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Although Ming Hong Dao was out of its sheath, Ye Feng stood on the spot, not saying a word, quietly preparing to attack someone "later".

Ye Feng did not drive Ming Hongdao to intercept the two extremely fierce sword glows, but rushed forward from obliquely behind like light smoke, as fast as lightning, as if to sweep away thousands of troops, and slashed towards Fu Hongbing's waist .

Ming Hongdao is like a psychic, the sword has not yet arrived, but the sound of the sword is the first to catch people's ears, and Fu Hongbing is naturally not an ordinary person. The two long swords meet and block Ye Feng's knife, but the whole person is horizontal Move out one meter.

Afterwards, Ye Feng flew into the air like a dragon, stabbing wildly, slashing left and right, every strike was powerful and heavy, hitting Fu Hongbing's double-strand swords fiercely, like a thunderbolt from the sky, with violent energy rushing like a mountain torrent , counterattack along Fu Hongbing's blade.

Quickly advancing and retreating, in an instant, swords and swords clashed, and it was already over a hundred.

Ye Feng hacked a total of 97 knives, the knives were an attack, but Fu Hongbing didn't have the slightest chance to counterattack.But what can be seen is that no matter how quicksilver strikes Ye Feng's Ming Hong Dao, Fu Hongbing's two swords can always defuse it just right. how endless rain

Average—crazy attacks are always intercepted by Fu Hongbing.

But he never thought that Ye Feng's 97 knives were just an appetizer. Suddenly, Ye Feng was no longer attacking, and he shot up from the air. Seeing this sharp knife, Fu Hongbing knew he couldn't stop it, but when he wanted to dodge it, he found that his body couldn't move at all. Ye Feng actually learned the power of stagnation from Wu Ya.

At the moment of his surprise, Ye Feng's saber fell.

Immediately, the cyclone dissipated towards the surroundings, and a thick cloud of dust stirred up on the ground, wrapping Ye Feng and Fu Hongbing together. When the dust fell, Ye Feng and Fu Hongbing were standing face to face.It's just that the corners of Ye Feng's mouth were full of disdain, and Fu Hongbing's eyes were full of horror, the double swords in his hand had both been severed, his tiger's mouth had burst, and blood remained along the blade, dripping onto the ground, sending out The sound of "hissing" shows how strong the poison on Fu Hongbing's double-strand sword is?

"Why, you became so strong?" Fu Hongbing asked sadly.

The blood in Ye Feng's eyes gradually faded, and he said: "I really didn't expect that you would be so weak, but it's true when you think about it, how can a person who has been studying trickery for 20 years be able to beat someone who is fighting in iron blood?" A warrior who grew up in the middle of nowhere? Fu Hongbing, you are defeated. From Wu Ya and the others, you should have learned that in the face of absolute power, all schemes and schemes are futile."

"Haha, Ye Feng, maybe what you said is right, but I am not defeated, Wu Ya did not teach me the superb swordsmanship, my strongest is the Tantric six-character mantra, haha, Ye Feng pick me up The last move." After Fu Hongbing finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and recited the six-character mantra, and Ye Feng felt the air around him violently condense towards Fu Hongbing's hands.

Ye Feng's face showed a sneer again, he put the Ming Hong Dao in his hand aside, and practiced Tai Chi in the same place since ancient times, while his hands kept drawing arcs, he simultaneously pinched some complicated and complicated knives, The sound of the dragon's chant resounded through the heaven and the earth, and finally when Fu Hongbing hit a bergamot hand, a golden dragon of true energy circled and attacked the bergamot hand.

Immediately, the air turned into a storm, and the sound was like torrential rain.

It took half an hour to slowly dissipate, Ye Feng's face was slightly pale, but there was a triumphant smile on his face, because Fu Hongbing was kneeling on the ground with a big mouthful of blood pouring out of his mouth, already losing his ability to fight.

"It's over." After Ye Feng finished speaking lightly, he took out a delicate silver knife from his pocket. The word "Feng" was engraved on the front of the knife, and the word "Rain" was engraved on the back.

"Xiao Yu, let's kill him together."

The news broadcast that night was full of one thing for half an hour, that is, the news of Fu Hongbing's death, all kinds of hype about Fu Hongbing's excellent style, and his service for the country and the people, but all of this has nothing to do with his I no longer have any relationship.

In several corners of the country, unlike the grief in the news, it is as lively as the New Year. These people are naturally Fenglang Yeyu's people. They all know that their spiritual leader, Brother Feng, has already defeated the Fu family. .From the time the sun rises the next day, Fenglang Yeyu will be able to clean up his crimes openly and control the underground order in China.

Fu's villa, because Fu Hongbing had already sent all his family members abroad, so in the huge villa, only Fu Hongbing himself was staring at the TV stupidly, smiling like crazy.

And beside him stood a woman, she was Ya Jie'er, she was Ya Jie'er, her eyes were dark and cold, and she said slowly: "Qiu Bai, all these years, I have come to where I am today. The means, I know too well."

"What if you know?"

Ya Jie'er smiled and said, "I hope you can know why you lost."

"Why did I lose?"

"Because Ye Feng struggled in the world, no matter how difficult the situation was, he never asked his relatives to come forward to help. But, you have never been out of Beijing, failure is inevitable. Ye Feng has grown into a You are a strong man who can compete with your father, but what about you, after knowing your father died, did you realize that you grew up under his wings?"

"I know." Fu Qiubai sneered.

"In fact, in the past, if you could follow Dongfang Chaoyang honestly, know how to hide your strength and bide your time, restrain yourself and be careful, and be cautious and calm, you could be in that position." Ya Jieer frowned, a future leader of the country Cultivation is never something that can be accomplished overnight. It requires a long investigation, perhaps ten years, twenty years, or even three to forty years.

"But those old guys look down on me, what can I do?" Fu Qiubai roared almost crazily.

"Because your intentions are not right." Ya Jie'er was not at all shocked by Fu Qiubai's emotional fluctuations, because a few years ago, she was tricked into a pirate ship, what kind of storms and waves have she never seen?

"What are you doing here? Are you here to see my joke?" Fu Qiubai suddenly stood up from the ground, grabbed Ya Jie'er's neck with one hand, and was about to tear her clothes with the other, but he didn't expect that he would actually He was kicked by Ya Jie'er and flew several meters away.

"I came here to avenge myself, Fu Qiubai, you once made me spurned by the man I love, today, I want you to be a joke in the eyes of all Chinese people."