Although the middle-aged man's voice was not loud, Hua Twelve had been practicing the Taoist Breathing Technique for several years, and his hearing power was far superior to ordinary people. He could hear his words clearly. When he heard the words, his heart moved, and he turned his head to look over there.

go.

Just as he was looking over there, he suddenly saw a figure jumping out from the back of the hall holding a steel knife. He rushed to the fire in a few steps, kicked up the iron pot and kicked it to the ground.

The white rice was scattered all over the floor.

This turn of events shocked everyone in the front hall. The tall middle-aged man from before suddenly stood up, grabbed a golden stick behind his back, and held it in his hand.

In front of him, he opened his eyes angrily and shouted: "You are the little thief!"

And the people who were originally gathered around the fire also picked up weapons one after another, obviously they were all from the world.

Ma Chunhua's martial arts skills are now much higher than before. She is not afraid of such scenes, but just looks over there curiously.

But Hua Twelve recognized the man who rushed out at a glance. If he had shaved his beard, he was clearly the young Hu Fei from Merchant Fort a few years ago.

Although several years have passed, Hu Fei's appearance has not changed much, except that he has grown a beard and his face has sharp edges and corners, which adds a bit of fortitude.

Hu Fei sneered with an angry look on his face: "Master Fengtian Nanfeng, you are really easy for me to find!"

When Ma Chunhua heard Feng Tiannan's name, she reached out and drew her sword.

She practiced the Jade Girl Heart Sutra in the ancient tomb, and naturally also learned the Jade Girl sword technique. From then on, she abandoned the sword and used the sword. The weapons she and Hua Twelve used now were purchased by her and Hua Twelve for a thousand taels of silver when they passed by Lishui.

A Longquan sword.

Although it is not as good as Hua Twelve's Leng Yue Sword, it is still a rare weapon.

Ma Chunhua was about to draw her sword and take action, but Hua Twelve stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand. Then he shook his head slightly and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Let's watch the show. Now that we have met, he can't run away!"

Ma Chunhua is no longer the coquettish and wild-tempered Yunying from Merchant Fort a few years ago when she was not married. After these few years of getting along, Hua Twelve has dealt with her miserably. Her temper has been trained long ago, and her words to her man are even worse.

It's about following your advice.

As soon as Hua Twelve spoke, she immediately gave up her plan to take action and watched the show with her man.

Then he saw Hu Fei blocking the temple door with his sword, and then he said coldly: "Master Feng, you don't have to explain anything. If you kill Zhong Asi's family, I will kill your Master Feng's family. We will kill them one by one without any ambiguity."

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He said with a cold smile, and the steel knife in his hand was linked with a sword: "You, Mr. Feng, are different. I will kill you last, so that your family will not be left in the world, and you will not worry about dying in peace."

When Feng Tiannan heard that the other party wanted to kill his whole family, the color on his face changed. Finally, he waved the golden stick and said:

"A good man is responsible for his work, so what's the point of talking nonsense? If you want Feng's life, just take it."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, shouted, and hit Hu Fei on the head with a "catch-the-head" move. At the same time, he shouted behind him: "Yi Ming, leave quickly, dad stop him!"

Hua Twelve glanced behind Feng Tiannan and saw a gentle young man, probably Feng Yiming, the son of Master Feng.

At this time, Feng Yiming's face was full of anxiety. He did not listen to his father's words and run away. Instead, he said to the people around him: "Everyone, come together, I don't believe he can deal with so many people!" As he said this, he straightened up his single sword and moved to the left side of Hu Fei.

Launch an attack.

There were sixteen or seventeen other people in the palace who were skilled in martial arts. At this time, they heard Feng Yiming's call, and eight or nine people held weapons in their hands and followed Feng Yiming to kill Hu Fei.

At this time, Hu Fei had already forced Feng Tiannan back with two swords. Obviously, his martial arts skills were much higher than the latter's, but he just kept his promise to kill him in the end and did not kill him painfully.

After forcing Feng Tiannan back, Hu Fei faced the others who rushed towards him and entered the crowd. He suddenly rose and fell, and hit all the acupuncture points of Feng Tiannan's eighty-nine disciples. Then he punched and kicked the people who had the acupuncture points.

Throw them aside one by one.

Suddenly, there was no one in front of him. The only ones who had rushed up to take action were the Feng family and his son.

Seeing Hu Fei's joking face, Feng Tiannan gritted his teeth and shouted to his son in a low voice: "Ming'er, if you don't leave, do you really want the Feng family to have no descendants?"

Feng Yiming was holding a single sword, hesitating a little. He didn't know whether he should step forward to attack, or listen to his father's words and escape.

"Wherever you go, stay here!"

Hu Fei's body swayed, and he had grabbed Feng Yiming's back, raising his knife to kill.

Feng Tiannan shouted loudly, swung out his golden stick, and stepped forward to intercept him.

Hu Fei lowered his head, got under Feng Yiming's armpit, and gently pushed the latter's shoulder with his backhand. Feng Yiming was unsteady, leaned back, and hit Feng Tiannan's stick.

Hit up.

Feng Tiannan was shocked when he saw that the target was his own son instead of a thief. He hurriedly collected the golden stick. Finally, he had worked hard for decades on this stick and pulled it back at the critical moment, so that he did not beat his son until his brains exploded.

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Next, Hu Fei relied on his exquisite moves and flexible body skills to tease the father and son repeatedly, pulling and pushing him, always deliberately sending Feng Yiming under Feng Tiannan's stick.

Every time Feng Tiannan made a move, he had to change direction or stop his attack midway. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to hit Hu Fei, but his son would also have to kill him with his own hands.

Feng Tiannan, who became more and more aggrieved with the beating, shouted loudly:

"Feng traveled rampantly in Lingnan and became the head of the Five Tigers Sect. He has killed many people in his life. My son has also killed thirty or forty people. If he dies in your hands today, what does it matter? If you don't take action, why don't you do it?

Why are you so verbose?"

Hu Fei seemed to enjoy this feeling of cat and mouse, and sneered: "Then you can just settle it yourself, I don't need to bother you anymore."

Feng Tiannan saw that he couldn't be beaten and couldn't escape. Instead of letting others play with him, it would be better to kill himself. He immediately laughed, turned the end of the stick, and hit himself on the top of the head.

Suddenly, silver light flashed, and a very long soft whip flew out from Hu Fei's back, wrapped around the golden stick, and snatched it away.

Feng Tiannan's physical strength was very strong, and his hard work was so good that he didn't lose the gold-winning stick, but his turning around stopped.

Hua Twelve and Ma Chunhua could see clearly that the person wielding the whip and seizing the stick was a slender young girl wearing purple clothes. She pulled her hand inwards with force, but Feng Tiannan's golden stick remained motionless.

But she took advantage of the situation and jumped out.

After the purple-clothed girl landed, she smiled at Hu Fei and said, "Brother Hu, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully, but don't kill anyone."

Hu Fei gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Yuan, you don't know, this man's crimes are heinous. I chased this evil thief from Guangdong to Hunan. I must kill him today!"

The girl in purple clothes still shook her head: "I can't stand killing people today. Brother Hu, you can't kill everyone, you have to leave three points of leeway."

Hu Fei was still waiting to argue, but at this stall, someone suddenly burst out laughing. Listening to the laughter, it seemed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

The person who laughed was none other than Hua Twelve. While laughing, he loudly said to Ma Chunhua: "I didn't expect that I met another bitch today?"
Chapter completed!