Tang Shi was shocked and suddenly came out.

He took action quickly, and all kinds of hidden weapons were scattered out like rain, shooting into the sky.

With only one arm left, he can still use many hidden weapons and even use a variety of poisons.

But the sudden scattering blood mist made his face change instantly.

All the hidden weapons emitted suddenly condensed into the air, as if they were absorbed by the blood mist, and then they fell to the ground one after another.

Can others not know, but can he not know?

No poison can be effective for those who come. Tang Sect’s lord of the Blessed Land of Biphosphonus and the “poison king” Tang Poison are both mourned by Feng Yifei.

The Tang Sect in Shu was originally divided into two sects. One advocated the study of poisoning, and the other advocated the development of hidden weapons passed down by our ancestors, that is, the old lady Tang could suppress it because she knew that it was difficult to compare with the Wen family, a time-honored brand in Lingnan. This was a matter of squandering the foundation.

But the "poison king" Tang Du is in the poisonous path, and in the Tang sect lineage, his achievements are unparalleled, but even a superb figure like him dies at the hands of a junior Feng Yifei.

In recent years, new voices have emerged in the Tang Sect, combining poisonous weapons to use poison into martial arts. The representative figures are the younger generations such as Tang Shiwu and Tang Xiaoyu. They are indeed superior to the blue, and even many elders of the Tang Sect are afraid of their sharpness and have to suppress them so as not to break the rules of their ancestors.

However, Tang Xiaoyu was defeated and left under Feng Yifei.

Seeing the blood mist appear, Tang Shijing already knew the bad things.

It was indeed as he expected.

The dazzling blue light flashed violently, this was the last scene left in Tang Shijing's eyes.

He broke his arm, and only the hidden weapons and poison could be relied on. He could not hurt Feng Yifei and could not force him back. His ending was already destined.

Feng Yifei was surprised when he killed Tang Sijing with one finger. He saw a man breaking through the roof of the Martial Arts Hall and trying to escape, so he immediately chased him.

Unexpectedly, Tang Shijing was seriously injured and even his arm was broken.

The culprit has been eliminated, but the noise from the palace under your feet is not very correct.

With a violent sound of "Peng", a figure flew out from the martial arts hall.

Feng Yifei turned his head and looked at it, and what was blown out was the scammering Feng.

Diao Xiaofeng turned around and stood still after he had already lifted his strength, but one leg seemed to be a little heavy, and he lifted it slightly, and the foot seemed to be injured.

Diao Meihong chased after him quickly, blocked the door with her arms wide open, and shouted sadly, "Brother! Stop! Do you know what you are doing?"

In an instant, Feng Yifei saw that Diao Xiaofeng was in a bad state, and he felt like he was crazy, his eyes were covered with blood, his hair was disheveled, and his face was distorted and terrifying.

Diao Xiaofeng pointed at Diao Meihong and laughed wildly, "You ask me if I know what I am doing? Of course I know what I am doing? I have suffered a lot of grievances over the past few years and endured others' manipulation. Now, I am the real martial arts master and the real owner of Diaojiazhuang..."

His eyes were even more crazy than the crazy laughter, and he said fiercely, "Do you know? The Tang Sect controlled Diaojiazhuang and wanted to shape Diaojiazhuang into a small Tang Sect. Therefore, they robbed the house and got a lot of money - those things, gold, silver, pearls, treasures, jade, agate, calligraphy and paintings, were enough to bring a big city!"

Diao Xiaofeng showed a ferocious expression on his face, and his eyes were filled with evil colors, "Think about it, so many priceless treasures are mine. I am the owner of Diaojiazhuang. I want to use this wealth to enjoy it, build Diaojiazhuang into a magnificent and powerful force, and then counterattack the Tang Sect and take revenge... Haha... Haha..."

Speaking of this, he let out another series of crazy laughter.

Just now, Feng Yifei was fully focused on fighting with Tang Xiaoyu, and ignored the situation in the Martial Arts Hall. He didn't know what the situation was. Tang Shi broke his arm and fled, thinking that it was an iron hand and controlled the situation coldly.

At this moment, it was very different from what I thought. The aura of the iron hand actually weakened, and the cold blood seemed to have not improved much, so there were obviously variables again.

Diao Xiaofeng continued, "If I don't kill them, they will snatch gold, silver and treasures back and hand them over to the hands of corrupt officials. That's not for those dog officials to enjoy? Will they also hand them back to the victim who doesn't even have an orphan? You are my younger brothers and sisters, and I won't kill them. You must help me revitalize the prestige of the Diao family. I will only kill them, not you!"

His words went over and over again, and although his voice was soft, he had a creepy madness.

Feng Yifei floated down and blocked Diao Meihong a few feet away, "You can't kill anyone!"

Diao Meihong exclaimed anxiously, "My elder brother, he was manipulated by the dog thief Tang Sijing's medicine, don't hurt him!"

Can you speak so well under the control of drugs?

Feng Yifei was surprised that he had never noticed that Diao Xiaofeng had any signs of poisoning. If Diao Meihong said it was not false, it might be that the medicine left a disaster, which affected Diao Xiaofeng's mind and made him really crazy.

He glanced back and saw that the iron hand was half kneeling, and one hand was inserted into the ground, as if he was trying to get poisonous.

Didn’t he give him the Niuhuang Blood-Devouring Pill before? Tang Shijing’s poison is so powerful? He can’t suppress the toxicity?

The cold blood had just arrived at the door, and it seemed that it was very hurt, but it looked relieved.

Feng Yifei defeated the powerful enemy and returned, which really made him feel relieved.

"Dog official!" Diao Xiaofeng shouted loudly and rushed forward with a knife.

Oh! You have healed the scar and forgot the pain. I don’t remember how many teeth I have knocked out?

Feng Yifei's middle fingers instantly burst out his sword light and met him.

If you don’t kill, it’s not difficult to control Diao Xiaofeng.

As a player, he recovers from injuries much faster than ordinary people. When he fought with Tang Xiaoyu, he only suffered some internal injuries. When he ran back, Feng Yifei had already taken the ruba pill for treatment. In addition, the recovery of the "Spring Equinox" was completely in the peak state.

Before he could fight, Feng Yifei realized something was wrong. The qi of the flashy smile on Feng was more than one level higher than that of the pleasure boat that day.

As soon as we fought, we immediately realized that at that time, Diao Xiaofeng deliberately showed weakness.

He was tolerant enough at that time, and would rather be knocked out of his teeth without revealing any clues.

But that's all!

Diao Xiaofeng can suppress the iron hand with profound cultivation because the iron hand is too poisoned. He must have both the iron hand and the cold-blooded state of being free from worries. He may not be able to compare with the cold-blooded ones when life and death are in harmony.

He only has one pair of hands and a knife.

Even if Feng Yifei does not use the powerful tricks such as the Domine Sword, the Soft Sword, and the Jing Shen Finger, there are also swords that are comparable to the sharp blade of the treasure soldier, and many tentacles melted from blood mist. One person has dozens of hands.

The real and real of the Soul-Lost Sword Technique is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and it has no effect on Feng Yifei at all. No matter whether it is false or real, it is just to directly pull it over.

With quick fights, I fought for dozens of times, and Diao Xiaofeng was swept away.

Feng Yifei was already a little confused. The tentacles condensed from the blood mist could not be trapped. The slight smile of real kung fu was revealed, but he clearly hit many of his acupoints, but he seemed to be fine.

Diao Meihong shouted, "Master Feng, brother, he has the method of moving the acupoints against the meridians. If you can't control the acupoints, you can't catch him!"

Can't pin acupoints?

There is still a way to subdue him!
Chapter completed!