He just heard it on the roof that the Saint Taoist wanted to attack Hajas, but he did not show up immediately. After all, if Quini noticed the movement in the inn, he might be in trouble.

Tang Feifan followed him secretly until he was about to arrive at the city lord's mansion that Tang Feifan appeared. He stood on the roof of a house in front of the Saint Taoist priest, holding his arms and looking at him coldly.

Feeling this hostile gaze, the Saint Taoist stopped and raised his head. After seeing Tang Feifan, the anger in his eyes was about to burn the clouds in the sky.

"Did you finally come out openly? A timid mouse!" The saint priest shouted: "I will take your life today!"

"Your three companions are lost to me. Just you, I'm afraid you're overestimating your abilities?" Tang Feifan said with a smile.

"Damn it, you dare to look down on me. I will let you see the wrath of the deer god!" The saint priest said, and rushed towards Tang Feifan.

Tang Feifan didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so he flew out on the bricks and tiles of the house. When he was spinning in the air, two blood-transforming darts shot out from his waist and rushed straight to the holy Taoist priest. The latter paused slightly, and then pushed himself out with the pillar to avoid the two blood-transforming darts.

But Tang Feifan had already flew down and stamped his foot on the shoulder of the saint Taoist priest. The latter groaned and became unstable and almost fell down.

When Tang Feifan landed steadily, the saint Taoist priest stabilized his body and rushed up.

This saint Taoist priest is not as good as the one Tang Feifan had dealt with before, but he was very angry, so his punches were stronger and stronger. Once he was hit, his qi and blood would definitely surge, which would be unpleasant. But this also has disadvantages, that is, he would consume his physical strength faster, and when he was exhausted, it would be the fish on the chopping board.

As time passed, although Tang Feifan seemed to be at a disadvantage, he suffered many blows on his body, and there were blood on the corners of his mouth, but compared with that, the Saint Taoist priest had no wounds. In fact, the Saint Taoist priest had reached the point of exhaustion of three things. If he continued, he would only become weaker and weaker.

Although Tang Feifan was injured, his physical strength was not consumed much. When the Saint Taoist priest punch came, Tang Feifan easily avoided and then punched the Saint Taoist priest in the chest. The latter quickly turned his arms to block it, but he could not completely resist it and was directly defeated several steps.

"Hmph, you are really stupid." Tang Feifan mocked.

"What arrogance, I'll kill you right away!" The saint priest said and rushed up and punched him hard.

But Tang Feifan blocked it with his hands, and it seemed that he didn't take much effort. The Saint Taoist priest's face changed. He realized that he had just used too much force and wanted to retract his fist, but his fist had been grabbed by Tang Feifan's hand and could not break free for a moment. So he used his other hand, but Tang Feifan pushed it away directly. The latter's body trembled and vomited blood.

In fact, Tang Feifan's palm contained true energy, and the other party's physical strength was not enough, so Tang Feifan's true energy rushed in, and the latter was seriously injured.

At this time, Tang Feifan suddenly thought of a passage from the general outline of Jingyu Jue, saying that the Tang Sect had no internal skills at the beginning, and only had a set of Tang family boxing, but without true qi as a support, Tang family boxing could not be sustained. Now, Tang Feifan has realized that the other party is in such a situation. Tang Feifan does not need exquisite moves. As long as each move contains true qi, it can quickly solve the saint Taoist priest in front of him.

The Saint Taoist priest refused to give in, rushed up again with red eyes, his mouth wide open, and a hoarse roar came out, and blood burst out. Tang Feifan shook his head, and under the Phantom Trace, he easily walked around the side of the Saint Taoist priest, and then swept across the latter to the ground.

Then he stepped on the saint priest and said, "You have been defeated."

The saint Taoist still didn't give up and tried hard to break free, but his physical strength was gone, and he was powerless at the end of his strength.

Tang Feifan did not hurt him either, but just knocked him out. He wanted to take the saint priest back as a hostage, but it would be easier to deal with the Bishop Quini.

The sky is gloomy now, there are no people on the street, and people can be heard in the surrounding houses, but they also heard the movement outside and did not dare to come out.

Just as Tang Feifan wanted to bring the saint Taoist back, suddenly there was footsteps on the roof. Tang Feifan quickly raised his head and glanced around him. A figure was approaching. He had no time to leave, so he stood there and looked at the visitor vigilantly.

The next moment, the man turned over the wall and stood on the ground, looking old, but his eyes were flashing, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Qini?" Tang Feifan frowned, but he didn't expect Quini to chase after him.

"Are you surprised?" Quinnie said.

"Is this your trap?" Tang Feifan thought of this reason first, either someone went to inform him, but now many believers have been arrested, and those who have not been arrested dare not come out for activities.

"Hmph, young man, my mind seems to be very sharp." Quini sneered: "You are the one who killed me, the Saint Taoist, right?"

"So what if it's me?" Tang Feifan said.

"It's easy to deal with if it's you. I'll peel you up." Quinni's tone was plain, but there was a dangerous aura of devouring people.

"I'm definitely not as good as you, but it's not that easy for you to catch me." Tang Feifan said.

"Then try."

As soon as he finished speaking, Na Quini rushed up and was very fast. Tang Feifan was stunned for a moment and quickly dodged. Because this Quini was a top master after all, and how long he had been practicing, it was not at the same level at all. He had almost no chance of winning except sneak attacks and escape.

But under such pursuit, Naquini didn't want an old man at all. He was very fast, and it was only a matter of time to catch up with him.

Tang Feifan looked back, then looked at a two-story house in front of the left, pressed the mechanism at his waist, and an iron claw flew out with the usual rope, grabbing a window on the second floor.

Then Tang Feifan got up with light skills, pressed the mechanism of the flying claws on his waist and pulled himself over. There was a circle of railings on the second floor. Tang Feifan landed on the railings and then immediately lifted them up to the roof.

At this time, he looked back and saw that there was no trace of the old man on the street. Tang Feifan felt strange and looked for him. His ears moved and he heard the wind on the left. The old man also came up, which was no match for him. Tang Feifan's face changed, and he quickly stepped on the roof and used the force to go up to other roofs. At the same time, he turned around and shot out two blood-transforming darts.

For Quini, the two blood-transforming darts were nothing. He just waved his sleeve and knocked it to the ground. He picked it up and then came out.

His technique is different from that of Tang Feifan. The latter mainly relies on skills, while he uses internal strength to speed up. Tang Feifan did not expect that when he noticed it, the blood-transforming dart was already on the back of his head.

Tang Feifan hurriedly turned his head and narrowly avoided the end that penetrated his head, but there was still a blood mark on his face. Tang Feifan was shocked. He didn't expect that Quini's martial arts were so powerful. If he had attacked him, he wouldn't know how to die.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!