Xuanyuan Jue

209 Chapter 1 Turning the tide ([-])
Feng Quan's "Master" was not very loud, but in Feng Shen's ears, it was like a thunderclap on the ground.He only felt a roar in his head, and looked at that person stupidly.

"Master!" Feng Quan shook Feng Shen like crazy. "Look! Look quickly! Is that the master? Is that the master..."

Through blinded tears, Feng Shen saw that the man was standing with his hands behind his back, with a bearded face and clear eyes, could it be his late father Feng Zhao?

With a light kick, Feng Zhao kicked Bai Ling's body away several feet. "Shen'er, don't you recognize me?"

Hearing this, Feng Shen had no doubts, shouted "Daddy", and knelt down with Feng Quan at Feng Zhao's knees.

Feng Shen hugged his father's legs, weeping. "Father...how did your old man...how could..."

Feng Zhao stroked the top of Feng Shen's head, and said pityingly, "Shen'er, you have suffered all these years...Feng Quan, you are fine! I heard it just now, everyone get up!"

"Yes..." Feng Quan wiped away his tears and lifted Feng Shen up. "Master, no matter what, the reunion of your father and son is a great joy. Don't cry, get up..."

Feng Zhao turned around and looked down upon the wall, with murderous intent in his eyes.

After being swept away by Feng Zhao's gaze, Zeng San panicked, and then he came back to his senses. "Feng...Mr. Feng, so you are not dead yet!? This is really strange... Back then, I saw your burial with my own eyes..."

Feng Zhaodao: "If the old man doesn't use the 'turtle's breath technique' to fake death, how dare you bastards take the lead? So what if you are buried? Can a mere pile of rotten wood and a few handfuls of loess stop me, 'Iron Palm' Feng Zhao?" ?”

Feng Shen said: "But father, the boy is your closest relative, don't you even trust me? Why don't you tell the truth to the boy?"

Feng Zhao didn't turn his head back and said: "Shen'er, the gangsters are cunning, cunning and cunning, and they may notice if they have a slight flaw. Do you remember the Yuelai Inn? That night you went to get a fake 'Xuanyuan Jue', Zeng San is right behind you!"

"What?" Zeng San and Feng Shenqi said in surprise, "The mysterious person that night was you?"

"That's right!" Feng Zhao said, "The old man first snatched Shen'er's 'Xuanyuan Jue', and then killed Zeng San, your reporting mynah with flying stones!"

Feng Shenqi said: "Father, but you know... you know that the 'Xuanyuan Jue' hidden in the inn is fake!"

Feng Zhaodao: "Father knows, but Zeng San doesn't! What Dad did that night was to let Zeng San see that the 'Xuanyuan Jue' he wanted has been snatched away, so that he won't beat you anymore. The crooked idea... Who knows that their ghosts linger, and finally found your head."

Feng Shen suddenly said: "It turns out that Dad was protecting the child... By the way, Dad, the person who threw stones to lead the way in the shadow forest and captured the villain of heaven in one fell swoop..."

Feng Zhao nodded and said, "That's right, those are all made by Dad!"

Feng Shen felt ashamed, "For so many years, my father has been protecting the child in secret, but the child is not filial, he failed to do his best to repay a ray of spring..."

Zeng San said with a "hehe" sneer: "Mr. Feng is really affectionate, you two are singing together, do you want us to watch a big show here?"

Feng Zhao shouted: "Since you are in a hurry to die, I will help you!"

Feng Shen stopped him: "Father, let the child come..."

"Shen'er, you don't need to be brave, let's go and rest first!" Feng Zhao said, he tapped a few acupuncture points on Feng Shen's chest for blood circulation, and waved to the muskmelon. "Little girl, come here!"

Xianggua stepped forward and said timidly: "Uncle Feng, my name is Xianggua..."

"I know." Feng Zhao smiled slightly, and said again, "Good boy, help Shen'er to sit there, and Feng Quan and the others are also in jail!"

Cantaloupe clapped on the wrist, "Don't worry, Uncle Feng, as long as this crossbow is here, I will never let them lose a single hair!"

"Okay, take this and go." After Feng Zhao finished speaking, he handed the long barrel to the melon, and then turned to the wall and shouted loudly: "Sticky rodent, why don't you come down and lead to death?!"

This shout made Zeng San's ears humming, just now seeing Feng Zhao's two moves to kill Bai Ling, he was already very afraid of him.But Zeng San looked around and found that the dead soldiers in Prince Qing's Mansion were indifferent, he could only bite the bullet and ordered Jin Chi and Zi Xi to say: "You two go to fight first."

Jin Chi and Zi Xie looked at each other, a little timidly. "Commander, our brothers are so capable, I'm afraid it's..."

"What are you afraid of?" Zeng San pulled out a long willow-leaf dart and glanced at the group of dead soldiers. "I'm here to sweep the formation for you, you go to fight for a few times first, so that those brothers can see the old man's way... Besides, if you really encounter danger, how can those brothers see you?" Will you just sit back and do nothing? Cut the fucking nonsense and just go boldly!"

"Success!" Hearing what Zeng San said, Jin Chi and Zi Yao gained some confidence, each took their weapons and jumped into the courtyard. "Old thing, let's shine!"

Feng Zhao snorted coldly: "You two bastards are worthy of the old man's use of weapons? Empty hands are enough to send you away!"

"Okay! This old thing has a long life, boss, let's go!" After Zi Yao finished speaking, he shook the chain of silver whips and hit Feng Zhao first.Seeing this, Jin Chi also waved his Maza long spear and attacked from the side.

Although these two are not first-class masters, they have been immersed in the unique weapons they use for several years, and they have already achieved a lot.In addition, the weapons were recast a while ago, and the two of them incorporated some new moves into them. This time, they used them together, and they added a lot of power.

The head of the whip was shining with silver light, whistling and swung down on Feng Zhao's head.Unexpectedly, before Feng Zhao moved half a step, he grabbed the whip with his hands.

Shocked, Zi Yao hastily whipped the whip, but unexpectedly, the whip stretched into a straight line, but the head of the whip was still in Feng Zhao's hand, and it didn't move at all.

At the same time, Jin Chi's Mazha spear came from the side.Feng Zhao dodged the sharp point, raised his foot and kicked the spear head, the jaws of the golden scorpion burst open, and the spear flew out of his hand.

As soon as they joined, Jin Chi and Zi Xi were terrified out of their wits.Feng Zhao shouted violently and pulled back with his whip.Zi Yao only felt his feet lighten, and flew towards Feng Zhao quickly.

In the air, Zi Yao's mind was in a trance, and she didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.Looking down, Feng Zhaoyi's palm had already been printed on his chest.

Purple Elf's hands and feet twitched for a while, and she fell on her back.When everyone looked at him, they found that his chest had been beaten into a large dent, his eyes were wide open, and blood was coming out from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was dead.

Seeing his death, Jin Chi screamed in panic, and instead of picking up the gun, he started to run away.

"Where are you going?" Feng Zhao flicked Zi Yao's serial silver whip, and the whip head was like a live snake, wrapping around Jin Chi's neck in a hurry.Jin Chi's neck tightened, and he felt suffocated. He grabbed the whip with both hands and began to tear it desperately.How could Feng Zhao let him break free?After swinging the silver whip and giving it away, Jin Chi was thrown straight at the courtyard wall.

There was a muffled sound and a half wail.Jin Chi hit his head and bled, and died of exhaustion.

With a raised hand, Feng Zhao punished two evils.Not only did Zeng San stand still holding the dart in fright, even the dead soldiers all changed color slightly.

Feng Quan opened his mouth empty for a while, before he said after a long time: "Young Master... When did Master become so powerful? I didn't even see clearly... Those two villains died..."

Feng Shen shook his head, and said: "Daddy possesses unique skills but hides them in secret. It's the first time I've seen him today... It's just... It's just that those wicked people died a bit miserable..."

Xianggua said: "Brother Feng, put away your bodhisattva heart! What is there to be pitiful about? If Uncle Feng hadn't come to save them, we might be the ones lying there now..."

"Well said!" Feng Zhaochong nodded at Xianggua, and said to Feng Shen, "Shen'er, it's useless for you to be a handsome man of seven feet, but you are not as good-sighted as a little girl! You remember it for me, since you have to deal with the wicked, you can do it right now." Be merciless!"

Feng Shen said with embarrassment: "What Daddy taught me is that the child must remember..."

Feng Zhao ignored Feng Shen, and said to Zeng San: "Come on, I will teach you about your willow-leaf dart again!"

Zeng San didn't dare to fight, he turned to the leader of the dead men and said, "Boss Zhang, do you still want to stand by and watch?"

The leader surnamed Zhang hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Feng Zhao had already shouted, "Sangmen Dao Zhang Shaoshang, Zeng San is nothing serious, it doesn't matter if you meet me when you come down!"

Hearing this, the leader surnamed Zhang was startled suddenly. "Old... old man, you actually recognize me?"

Feng Zhao snorted, and his eyes moved slowly on the wall. "Fenglei Hall Master Sheng Zhang, Bajimen Wu Yuantu, 'Fire Hand Fist' Tu Qianfeng, 'Soul Chaser Swordsman' Leng Chaosheng, 'Ghost Foot Immortal' Qi Ping, 'Smiling Rakshasa' Yu Wenlie, 'Wu Ling Shuang Sha' Zhuo Buzhuo, Zhuo Bushu..."

Whenever Feng Zhao thought of a name, correspondingly, a dead man was dumbfounded.After waiting around and shouting, the people on the wall were already at war with swords drawn and glaring at each other.

"Old man, what is your background?"

"How do you know our history? Tell me! Tell me!"

Feng Shen also wondered: "Father, these people... you know all of them?"

Feng Zhao said indifferently: "Shen'er, you don't know something. The few standing on the wall are either martial artists who founded sects or famous bandits for a long time. Like that Wu Yuantu, who used to rely on a set of "Qian Kun" "Pi Hang Fist" hit the invincible hands all over the south of the Five Ridges, and created the eight poles of the sect; and Qi Ping, relying on a few "lightning kicks", swept the caravans and bandits in Mobei... As for the Shaoshang Huh, hum, it's even worse, the group of masters secretly recruited by Prince Qing's mansion will follow his example!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone shouted. "The old man's eyes are poisonous. We kept our names incognito all these years, but he recognized him."

Another person continued: "Yes, old man Wuna, since you know our names, why are you still so arrogant?"

(End of this chapter)