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Chapter 86: The Power of Heavy Hands

After Xiao Feng broke through the network of firepower, he rushed towards the villa where Xie Xin was located, but when he got there, he was obviously nowhere to be found.

"Damn it, I should have known that a shell was coming just now," Hao Jianfeng said angrily as he carried the rocket launcher.

"Shit, you blasted Xie Xin to pieces, who put the fingerprints?" Xiao Feng rolled his eyes, picked up the AK47, and said loudly: "Be careful, the Xie family will not be so simple,"

As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps, and figures flashed in the shadows all around.

"Such a strong murderous aura. Is this the real power of the Xie family?" Xiao Feng squinted his eyes and looked down at the magazine. There were only three bullets left in it.

Feng Long also had a serious look on his face: "It seems that old man Xie has also trained a group of masters in private,"

"So what," Xiao Feng sneered a few times. If he wanted to simply destroy the Xie family, he wouldn't have to go to such great lengths to send out the evil wind at will. Let alone one Xie family, even three or five, it would be too much. Just between the palms of your hands.

"Who is Xiao Feng?" A cold voice sounded, and a man dressed entirely in black walked out of the shadows.

"I am, who are you," Xiao Feng glanced around the man in black and asked lightly.

"Death one,"

"Death," Xiao Feng frowned slightly and turned his gaze to Feng Long. Feng Long shook his head slightly, saying that he had never heard of this name before.

Die Yi's cold and gloomy eyes glanced at the firearms in everyone's hands, but there was no trace of fear: "If this is true, you are all almost out of bullets,"

"So what, do I need to use bullets to kill you?" Wu Huan snorted, turning the dagger in his palm: "Leave him to me, he is paralyzed, he can pretend to be colder than me," said, Swinging off his long windbreaker, he walked toward death.

Xiao Feng couldn't laugh or cry, and raised his hand: "Xiao Yuzi, let the brothers start killing. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy. As for those innocent staff, please gather them together first."

"Okay," Zhang Yu glanced at Death. Although he wanted to go up and give it a try, since it was already occupied by Wu Huan, he stopped talking and turned around to arrange for the Tianmen gang.

Xiao Feng looked around, slowly threw the AK47 on the ground, and took the mountain-opening ax handed over by Tianmen Jiandao: "Since we are all here, let's stop hiding it."

Deadly nodded: "Xiao Feng, I will cut off your head with my own hands and give it to the head of the family." After saying that, he took out a weird weapon, like a machete.

"That's a lot of bullshit," Wu Huan's body grew rapidly, instantly covering Shi Yi within the attack range. He wore a black windbreaker and headed towards Shi Yi, followed closely behind, slashing towards his throat with the dagger.

The scimitar in Death's hand slashed out hard, and the windbreaker was chopped into pieces. The cold-glaring blade drove straight towards Wu Huan's face, "Kill,"

Just when Shi Yi and Wu Huan were fighting, Xiao Feng and others also moved, and the thirty dead soldiers also jumped out from the shadows. The two sides had their first melee with cold weapons. However, participating in this Those who fight in melee are all masters.

Xiao Feng's mountain ax whizzed and flew up and down. Within three feet of him, the corpses of two dead soldiers were already lying down, with their heads chopped off.

"You are Xiao Feng." Suddenly, a black shadow as fast as lightning shot over and stopped Xiao Feng's mountain-opening axe.

"Who are you?" Xiao Feng asked coldly.

"Die Er," the man in black replied briefly.

"Dead one and two dead, huh, I don't care how many of you die, you are all going to die tonight," Xiao Feng sneered a few times, without saying anything nonsense, he hit the dead two head-on with the mountain ax in his hand.

"I will also kill you for the sake of the master of the house," Dead Er shouted, and his body suddenly disappeared on the spot, and instantly appeared on Xiao Feng's back left side, stabbing his shoulder with a military thorn in his hand.

Xiao Feng jumped up, the mountain ax in his hand flashing with cold light: "You're a clown," he said, and he collided hard with the military assassin, and the two of them took two steps back at the same time.

"Hey," Death Er made a confused sound. He didn't expect Xiao Feng to be so fast.

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. He had underestimated this idiot just now. He really didn't expect to have two brushes. However, even if he had four brushes, he would not be able to leave alive today.

If four days ago, Xiao Feng, who was only half of his peak strength, would have to use some tricks to kill a dead person, then it would not happen now. Although he has not learned all the eighteen heavy moves, he can still deal with a dead person. Second, it doesn’t take much effort.

Back then, Xiao Feng used the bridge-breaking hand and the second-level strength to kill two commanders with one move, which shows how powerful the heavy-hand is. What's more, the heavy-hand he can use now is not just the bridge-breaking hand.

"Thunder Blade," Xiao Feng glanced at Death Er, and the mountain-opening ax suddenly burst out with murderous intent, turned into a thunder, and went straight to Death Er's head.

Die Er's pupils suddenly swelled, he didn't dare to be negligent, his foot slipped, an iron bridge dodged the thunderous axe, and the military thorn in his hand was half like a poisonous snake, locking Xiao Feng's shoulder blade.

"That's right," Xiao Feng saw that Shi Er was not injured. Instead of being angry, a look of joy flashed across his face: "Since I learned the 18-style heavy hand, I haven't found a master to teach me moves. Today it's you."

"You," Death Er couldn't help but became furious when he heard this. His venomous snake-like thorns were faster. He wanted to kill the person who insulted him.

"Split Abyss Sword," Xiao Feng looked up to the sky and roared, using another eighteen-style sword technique in his heavy hand, but he turned the sword technique into an ax technique and slashed horizontally towards Death Er's abdomen.

"The Split Abyss Sword, when practiced to perfection, can cut off water and split abyss with one slash. It is unparalleled..." Xiao Feng silently recited the introduction of the Split Abyss Sword, and the murderous aura surrounding his body became more and more intense.

As soon as the Abyss Knife came out, Die Er felt that his whole body was locked, and he had nowhere to hide: "No," he screamed, not caring about whether it looked good or not, and rolled around with a lazy ass move, and he could barely hide. past.

Xiao Feng and Death Er were having a great time, and the fighting around them was equally brutal.

Tianmen Sharp Sword, the elites of the Feng Wen family, and the dead soldiers charged together. The strength of both sides was almost the same. Screams were heard everywhere, and people fell into a pool of blood from time to time.

No matter three or four, Demon Sword Flame Girl, Zhang Yu, Hao Jianfeng, Lin Mo, Feng Long and others also selected their own opponents and started fighting in single combat or group fights.

The dead soldiers of the Xie family are generally very powerful, and are three points stronger than the individual strength of Tianmen Jian Dao. However, the elites of the Feng family and the Wen family quickly closed this distance, and none of them are weak. Role.

The 1,000 Tianmen gang quickly dispersed in the Xie family and attacked with overwhelming force. Anyone who resisted was almost all hacked to death. As for the ordinary staff of the Xie family, they all rushed to the conference room. Locked inside.

"Kill," although Xiao Feng has practiced more than ten heavy hand moves, he can only master four or five moves against the enemy. Now he has used it on Dead Er from beginning to end, and finally nodded with satisfaction, no longer As the ink goes down, the murderous intention locks on Death Er, and he is ready to kill him.

The most depressing one was Death Er. The black clothes on his body had been torn apart. Fortunately, he was not hurt, so he could hold on. He suddenly felt funny. He wanted to kill Xiao Feng, but now Xiao Feng killed him. , it’s just a matter of time.

Hearing Xiao Feng's word "kill", Death's heart skipped a beat, and he stabbed Xiao Feng's waist with the military thorn in his hand. He subconsciously retreated, trying to avoid something.

"It's too late," Xiao Feng followed him like a shadow, and struck the mountain ax in his hand hard on the back of Death Er. At the same time, his second strength exploded, and went straight to Death Er's spine through the mountain axe.

With a 'pop' sound, Dead Er let out a scream, and his body was blown away by the huge force of Er Er. He fell heavily to the ground, and it seemed that he would not survive.

"Death Er," Death Yi noticed Death Er's miserable state, his eyes turned red, he slashed Wu Huan open with a knife, and rushed towards Death Er: "How are you,"

"He, he is so, so powerful, with such a small, small heart," Death Er stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at Xiao Feng. Finally, his hand softened and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Death Er," Death Yi roared angrily, and put down Death Er's body: "I will avenge you," after saying that, he turned to look at Xiao Feng: "Xiao Feng, you must die,"

"Fuck you," Wu Huan slashed the dagger across Shi Yi's throat: "Your enemy is me,"

Shi Yi avoided Wu Huan's dagger and took two steps back: "Xiao Feng, do you dare to challenge me to a duel?"

"Wu Huan, leave him to me," Xiao Feng looked at Death and suddenly said to Wu Huan.

Wu Huan glanced at Si Yi, nodded: "Okay," and then turned around and left.

"Death One, you have to avenge him," Xiao Feng pointed at Death Two with his blood-stained mountain ax.

"That's right," Death Yi walked slowly towards Xiao Feng, his pace getting faster and faster, gradually turning into a trot, and finally turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, his ears twitched, he opened the mountain ax with his backhand, and struck at the dead man who appeared behind him.

With a 'pop' sound, the mountain ax and the scimitar collided together, and the huge force caused both weapons to break.

Xiao Feng sneered a few times and threw away the mountain axe: "Death, where is Xie Xin?"

"If you want to know the whereabouts of the master of the house, kill me first," Shiyi also threw away his scimitar and walked towards Xiao Feng without even looking at the shattered tiger's mouth.

"Okay, then I'll kill you," Xiao Feng nodded and used force on his feet to pounce towards Death.

"Kill," Shiyi shouted angrily, waving his fist and hitting Xiao Feng's chest.

"Triple strength; bridge-breaking hand," Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and triple strength suddenly erupted from his fist, slamming into Death Yi's fist.

"Ah," there was a "click" sound, and then Death Yi let out a scream. Xiao Feng had turned his fist into a palm, and struck Death Yi's chest with his bridge-breaking hand.

"Pfft..." Death spit out a mouthful of blood, his body flew into the air, and then hit the ground hard.

"You...you..." Shiyi struggled to sit up, but he didn't have the strength to sit up. His chest had completely collapsed, and the broken ribs were piercing through the muscles, and the beating heart could be faintly seen inside. .

"Tell me, where is Xie Xin?" Xiao Feng walked up to Death and asked coldly.

"I don't know," Shiyi finished slowly, fell into a pool of blood, and breathed his last breath.


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