Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 166 Chapter 160 Five The Enraged Cheng Shifei

After waiting for a long time and still not being able to come back, Yi Buhuo burped, fiddling with the fire in boredom, feeling drowsy under the heat of the flames.

"It's just a pheasant hunt. I'm not asking you to go to the city to hunt for pheasants. It won't take so long, right?"

Yi Buhuo walked to a tree and unbuttoned his belt to apply fertilizer, when a figure quietly appeared in the distance behind him.

It wasn't until he finished packing and turned around that it turned out that Cheng Shifei had returned.

"Miracle doctor, are two pheasants enough?"

"That's enough. It's enough to eat. I'm not hungry anymore. I'm ready to go on the road tomorrow."

Yi Buhuo raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and wiped his hands on the tree.

"The miracle doctor is right, eat enough to get ready for the journey!"

Cheng Shifei sneered, raised his left palm and slapped him on the back!

thump!
Yi Buhuo turned around and saw Cheng Shifei kneeling in front of him, and said inexplicably: "What's wrong? What wrong thing did you do to kneel down?"

"I just fell down and my legs are a little weak."

Cheng Shifei forced himself to smile, but did not get up.

"Why don't you get up? Did you fall badly?"

Yi Buhuo helped him up considerately, carried him to the fire and let him sit against the tree.

"Come and take a Dali Pill, you'll be fine in no time."

Cheng Shifei's eyes lit up, he thanked him and swallowed it decisively.

Yi Buhuo went to the carriage to tidy up the bedding. When he came out, he found a pool of blood dripping from Cheng Shifei's buttocks, and his face was extremely pale.

"what happened?"

"Ah? It turns out that I took it by mistake. The sequelae of this Dali Pill's blood in urine have not been resolved yet. It's my fault. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry!"

Yi Buhuo took out two Dali Pills from his bag and compared them, then slapped his head with regret on his face.

"The genius doctor..."

Cheng Shifei reluctantly opened his eyes, stared at him angrily and said, "Are you kidding me?"

"I apologized and you should have said it's okay. How can you be angry?"

"Then why can't I even say anything?"

"It may be a physical problem. Dali Pill also caused problems with your throat."

Yi Buhuo talked nonsense seriously.

"you……"

Cheng Shifei's eyes widened with anger and he died decisively.

"Of course I'm playing with you. I'm having a lot of fun. I wonder if you're happy?"

Yi Buhuo lowered his face and stretched out his hand to tear off his face. The thin human skin mask was peeled off, revealing a young face with an average appearance.

"This feeling of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is really great. So many masters have failed. Not only does it save me trouble, but Cao Zhengchun also has fewer mouths to eat. How much money will be saved? I am really meritorious!"

"I don't recognize Cheng Shifei's aura? Do you still want to make a sneak attack?"

Yi Buhuo sneered: "I didn't expect that the uncle even urinates with poison, right?"

This should be the famous Man with a Thousand Faces. Legend has it that he can transform into anyone and is an expert in intelligence and assassination.

He was Cao Zhengchun's right-hand man who had a high status and was trusted by him, but he unexpectedly ended up here inexplicably.

After losing the Five Poisons and the Thousand-faced Man, I wonder what Cao Zhengchun’s expression will be when he gets the news?
"Why does Cao Zhengchun always have trouble with me? Have you provoked him? I have made him a man who is ungrateful and grateful. I want to kill them all. There is really no bottom line and it corrupts the social atmosphere..."

Yi Buhuo was thinking about it as he walked, even if Cao Zhengchun succeeded, when he knew that his place would go in the opposite direction to what he thought, sooner or later he would regret it!

Through the sparse trees, Yi Buhuo could already see Cheng Shifei's figure, fighting with another person.

At present, it seems that there is no distinction between top and bottom!
Just as Yi Buhuo was about to look at it for a while, he found that Cheng Shifei had been hit by a palm, and his feet flew far away from the ground...

"Okay, it's not that there is no distinction between top and bottom, it's that one side is being abused..."

He took out a small porcelain bottle and uncorked it, casually threw the bottle on the ground, the true energy flowed in his palms, and a breeze blowing from the ground towards the two people who were fighting.

"After all, Cheng Shifei started late. He has too little experience in fighting. He is still a little behind against such a master."

"Iron Claw Flying Eagle?"

Yi Buhuo had already seen the man's attire and recognized him as Iron Claw Feiying, a big stall owner from Dongchang. He didn't have a good impression of this young man who regarded human life as nothing.

Not to mention that now that he was ordered to kill him, even if he was an assassin ignored by Hou Zhu, the brave god, he would not be able to escape today!

Cheng Shifei climbed up from the ground, clutching his chest, his eyes flickering, and he almost wanted to run away.

The guy on the opposite side stopped me inexplicably and took action without saying a word. Although my kung fu was no worse than his, my body skills were not as flexible as his, and my moves were not as cruel as his.

After fighting for a long time, I was slightly injured.

The iron claws of the Iron Claw Flying Eagle were cold and extremely sharp. Even though Cheng Shifei tried his best to avoid it, the clothes on his body had been torn into strips of beggar's clothes.

"Cheng Shifei, don't even think about escaping. Even if you leave alive, the miracle doctor has been captured, and you can't escape the punishment of the Divine Lord if you go back."

Iron Claw Flying Eagle sneered, unable to decide what was right and wrong for the moment. He could also see that the opponent had gradually lost his will to fight, so he could only talk to stall for time.

Anyway, what he told was the truth. Cao Zhengchun did not order Yi Buhuo to be killed, he just asked someone to take him back.

Yi Buhuo's value was too great, Cao Zhengchun wanted to hold him in his hands, otherwise Iron Claw Flying Eagle would not have tried so hard to block Cheng Shifei.

He knew how much the Shenhou valued Yi Buhuo. If Yi Buhuo died here because of his obstruction, I'm afraid he would be the next to die!

"You still have people?"

Cheng Shifei became anxious. Is there more than one such master?
If it were an ordinary third-rate master, Yi Buhuo might not be able to deal with it. He had seen all kinds of strange poisons, and even he couldn't guard against them without knowing it, let alone other people.

But it's different if it's a master. With their skills, Yi Buhuo might have been restrained without even having time to react. He might have run two miles away at this moment.

"Perhaps Yi Buhuo is very vigilant, but he certainly won't guard against his own people."

Iron Claw Flying Eagle took the opportunity to reveal the information. He had always been very unhappy with the Thousand-faced Man. With him, Cao Zhengchun would not come to him for many things, which was very detrimental to him in gathering information.

"The Thousand-Faced Man under the Governor can disguise himself as anyone. Do you think Yi Buhuo will be wary of you?"

"You are despicable!"

Cheng Shifei punched the big tree next to him. The trunk trembled and a few dead leaves fell.

"I'll take you back and give it to Shenhou to let him deal with you!"

It's definitely too late to rush back now. It's better to atone for your sins and catch the guy in front of you.

Iron Claw Flying Eagle can know so much information, so his identity must be very important. Maybe he can be exchanged for Yi Buhuo, or even if it doesn't work, he can get more information about the inside of Diandong Factory.

Go back and break into Dongchang to save people by yourself!
"You want to catch me? Defeat me first!"

Iron Claw Flying Eagle said with a proud smile: "With the skills of a three-legged cat like you, it's not certain who will win!"

Cheng Shifei stopped talking, secretly feeling lucky all over his body, and without seeing any movement from his feet, the man had already arrived in front of the Iron Claw Flying Eagle.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

His hands kept waving, tearing the air with strength, and kept grabbing at the iron-clawed eagle's vitals.

The iron-clawed flying eagle kept dodging, and when it was really unable to dodge, it used its iron claws made of fine steel to block it. The iron claws intersected with Cheng Shifei's fleshy palm, and a shower of sparks actually appeared from the collision!
Yi Buhuo leaned behind the tree and looked at Cheng Shifei admiringly, as if he saw his own shadow in him.

All the confidence lies in the strong zhenqi, and the rest is all self-created!

Even the gossip is almost the same, except that what bothers me is the enemy, and it doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong, it bothers both the enemy and us.

The more the Iron Claw Flying Eagle fought, the more frightened he became. Cheng Shifei seemed to be desperate for his life. He used deadly attacks and used offense instead of defense. He was suppressed for a moment.

"I see how long you can hold on!"

Such intensive attacks consume a lot of energy, and Cheng Shifei will definitely not be able to sustain it for too long. When the energy is gone, all he will have to bear is his own counterattack!
After twenty moves, Iron Claw Flying Eagle began to break out in a cold sweat, not because he was amazed at Cheng Shifei's endurance, but because Hunyuan Zhenqi, as a top secret skill, was powerful in every move.

His arms couldn't hold on any longer...

Although he took some time to fight back, Cheng Shifei didn't care. The iron claws on his body seemed to be clinging to steel, but they couldn't break through his body-protecting Qi!
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Cheng Shifei saw that the "dragon claw hand" couldn't hold him, so he changed his claws into palms. The pressure on his fingers suddenly became much less, but the strength did not decrease at all.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose. The iron-clawed flying eagle blocked Cheng Shifei's iron palm, which contained strong and powerful energy, but was unable to support it. He was hit in the chest by his own iron claw, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Giant Power Fist!"

Kill him while he's sick!Cheng Shifei took advantage of the victory and pursued the victory. The thick zhenqi almost turned into substance, tightly condensed on his hands, and punched the Iron Claw Flying Eagle's arm one after another.

The force was transmitted to the chest through the arms. Iron Claw Flying Eagle's face turned pale with each punch, and blood could not stop pouring out of his mouth.

"Get out of here!"

The Iron-clawed Eagle managed to pull out one hand, and forced Cheng Shifei back with one claw, half-kneeling on the ground and panting heavily.

Cheng Shifei glanced at the slightly bloody claw marks on his chest and then raised his head and continued to stare at him. Compared to his own injuries, Iron Claw Flying Eagle was really dying this time.

"Surrender, you lose!"

"You are young, how come you have such deep inner strength?"

Iron Claw Flying Eagle looked at the bent iron claw on his wrist with shock in his eyes.

What kind of effort is this?Not only is the inner strength bottomless, but the level of refinement is also different from ordinary people!

"My Hunyuan Zhenqi training in one day is as good as yours in ten years. It's so easy to defeat you!"

Cheng Shifei showed a proud smile. He didn't care about concealing his martial arts. He had even thought about going to Yihua Palace to see Hua Wuque one day and thank him for teaching him his martial arts.

Why was I so impatient at that time? I had to kowtow a few times and become my disciple!
(End of this chapter)