Genius playboy

Zongzheng moved, and Wen Nan moved accordingly. The two attacked Jiang Feng from two directions, one from the left and the other from the right. Zongzheng punched fiercely, while Wen Nan used a short knife.

Jiang Feng's pupils contracted slightly. As expected, none of the two of them were good at it. Jiang Feng didn't collide with Zongzheng head-on. Instead, he avoided Zongzheng's attack and faced Wen Nan.

With evil eyes in the corners of Wen Nan's eyes, he swung the short knife, and slashed at Jiang Feng in a sideways posture. The knife was silent, and the blade was invisible, only the cold wind brought by the knife.

"Wen Nan, the knife in your hand is not bad, please lend it to me for a while." Jiang Feng said coldly, as the shadow of the figure shuttled through the shadow of the knife, Wen Nan's knife was fast, and Jiang Feng's was even faster.

Wen Nan heard that Jiang Feng was still in the mood to speak, and dared to hit the knife in her hand, his face turned cold, and he slashed out with a backhand of dozens of knives. The knives slashed at Jiang Feng's vital points, vowing to split Jiang Feng into two pieces. .

Little did he know that although Wen Nan's sword skills were superb, Jiang Feng saw flaws everywhere. Of course, this was not a question of strength, but a question of vision.

Even in the world of comprehension, Jiang Feng used to be a hero. The battles he has experienced and the skills he has been exposed to are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

What's more, there are no cultivators on the earth. At least so far, Jiang Feng has not come into contact with any cultivators. What they practice is ancient martial arts, so they don't understand the mystery of cultivation.

If Jiang Feng was strong enough, with the flaws in Wen Nan's sword technique, he only needed to flick his fingers, and Wen Nan would be defeated immediately.

And even though Jiang Feng's strength was far behind his vision at this time, it would not be easy for Wen Nan to hurt him. In the shadow of the knife, Jiang Feng's hand stretched out like lightning, and buckled To Wen Nan's wrist.

Empty into the sword, grab the knife!

At first, Wen Nan thought that Jiang Feng wanted to borrow the knife in her hand because she was a woman, and compared to Zongzheng, she was a little weaker, and he was talking to her deliberately to anger her. Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng actually did this. I was taken aback.

Wen Nan immediately folded his wrist, and the blade cut against Jiang Feng's hand, but no matter how quick Wen Nan's reaction was, it was too late. Jiang Feng slapped Wen Nan's wrist with his palm. The knife flew out.

Jiang Feng then grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed it in the direction where the knife flew out. With a sharp "huh", Zong Zheng appeared in front of Jiang Feng and stopped Jiang Feng.

"Jiang Feng, bullying a woman is nothing." Zong Zheng stared at Jiang Feng and said darkly, punched Jiang Feng, and fought with Jiang Feng.

Wen Nan looked at the short knife that fell on the ground, frowned slightly, and walked over to pick up the short knife belatedly, holding it tightly in his hand, and looked at Jiang Feng with a bit of fear.

Wen Nan came from a hermit family, and was trained intensively since she was a child. I don't know how much money and material resources were spent to barely achieve today's achievements. But Jiang Feng, although he is from the Jiang family, how can the Jiang family compare with the Wen family?

Such a gap, in addition to financial and material resources, is more due to the lack of foundation. Without such foundation, one will never be able to reach that height.

However, Jiang Feng's strength was so strong, which made Wen Nan feel a little worried about his gains and losses. He held the knife tightly in his hand, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by Jiang Feng again.

With a "boom", Jiang Feng and Zong Zheng punched hard, and two figures shot out in two directions. Zong Zheng's face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"That's all." Jiang Feng said lightly.

"Really?" Zongzheng smiled coldly and said, "Jiang Feng, I have to say, you are somewhat beyond my expectation, but don't forget, you are only one person."

While speaking, Zongzheng glanced at Wen Nan, and his eyes fell on Mr. Qingyuan from a distance. Mr. Qingyuan met Zongzheng's gaze, understood the meaning of Zongzheng's gaze, and slowly took a step forward.

"Where are you three? Why, are you scared out of your wits?" Zong Zheng said unceremoniously to the three monks.

The corner of the monk's mouth twitched slightly. He was indeed a little scared by Jiang Feng, but it was one thing to be scared, and another thing to be ridiculed in public.

The abstinence monk shouted dissatisfied: "What do you mean we are scared? We just don't want more people to bully fewer people... But since you are not Jiang Feng's opponent, it seems that it doesn't matter if we reluctantly fight together, right?"

The abstinence monk has a big bald head, and he has the aura of a monk, and it is this aura that makes him pay great attention to face. Such words are nondescript, seemingly high-sounding, but in fact Ridiculous.

But after speaking, the rebooting monk did not go out like Mr. Qingyuan, but a yin and yang scholar, took a few steps forward and stood beside Mr. Qingyuan.

Jiang Feng said that the first one was to kill the yin and yang scholar. Although the yin and yang scholar didn't think that Jiang Feng could kill himself, he still had some grudges in his heart.

From the perspective of the yin and yang scholar, since Jiang Feng wanted to kill him, the so-called bullying the few with the more, even if it was disgraceful, he would not feel any discomfort in his heart.

As soon as the yin and yang scholar moved, the abstinence monk and nun Wuxin took a few steps forward, forming a faint encirclement.

Zong Zheng said to Dong Baoyu and Wen Nan again: "Where are you two?"

Dong Baoyu and Wen Nan looked at each other, then nodded, but Dong Baoyu still had a bit of apology in his eyes, as if unwilling, but he had no other choice.

Seven people, one against Jiang Feng, Zong Zheng and Jiang Feng tested Jiang Feng's depth with one blow, and immediately pulled everyone together.

Then Zongzheng looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Jiang Feng, although you injured me just now, you may not feel better yourself. With so many of us, how long can you struggle?"

Zongzheng said this because of what Jiang Feng had in hand, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get it, even if he killed Jiang Feng, it would be thankless for him. Zongzheng didn't want to make a loss-making business.

Furthermore, after some probing, Zong Zheng also realized that even if Jiang Feng was slightly inferior to him, it would not be easy for him to suppress Jiang Feng, let alone kill Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng shook his head, and slowly walked towards Zongzheng. Zongzheng's face was ashen. Could this guy be a lunatic?

Zongzheng's thought was just born, Jiang Feng's speed suddenly accelerated, fast, unbelievably fast, and appeared in front of Zongzheng in an instant. The people next to him couldn't see clearly at all, but Zongzheng could see it clearly.

Jiang Feng is really crazy!

In an instant, this thought flashed through Zongzheng's mind. He never expected that Jiang Feng would do it before he had an absolute advantage.

Jiang Feng's fist blasted out like thunder, attacking Zongzheng's heart, and Zongzheng then punched out, attacking Jiang Feng's heart.

Jiang Feng's behavior was so abnormal that Zongzheng couldn't figure it out. He had no time to avoid Jiang Feng's attack at this time, so he could only force Jiang Feng back with a style of fighting that would hurt both sides.

But soon Zongzheng realized that he was too naive, because Jiang Feng didn't retreat at all, he just turned his body slightly, his punch hit Jiang Feng's left shoulder, and Jiang Feng's punch also hit his chest, This is because Zongzheng found something wrong and dodged hastily, otherwise this punch would be enough to make him suffer.

Zongzheng suddenly felt severe pain, his body was unstable, he staggered back a few steps, roared angrily, stepped on his left foot, and rushed towards Jiang Feng ferociously.

"boom!"

Jiang Feng and Zongzheng brushed past each other, punching each other, exchanging wounds for wounds. With a "vomit", Zongzheng spit out another mouthful of blood, and Jiang Feng also had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Jiang Feng, you deserve to die!" Zong Zheng yelled.

If the first punch was careless, and besides being calculated by Jiang Feng, then Zongzheng was a little creepy about this punch. His life, without regard for his own.

Madman, madman!

Zongzheng was panting heavily, his eyes were blood red, and he hated Jiang Feng to the extreme.

And Jiang Feng is also very difficult at this time, the breath in his body is disordered, and he is gradually becoming unrepressed. This is because he broke through to the sixth level of body training by chance and can barely mobilize the spiritual energy of the world. At that time, he was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

But even so, Jiang Feng's injury was still more serious than Zongzheng's in the two collisions with Zongzheng. It's just that Jiang Feng suppressed it with strong willpower and didn't show it.

Zongzheng was furious, and the other people also felt a slight chill down their backs. Jiang Feng was too cruel, what exactly did he want to do?Want to completely defeat Zongzheng?But does it make sense?Even if he defeated Zongzheng, he himself would be seriously injured. Facing so many people, even if he wanted to take chances, he would have no chance.

"All of you, kill him!" Zongzheng shouted, not knowing whether he was afraid that Jiang Feng would attack him again or what.

"Zongzheng, I told you a long time ago that you are nothing more than that." Jiang Feng laughed out loud, looking like he was insane, and rushed towards Zongzheng again regardless of others.

Jiang Feng's aura was so fierce that Zongzheng felt a chill in his heart for a moment. Seeing Jiang Feng rushing towards him, he didn't dare to make a move and retreated quickly.

With a sound of "swish", Wen Nan's knife came out from Jiang Feng's left side and struck Jiang Feng's neck. They all attacked Jiang Feng, except for Dong Baoyu, all of them attacked.

"Roar!"

Jiang Feng let out a sharp roar from the depths of his throat, and then saw a flash of knife light flashing out. After the flash of the knife light, it was fleeting, and with the knife light, a stream of blood spurted out.

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." , his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground without breath.

And Wen Nan looked at Jiang Feng, and then at her right hand. She didn't know when the knife in her hand was in Jiang Feng's hand, but when she saw Jiang Feng beheaded the yin and yang scholar with a knife, her eyelids couldn't help but feel heavy. With a jump, followed by Teng Teng Teng Teng back a few steps, almost fell to the ground...