he bullied himself again, still unwilling to confront the Lion King head-on. This kind of battle was what he didn't want to do, and he didn't have the mood to fight. What he wanted most at this moment was to leave here and rush back, because what the Lion King said just now It's already obvious that Qin Feng must be in trouble at the villa. Although he has confidence in that bastard's strength, seeing the other party's full confidence, he is not sure for a while. The masters of the underworld are not only the Lion King One, of course Feng Feiyang knew it, he had a bad premonition in his heart, his face suddenly changed when he thought of this, if it was really what he thought, things would be really bad.

"Old ghost, just stay here obediently, and go back to collect the corpse of your apprentice later..." The Lion King let out a dull and wild laugh. If it is achieved, that would be the best. Who doesn't know how much Feng Feiyang valued his apprentice, if he could kill him successfully, it would be tantamount to cutting off his arm. At that time, when the time comes to unite all forces, the old guy in front of him will be killed. It is not impossible to erase it.More importantly, the Lion King has enough confidence in the person sent over today.

"Humph!"

Feng Feiyang snorted coldly, although he wanted to leave, but he couldn't find a chance when he was restrained by the father and son for a while, but even in the face of such a situation, he didn't feel the slightest panic in his heart. As for the situation of the kid at home, it depends on him. Good luck, if you can't even deal with such a danger, you can only say that this apprentice has not yet become a teacher.

While thinking about it, the attack of the two was approaching again. This time, Charles learned a lot. He knew that his strength was far from Feng Feiyang, so he didn't take the initiative to fight head-on. Instead, he followed his father's rhythm and kept interfering with him. , although the effect was not great, but the two people's attack finally brought a pressure to Feng Feiyang.

Originally, his strength was equal to that of the Lion King, but now the opponent has an extra assistant, which is not a good thing for Feng Feiyang, but since the situation has already happened, he must deal with it with all his strength.

"boom!"

There was a dull blasting sound, the bodies of the two people collided heavily, and at the same time, there was a muffled groan, Feng Feiyang only felt his chest was overwhelmed. .

The situation of the Lion King is not much better. If his own aura is like a huge wave of the deep sea with the power to swallow everything, then the aura of the wind is like a sharp blade, which is invincible and cannot be attacked for a long time. There is only one choice. With the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, both sides can only be hurt between body collisions.

Coughing, suppressing the churning feeling in his chest, Feng Feiyang coughed lightly, his originally rosy face turned pale, staring at the two of them with cold eyes, but he kept thinking about something in his heart.

The Lion King also clutched his chest, his face was dark, and he didn't feel well. He couldn't help trembling slightly from the violent impact just now. He never imagined that the old guy in front of him had a first-class killing method, and he was also weak in physical strength. Such accomplishments have not been noticed until now.

The father and son looked at each other, nodded lightly, and the next moment they flanked each other again. Even if it cost them, they must not let this old guy leave this time, at least delay as long as possible.

Feng Feiyang stood still, breathed a long sigh of relief, closed his eyes slightly, the breath inside his body circulated, and immediately resolved the uncomfortable feeling, opened his eyes again, but his gaze was much sharper.

Like a fierce tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, like an eagle fighting against the sky, with the aura of looking down on the world, the cuffs whirred.

The next moment, the body seemed to take a slow step forward, the sand under the feet creaked, the body jumped up, the hands were in the shape of eagle claws, from top to bottom, like an eagle fighting a rabbit, it was straight to the Lion King's throat where.

A flash of horror flashed in the Lion King's eyes. He never thought that this old guy would have such an aura. Suddenly, a dangerous aura lingered around him. It felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Hastily withdrew his attacking posture, put his hands on top of his head, trying to resist this top-down move, today's Feng Feiyang was completely beyond his expectations, and he had never met him in the previous fights. However, this old guy had such an aura that he unconsciously felt intimidated.

The next moment, Feng Feiyang's body fell, and the eagle's claws were already tightly biting the arm of the Lion King...

"what!……"

A heart-piercing pain suddenly spread throughout the body.

The Lion King only felt that his arm was being bitten tightly, as if he had fallen into the mouth of a tiger and wolf, so strong that he couldn't break free.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp cracking sound, and the bone of the Lion King's forearm was directly crushed under the flying eagle claws. Even the Lion King screamed in such heart-piercing pain.His face was contorted together, and the other hand had already struck out with all its strength, and the wind flew up his chest, which also caused the other party to groan in pain.

Feng Feiyang in the violent retreat of his body was not in pain, but a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The hand that grabbed the Lion King's arm was more forceful, tearing his clothes, and a piece of flesh and blood was taken from the broken part of the Lion King's arm, and blood gushed out out.

Feng Feiyang punched the Lion King in the middle of the chest. The force was not small, and the corner of his mouth was already overflowing with blood, but he didn't care.

"Father!"

The sudden change made the face of Charles next to him change drastically. He never expected such a situation to happen, especially the deep bone wound on his father's arm and the twisted arm. Charles lost color on his face.

"I am going to kill you!"

The severe pain in his arm completely aroused the fierceness of the Lion King. He looked at Feng Feiyang who was also injured with a ferocious expression. He fought countless battles with all his strength and was always a nightmare for his opponents. A person has lost his entire arm, even if he can recover, such a wound cannot be healed overnight.

Feng Feiyang didn't speak, the sharp pain in his chest made him understand... Just now, the Lion King's attack with hatred caused him to suffer internal injuries, but the blood-stained corner of his mouth was smiling even more.

The next moment, the figure turned around, and the target went straight to Charles. Since these people wanted to hurt their lover, they would have to pay the price.

Adjusting the breath slightly, the speed of the body did not slow down, and he stared closely at the already flustered young man. He rushed towards Charles when his speed exploded. It was printed lightly on the opponent's chest, seemingly with gentle force, but Charles had already flown upside down.

Feng Feiyang stood still, not continuing to attack, raised his hands and lowered them, the scorching feeling in his chest was still raging, how could the Lion King's punch be so easily resolved.

A soft force spread through his chest, and Charles didn't even have the slightest chance to react, his body flew upside down like a falling kite, and fell directly on the beach under his feet.

A strange feeling lingered in the body. There was no pain in the body, but it was extremely stiff. Charles couldn't feel the slightest harm except for the strange stiffness under this palm, even though the force was so amazing that his body flew away. I went out, but the feeling in my body couldn't deceive me, it was clear that nothing happened.

The Lion King had put away his offensive stance. Seeing his son flying down, he quickly turned around and stepped forward to support the fallen Charles, with a worried look on his face, but the severe pain in his arm still distorted his face.

Charles struggled to get up from the ground, but there was a look of confusion in his eyes, because he felt that there was nothing strange about his body, just light, and he quickly focused his eyes on the wound on his father's arm. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly His face changed, and a burst of breath exploded in his chest instantly, a burst of blood mist spewed out from his mouth, his eyes widened, and his body that hadn't fully stood up fell straight down again, full of inexplicable horror.

Before the Lion King could heave a sigh of relief and prepare to continue to deal with Feng Feiyang, he suddenly noticed his son's abnormality, and his face changed drastically. He watched Charles squirt blood and fell down, with an unbelievable look on his face. It was clear that he was fine just now. , but now... the situation is far worse than he imagined.

"Charles..." Even though the Lion King is a super strong man, he was completely flustered as a father in the face of such a situation, especially when Charles fell, not only the mouth, but also the eyes, nostrils and ears were already dead. Bright red blood slowly overflowed, the scene was grim, but the body was still motionless.

"What did you do to him!"

The Lion King was completely flustered, looking at Feng Feiyang with vicious and bloodthirsty eyes, and his voice was cold and full of endless killing intent. At this moment, he has completely turned into a beast that chooses and devours people, and has even forgotten the pain on his arm. His body was tense, as if he was going to find Feng Feiyang in front of him at any moment and desperately, even though he was as indifferent as him, he also felt a whirlwind at this moment, and even now he didn't even know what happened.

Feng Feiyang's palm just now seemed to be nothing at all, but Charles' appearance at this moment was clearly caused by that palm, and everything was beyond his cognition.

As a martial artist, he has always been full of curiosity and puzzlement about the mysterious Chinese martial arts, but now Feng Feiyang is even as powerful as the Lion King, and he doesn't understand what's going on.

"Ahem... Chinese ancient martial arts are profound and profound, which you foreign devils can understand... Don't worry, your son won't die for the time being, but if you want to seek revenge from me now, it will delay the time for treatment. Really The moment he dies is none of my business..." Feng Feiyang looked proudly at the lion king in front of him, but he sighed in his heart, why didn't he want to kill this young man directly, but at this moment he was already injured. Coupled with the hasty shot just now, the desired effect could not be achieved at all.

"I will definitely kill you!" The Lion King looked at Feng Feiyang who was standing proudly there with cold eyes, and said fiercely, but he didn't dare to do it again, not to mention that he has no ability to really kill the other party now, just now Feng Feiyang He also heard what he said, and he didn't want to let his son hang up here because of these.

"Accompany you at any time, but I don't have time to play with you now..." Feng Feiyang turned and left after speaking, his stumbling body still disappeared into the night like a ghost.

The Lion King didn't dare to delay, and ran towards the city with Charles, who was already breathing weakly, but he was inexplicably horrified in his heart. He still doesn't understand what happened to the palm just now. Could it be that this is the legendary Huaxia? Furutake?

Thinking of this, my heart is more dignified...

Repulse Bay Villas.

The cold light of the blood feather in his hand suddenly appeared, and the next moment, along with the master's figure, afterimages flashed in the air, followed by clear and crisp sounds. If you don't look at the tense atmosphere at this moment, the blade alone The answering voice is really long and pleasant.

The long knife in Matsumoto Hirata's hand also exudes a cold aura. Whether it is offensive or defensive, it can be so perfect. Every move goes straight to the opponent's vital point. His goal today is to kill the young man in front of him. Take his head, no matter the cost.

An inch is long and an inch is strong. Even if the blood feather is used as a murderous weapon, it does not have the slightest advantage in a head-to-head confrontation like this, especially the sharp blade in the opponent's hand is extremely sharp. It can't exert its original killing ability at all.

Qin Feng's brows are tightly frowned. Qin Feng has already experienced the strength of this person. Although he can't compare with the abnormality of the Lion King, Qin Feng can also understand that according to his current strength, he wants to win. Difficult.

How can there be mediocre people on the top of the list of gods? Except for those top few existences, the eighth position on the list of gods is enough to shock people. Most of the perverts at the front have long since ignored the world and chose to retire, but this Matsumoto Hirata in front of him is still loyal to the underworld. With such strength, Matsumoto Hirata and a Lion King who is as powerful as an old man, this kind of power and How many people dare to face its edge head-on.

"The successor of the Fenghuang is indeed well-deserved, so...you go to die!" Although Matsumoto Hirata was surprised that Qin Feng's strength could be comparable to him for a while, but today he came with the determination to kill, while speaking , the corner of the grinning mouth evoked a mysterious arc, and the next moment, there was a burst of explosions, and the air was filled with thick smoke in an instant, and the originally unclear night became more blurred at this moment.

Facing the sudden situation, instead of panicking, Qin Feng showed a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's ninjutsu again, the most proud stunt of Dongying warriors. Although Matsumoto Hirata is the number one master of swordsmanship, how can it be impossible to use these things? It was beyond his original expectation, and if he wanted a quick solution, this method was undoubtedly the most effective.

As the smoke rose, Matsumoto Hirata, who was still in hand-to-hand combat, suddenly retreated from the scene and fell into a kind of quietness in an instant.

Qin Feng stood on the spot without any panic, with a smile on his mouth. Perhaps for ordinary people, the sudden fog would be very dangerous for people to lose their target. Coupled with the panic in their hearts, it is the most dangerous for the opponent's attack. favorable.

But that is only for ordinary people, but for Qin Feng, it has no effect at all. He can even clearly see the retreating trajectory of Matsumoto Hirata, and the seemingly messy but orderly pace. The purpose is to confuse the opponent with the sound of footsteps.

Maybe Qin Feng felt the pressure because of the opponent's strength in the frontal confrontation, but at this moment, the pressure dropped suddenly. After all, although these ninjutsu are used to confuse the opponent, they also have an impact on the caster himself to a certain extent. At this moment, Qin Feng It is not affected at all, which means that Matsumoto Hirata is just asking for trouble at the moment.

Matsumoto Hirata took a few steps back and left the original fighting area. Although he couldn't see the opponent's position clearly, he was able to confirm that the opponent was still in place. He held a knife in both hands. He didn't choose to continue attacking, but his body moved quickly. The movement, drawing a circle around the center of the original retreat, the footsteps are small but fast.