Is there such a person who is suave, resourceful, elegant, calm and courageous?
He is the marshal among the robbers, the best young master among the gangsters, and his skill in lightness is unparalleled by anyone in the world.
He is a mythical and legendary figure in Gu Long's works, the midnight thief, and the orchid smile.
He is...Chu Liuxiang.
The world is really wonderful. Just now, I lied that my name was Chu Liuxiang, and my mission reward became an experience card for Chu Liuxiang. This is really unimaginable.
According to the description given by the mysterious mist, the experience card allows you to experience all the abilities of the character for twenty minutes. If you can successfully complete this task, twenty minutes of third-level cultivation will allow you to do a lot of things.
Speaking of which, the third-level cultivation in this world is definitely a super strong man who can lift mountains. This Chu Xiangshuai should also be a high-level martial arts version.
"What does Mr. Chu mean by what he said?"
Murong Lin frowned slightly.
"Brother Liuxiang, are you serious?"
Chu Qingni also looked at Han Feng with great interest.
Han Feng nodded:
"I have learned some superficial kung fu and have some unique skills in perception."
If he could really use the mysterious mist to sense things, Han Feng would probably be the best in the world in this regard.
As he was talking, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard outside the temple.
Han Feng and others walked out at this time, only to see a young man covered in blood rushing into the yard and falling to the ground helplessly.
"Help...help..."
Several caravan guards went up and helped him up.
"Little brother, what's wrong?"
The man in black stepped forward and asked.
The man raised his head and looked at the man in black:
"Lin Yue! Lin Yue is catching up! Help me... I... I can't die, I have... a big secret related to Fuyuan Dao Wulin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man fainted.
Many guards looked at the unconscious man and didn't know what to do.
Murong Lin looked at the fainted young man's face, a hint of surprise flashed across his expression, and whispered: "Bring him into the temple quickly."
"Zhang Kongyu! You have escaped to the end, come with me!"
Suddenly, an arrogant and domineering voice came from outside the hospital.
A powerful force hit the wall of the ruined temple, causing the bricks and stones to shatter.
In the broken hole in the wall, smoke and dust floated, and a sturdy man with short hair and shirtless walked in.
This man had a wild aura and extremely aggressive eyes. He walked into the courtyard and saw the young man being supported by several chamber of commerce guards. He said:
"I want to take this person away, do you have any objections?"
This person released his aura wantonly, and Han Feng could easily sense his seventh-level cultivation.
Under the pressure of the tyrannical momentum, the guards looked at each other in shock.
The man in black stood up and clasped his fists, negotiating with the other party:
"Looking at your appearance, could it be that you are the deputy head of the Fuyuan Hall of the Dajiang Clan - [Iron-Armed Arhat] Lin Yue?"
"Yes, it's me. I want to ask you if you have any objections?"
A hint of impatience flashed in Lin Yue's eyes.
Han Feng looked at the shirtless warrior named Lin Yue and considered how to save the fainted Mr. Zhang Kongyu.
At this time, Murong Lin spoke.
"have opinions."
Murong Lin, who was dressed in blue and white clothes, took a step forward and looked directly at Lin Yue, who was in fierce flames, calmly and indifferently.
Han Feng and Chu Qingni did not expect that this girl was such a kind-hearted person. She would save people even when faced with threats from murderers. They looked at Murong Lin together.
Murong Lin turned to look at Han Feng and Chu Qingni: "Mr. Chu, Miss Chu, I'm sorry for putting you in danger, but the fainted Mr. Zhang is my old friend, I must save him, you should leave quickly.
"
Han Feng happened to have no chance to save Zhang Kongyu. Murong Lin wanted to save Zhang Kongyu, so he took a step forward, faced Lin Yue's momentum, and spoke loudly:
"You have established yourself in the world and have no regrets in your heart. Miss Murong, you are kind enough to take us with you. We cannot abandon you at this time."
"Okay, okay! Very good! Hot-blooded men are admirable, so I will kill you all before anyone can stop me!"
Lin Yue laughed loudly and strode directly towards the unconscious Zhang Kongyu.
"Don't try to be cruel!"
The leader of the black-clothed guards stepped in front of Lin Yue and slashed out with a sword that was like thunder and fire.
As the guard leader of the wealthy Qiao Chamber of Commerce, Huang Mingzhong, a man in black, also has an eighth-grade cultivation level.
It can be said that Lin Yue, as a battle-experienced warrior of the Dajiang Clan, is stronger than Huang Mingzhong in terms of cultivation and fighting experience.
"Go away!"
Facing the force of the knife, Lin Yue stepped forward without retreating, grabbed Huang Mingzhong's wrist holding the knife, and slammed the man in black to the ground with a forceful swing.
The man in black fell to the ground, immediately vomited a pool of blood, and shouted:
"Take down this madman!"
The guards of the Qiao Chamber of Commerce immediately moved with swords in their hands.
The huge wealth may not be able to impress the truly strong, but a ninth-grade warrior may not be tempted by money.
There were more than a dozen caravan guards and a dozen accompanying servants, including several ninth-level warriors. At this time, a crowd of people came up to besiege Lin Yue, showing an extraordinary momentum.
"No matter how many wild dogs there are, they can't defeat the majestic tiger. How dare you bunch of chickens and dogs be so arrogant in front of me?"
As a high-ranking member of the Dajiang Gang, Lin Yue had a certain amount of arrogance. When faced with the guards holding swords, he seemed not to dodge or dodge, but only blocked with his arms.
When those swords struck Lin Yue's arms, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and even some sparks erupted.
Dare to be called the "Arhat with Iron Arms", his arms have long been trained by Lin Yue with the "Iron Arm Kung Fu" so that they are like cast iron and hard to be hurt by swords.
Lin Yue was unharmed by the sword, and he punched several caravan guards until their sternums collapsed.
The rest of the guards saw that Lin Yue was unstoppable, like Shura, and they did not dare to step forward. They could only surround Lin Yue in fear.
"Hahahaha! You losers, you want to stop me too?"
While speaking, Lin Yue had already approached Zhang Kongyu who had fallen to the ground, and bent down to lift him up.
At this time, Murong Lin finally took action.
I saw a girl in blue and white clothes pulling out a coiled soft sword from her sleeve and stabbing Lin Yue with one sword.
With one step and three changes, his body was like floating water. Murong Lin relied on his agile movement and sword to stab Lin Yue's eyes and throat, forcing Lin Yue to retreat for the first time.
Han Feng and Chu Qingni looked at each other and attacked Lin Yue at the same time.
Han Feng moved forward and came to a guard nearby who was not daring to step forward. He took the knife from his hand.
"I'll lend you my knife."
After taking the knife, Han Feng felt that his combat power had instantly recovered by 30%.
Facing a strong enemy, "Hu Family Sword Technique" takes action instantly.
Holding a long knife, he turned over in the air, hiding the light of the knife invisible.
With the power of spinning, there are endless possibilities, and the bright sword appears and cuts off the head.
The tyrannical power is even inferior to that of ordinary eighth-grade warriors.
Lin Yue was entangled by Murong Lin's sword moves and had no time to dodge, so he had to raise his hand to resist.
Using his hand to resist the knife, Lin Yue took a few steps back. There was a knife mark on his forearm and blood oozed from it.
Han Feng was a little uneasy... My ultimate move only left a scar... You, the iron-armed Arhat, are really tough.
"Good move! What kind of sword technique are you doing?"
Lin Yue finally stopped being arrogant and asked in a deep voice.
Han Feng held the knife in his right hand and stood between Murong Lin and Chu Qingni.