The Legend of the Phoenix Emperor Chapter 53: Blood Shadow Clan
Can’t Feng Mian?
The opponent is a killer from the periphery, not belonging to the imperial capital or even Cangzhou.
But if this difference limits Feng Mian's performance, then that would be too disrespectful to him.
The blood-red dagger's attack was getting closer and closer, but a smile appeared on Feng Mian's lips.
"Little girl, if a man can do it, you won't know until you try it!"
The next moment, the cold light of the dagger pierced through the chest. But the killer did not look happy at all, but became more solemn. Because the Feng Mian in front of him was actually just a phantom.
Don't forget, he is still at the level of Gathering Sun Realm. A small phantom can still change at any time.
Unnoticed, Feng Mian appeared behind the killer. He transformed his fist into a palm, then transformed his palm into a hand knife and hit her hard on the neck. Originally, he thought that this blow would at least make her unconscious, but who knew?
material…
call out!
From behind, an arrow flew towards him again. Feng Mian twisted his body and barely managed to avoid it.
At the same time, the little girl in front of her ducked and avoided his fatal blow.
The cooperation of the four killers seems to be very tacit. It is unrealistic for Feng Mian to destroy it in a short time. In this case, if this method does not work, then change to the second method.
Afterimages flickered, and Feng Mian's coercion caused all four killers to flash out in an instant. They were wearing black robes, so they couldn't see clearly. But the aura emanating from them suggested that they were quite powerful.
To be able to become a killer in this world, to live a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, if you don't have a little bit of skill, you simply can't survive. In this era where the strong are respected, you can lose your life at any time.
The four of them were scattered and could contain the enemy at any time. But now they gathered together and became a tyrannical force. Even Feng Mian had enough combat experience, so he had to take it seriously.
"Four of you, can't the matter be discussed? Do you insist on putting me to death?"
Feng Mian handed over. If the people in front of him were just for profit, then as long as there were enough attractive interests, they could instigate rebellion at any time. But it was obvious that they had no intention of discussing, which was a bit interesting.
"Okay, if that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude."
After a moment of silence, Fengmian disappeared.
The golden light fists condensed, and the fist shadows dispersed instantly. Dense golden fist shadows were scattered everywhere around them. The ground also cracked continuously, producing continuous explosions and continuous air waves.
The little girl restrained her blood-colored dagger, calmly drew her bow and nocked an arrow amidst the air waves. Her eyes narrowed slightly, accurately capturing Feng Mian's whereabouts, and she shot the arrow in her hand without hesitation.
At the same time, the people around her cooperated closely. Suddenly, countless arrows appeared in the sky, overwhelming the sky, almost completely covering the fist shadow created by Feng Mian, and then gradually cracked.
I was shocked, as the other party really knew him very well. This was the first time that the pressure of Tiangang Fist was suppressed so directly. It seems that today, is it really necessary to explain here?
He paused, and since he couldn't be restrained, he had no choice but to fight head-on.
Feng Mian clenched his fists tightly, and the spiritual power in his body surged out crazily.
A punch was punched out, and it hit the ground hard. The waves rippled out layer by layer, and the traces of cracks spread into an encircling circle. Immediately afterwards, golden light pillars rose up, one punch pressed, two punches pressed, until the third level
Fist pressure.
The beam of light completely dissolved the arrows and surrounded the four people.
But the little girl at the head still didn't mean to panic at all. She turned her beautiful hand over, and there was an arrow on it. The long bow in her hand also appeared at the same time, and she slowly opened it and nocked the arrow.
The difference this time is that there is a red light in her arrow. It is like blood. Once this blood-red arrow appears, it proves that she wants to call it a day.
Blood Shadow Arrow, one arrow determines life and death!
The arrow was aimed straight at Feng Mian. No matter how big the fluctuation of the fist pressure was, she seemed not to be affected at all. This level was really enough to frighten Feng Mian. He didn't expect that his own attraction was so great.
"Okay, if it's a life or death battle, I'll play with you!"
With a turn of his right hand, a wave of air rose instantly. In the rush of golden light, the technique of King Ming's Golden Body Technique was operating to the extreme. His body was almost covered with a layer of golden armor, which was a symbol of the Juyang Realm. The armor was exceptionally strong.
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The energy in his fist had been completely gathered, and Feng Mian stared at the blood-red arrow.
At the critical moment, both sides will fire almost at the same time, facing each other head-on.
"Thirty-six Tiangang Fist!"
"Blood Shadow Arrow!"
Phew! Bang!
In an instant, the two forces collided with each other, and a powerful explosive force was generated in the center. The power of the blood shadow arrow was temporarily suppressed. But that strange corrosive force caused the fist shadow to continue to shatter.
Boom! Boom!
Waves of air continued to rise into the sky, illuminating the entire night. However, the power of the blood shadow arrow had not been completely offset. A wave of aftermath broke through the barrier and approached Feng Mian's face. His heart sank, and he reluctantly dodged away.
Suddenly, the figure in front disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of him.
Looking at him coldly: "We are just for the reward. Although there is no grievance or grudge, this is our job. Feng Mian, I can only say that you are not yet perfect in your studies. If I can give you a little more time, it is difficult to guarantee...
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Unexpectedly, Feng Mian grinned at this time, and laughed very loudly.
"Haha...haha...Everyone, you are too confident. Do you think I am the only one?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space became turbulent again. In front of him, with the mountain as the center, a cyclone was undulating in circles. The broadsword in his hand had already gathered powerful and sharp sword energy.
"Is it because I'm not up to par, or am I simply not able to catch your eye? You guys, it wasn't enough before, so this time, let me try my spirit-drawing sword style on you!"
He stood up slowly, taking the scabbard with him and dragging the sword slowly on the ground.
A long trail appeared, and countless spirits gathered into his sword.
At this time, one of the four finally realized the danger. They flashed and tried to stop the mountain. However, the surrounding air waves could not be suppressed at all. The waves agitated layer by layer and soon spread to all directions.
With a move of his right hand, the sword spun and froze in mid-air.
Dashan suddenly grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pulled out the big knife with both hands.
Raising above their heads, layers of air waves surged wildly. Staring at the four people in front of them, they felt the powerful energy and subconsciously stepped back. If they wanted to escape, it was already too late.
"Yu Ling draws his sword, kill!"
The sword slashed hard, and the sword energy instantly hit the four people's faces. They quickly retreated, but unfortunately the sword energy spread dozens of times faster than them. What's more, they were assassins, so in terms of strength, they were indeed much weaker.
The sword energy was like a dragon, approaching their vital points. With one move, they all flew backwards.
He hit the ground hard, his energy and blood boiled for a moment, he vomited blood, and it was difficult to stand up.
"You...why is your move so powerful!"
With their eyes wide open, they stared at the mountain in disbelief. They knew that they had fallen into trouble, but they had to die to understand: "There is no such thing in our intelligence. Who are you and why are you doing this?"
Feng Mian stepped forward and looked at the four people condescendingly. Three men and one woman were not from the imperial capital. It seems that there are many people in this world who live for money. In this case, there is nothing to say.
With a move of his right hand, his fist turned into a claw, and he severely imprisoned them.
"Give you a chance, or I will give you enough reward and choose to work for me. Maybe there will be unexpected gains in the future. The second option is to die here now!"
Feng Mian will not let them go, this is inevitable, because he cannot leave any trouble for himself.
What he is interested in is the strength and ability of these four people. Although they are not as good as the Wind Shadow Guards, after all, the Wind Shadow Guards cannot be summoned at any time. If these four people are hiding in the dark at any time, then he...
"Hmph! Don't try to seduce us with any conditions. Although we are killers who work for money, we also have our own principles..."
Feng Mian exerted force in his hands, and one of the men's necks creaked.
"Wait a minute, let's talk about your conditions first."
The leading woman was obviously much calmer. She stared at Feng Mian and said these words calmly.
With a mysterious smile, Feng Mian let go of his hand: "Four of you, you have seen it too. No one wants to live. If you don't agree, I will kill you casually. You can't defeat my brother's sword-fighting style."
"So, it is a wise choice to talk about the conditions. I am not a murderous person, I like to make friends. My conditions are very simple, as long as you stay with me for three years, after three years, I will let you go
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The woman stared at him coldly: "Why should I believe you? Besides, it's not you who defeated us. Even if we are asked to serve, we are still serving him." Pointing to the mountain.
"Hey, I don't have to. If you agree, then you can only serve me, Brother Feng Mian. If you don't agree, I don't mind releasing the Soul-Drawing Sword Style again, and then your lives will really be in danger.
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The afterimage flashed, and the blood-red dagger in the woman's hand appeared again, placed on Dashan's neck.
"Do you really think we are stupid? Use it again? If you can use it again, why are you still talking nonsense here? With such a big move, with your current strength, you can only use it this time at most. You are now at the end of your strength!"
Feng Mian was shocked, and a murderous intent flashed in Feng Mian's eyes.
But the woman changed the topic: "But my Blood Shadow Clan has a rule. A task that cannot be completed at one time is considered a failure. You want me to agree to your conditions, so what conditions do you have that are worthy of our sacrifice?"
"Haha... Okay! It's so refreshing! Stay with me for three years. I will share half of all the resources I have with you. You must also know my current identity. If you follow me, there will be no shortage of resources!"
Feng Mian turned his right hand and a dark wooden sign appeared.
"If I don't have enough weight, what about it?"
Seeing this, the faces of the four people changed. They stared at the wooden sign solemnly and said word by word: "Okay, we promise you!"