Ancient martial arts masters in modern times

Yang Santai seemed a little anxious, leaping directly from the top of Daxia, a high-rise building in the city, at such a fast speed, it was like a ghost flashing past, even if someone occasionally caught a glimpse, they would mistakenly think that they were dazzled. : read the novel www

Ye Chenfeng followed Yang Santai unhurriedly. This time, Ye Chenfeng no longer used his spiritual sense to directly lock him, but used his spiritual sense to track his flying trajectory. Generally, if you fly too fast, you will definitely pick up the air. Flowing, there will be a space route invisible to the naked eye, just like a jet plane at a glance.

Yang Santai didn't seem to care to check if there was anyone following him, and he flew non-stop all the way to a tall fence in the eastern suburbs. The fence was five feet high. Although there were many trees inside, the branches were sparse, and all You can't hide people, and there is nothing to hide when people go in.

On the square inside the wall, twenty or thirty men divided into several groups and besieged the seven masked men. The sand and dust filled the air, full of energy. He falls, endlessly.

And one of the masked men with the highest skill was carrying a person on his back, that is, the killer who had just been brought here for interrogation by the Shangguan. It was obvious that these masked men were all here to rescue him.

The twenty-odd members of the special guard team were all at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and many others were watching in the middle of the day after tomorrow, because they were not qualified to make a move at all.

These masked men, Ye Chenfeng, could tell at a glance that they were all congenital masters, and Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but sigh, the capital city is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. It was a luxury to see an internal practitioner before, but now the congenital masters are like Money seems to appear one after another.

At this time, Shangguan was indistinguishable from the masked man who was carrying the masked man on his back, and the other members of the Porter Guard team were not the opponents of those masked men at all. It can only be entangled temporarily, and it still has the upper hand. From time to time, members of the special security team are knocked into the air, and the scene is overwhelming.

It wasn't until Yang Santai came that the situation was eased a little, but it was only eased. After a long time, if those masked men deal with all the members of the special security team, and then concentrate on dealing with Yang Santai and Shangguan, it is very likely that they will completely annihilated.

Ye Chenfeng didn't plan to help the special security team. First, there was no interaction, and he was even warned and forced by the country. Second, Ye Chenfeng was not familiar with the pool of water in the capital, and Ye Chenfeng was not familiar with several powerful forces. , including which side the current masked person belongs to, who is behind the scenes, and the power of the Demon Cult is also unknown, and the other is the Righteous Path Alliance and the Old House...

I don't know anything about these things. If it was Ye Chenfeng 400 years ago, he would not be afraid to challenge the entire martial arts world by himself.

But now the family is big and the business is big, the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the open. If you want to take revenge and offend those unknown forces, you will be retaliated and make people around you suffer.

This is what Ye Chenfeng doesn't want to see. Some things don't predict the consequences first, and it will be too late to regret.

What's more, the grievances between them have nothing to do with Ye Chenfeng's half a dime, why bother to go into this muddy water, now I just look at it as an outsider, of course, if Shangguan is in danger, Ye Chenfeng will still consider it, After all, he also helped himself, and Ye Chenfeng still has a clear grievance.

The current situation is already very unfavorable to the special security team. After the downfall of more than a dozen experts of the special security team, the pressure on Shangguan and Yang Santai has increased sharply, and they have been forced into danger...

Fortunately, five vigorous and sharp old men flew in from outside the wall. They each chose a masked man as soon as they came in. You don't need to check and know that they are all innate masters, which shocked Ye Chenfeng even more. , although his individual strength is stronger than any of them, but the overall strength is far behind.

Now that those old men appeared, the situation was tilted towards the secret service team, and the masked man had already started to retreat, and began to look for opportunities to escape.

"What are you still doing in a daze, surround them to prevent them from escaping." Shangguan shouted to the secret service team members.

As a result, those members of the special security team, including those below the peak of Houtian, surrounded the surrounding area in twos and threes, ready to kill the turtle in the urn.

After finally trapping these masked people, the National Old House, which has been a deadly enemy for decades, will naturally not let them go. They all tried their best to make unique moves. If they want to hit these masked people hard this time, it is best to capture them all alive, and then Interrogate them one by one to find out who is behind the scenes.

Ever since, the scene became tragic, with the murderous aura stirring the unparalleled gangster energy in the spacious courtyard, the wind and sand in the field were blowing up, making people unable to open their eyes. Forced to retreat one after another, as if encountering a fierce gust of wind.

Ye Chenfeng didn't plan to make a move at first, but he saw one of the five old men, who was the one he had been looking for all along—Yan Chengfei.

Words are wrong? !

snort!

The purple awns in Ye Chenfeng's eyes flourished, and the murderous aura pierced through the canopy. At this moment, Ye Chenfeng confirmed Yang Santai's identity and the organization he belonged to.

Just when he was about to go out, Ye Chenfeng retreated, after thinking about it...

Brave but not resourceful is reckless.

The old people's home is very powerful. If his identity is exposed, he may not be able to live in peace in the future, so he immediately used the bone control technique...

In less than ten seconds, the bones of Ye Chenfeng's whole body cracked and exploded, not only changed his appearance, but also changed his body shape, turning into a middle-aged man. But it is full of a coquettish atmosphere.

In the arena, Yan Chengfei had already pulled out the Ice Soul Weeping Blood Sword curled around his waist. After practicing the skill, the temperature of the scene dropped instantly. There is no way to fight back.

At the same level, having a magical weapon in his hands would be a great advantage, and Yan Chengfei's own skill is also higher than that of his opponent, so he is naturally invincible.

Soon, the opponent's arm was struck by Yan Chengfei's sword, and no blood spewed out, only the masked man let out a groan of pain, because the moment the Weeping Blood Sword cut the masked man's arm skin, the wound blood had been frozen. A wisp of cold air penetrated into the masked man's body from the wound along the meridian of the arm, causing the masked man to shiver uncontrollably. Then, his face turned pale, and he immediately lost [-]% of his combat power.

One after another, Yan Chengfei's sharp sword pierced the masked man's heart, and there was no blood rushing out. When he pulled out the sword, Yan Chengfei was very satisfied with the Weeping Blood Sword that was not stained with half a drop of blood. To see who to help, suddenly, the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand encountered a strong suction force, Yan Chengfei was careless, and the Weeping Blood Sword was sucked and flew into the air...

Yan Chengfei was startled, his body immediately reacted with a sharp shot, he leaped up in the air and chased after the Weeping Blood Sword, but unfortunately, he was greeted by a vast and powerful purple force, and the Weeping Blood Sword was already in the hands of the attacking people from the sky In the middle of the day, Yan Chengfei was sent flying ten feet away by the volley.

"Who are you, do you want to take it by force?" Yan Chengfei stepped back five or six steps before he stabilized his body. He was shocked and even more angry that the other party took away his Weeping Blood Sword.

Robbery?

It seems that he once said this sentence to him, and now Ye Chenfeng doesn't mind retaliation.

"I not only want the sword, but also your life."

After Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, he wrapped the Weeping Blood Sword around his waist like a spirit snake, and then looked at Yan Chengfei and smiled coldly. Then, Ye Chenfeng's momentum continued to rise, and his surroundings blew up like a tornado. In a whirlwind, all the sand and dust on the ground gathered towards him, gathering more and more, within three breaths, the aura climbed to the peak, and the powerful and terrifying aura emanating from his body instantly swept across the entire square.

Ye Chenfeng intentionally destroyed Yan Chengfei with a palm, so he used enough power to succeed. At the same time, he also wanted to test the power of Ziyang Zhenqi, whether it could destroy a congenital master.

call!

When Ye Chenfeng's body moved, it rolled in a straight line against the ground, and the green granite on the ground where it passed was scattered and splashed, leaving a long and deep groove.

The two fighting parties who were close to each other were blown away by this powerful Ziyang true energy, and they all looked at the misty whirlwind in horror, and even the other two fighting parties couldn't help but stop.

Looking at the terrifying and misty tornado in front of him, Yan Chengfei was terrified, it was too late to dodge, he hurriedly gathered all his internal energy, and spread a protective qi outside his body, his palms erupted with powerful qi, trying to resist the horror Human tornado.

As soon as the strength of the two sides came into contact, Yan Chengfei felt a volcanic eruption of rock fire rushing towards him with destructive power, irresistible. A truck traveling at 200 miles per hour was hit head-on...

boom!

Yan Chengfei was shot five feet straight, sprayed a bloody arrow in the air, and fell to the foot of the bluestone wall. His internal organs had been severely injured, and he couldn't get up after struggling.

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