"What a "Hu Family Sword Technique". You, a boy named Hu, also have two brushes. It's worth using my skills."
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, where did you hear that my surname is Hu? Does the "Hu Family Sword Technique" require that I be named Hu?
"I'm sorry, my surname is Chu..."
Lin Yue: "..."
In fact, my surname is Han... From a certain perspective, will I be scolded as a domestic slave with the third surname? Han Feng complained in his heart.
"What kind of Hu family swordsmanship do you surnamed Chu use? I don't care what your surname is! Just give me a punch!"
As soon as they disagreed, Lin Yue started to attack violently again. His iron arms looked like two steel whips, and he rushed up and smashed Han Feng.
Han Feng and Lin Yue were two levels behind each other, and because they were injured, they didn't dare to confront him head-on, so they retreated quickly.
Chu Qingni saw the opportunity and took action. A piece of red silk flew out of her sleeve and wrapped around Lin Yue's arm, preventing him from moving forward.
Murong Lin immediately bullied him, and the soft sword in his hand was like a life-threatening poisonous snake.
The swordsmanship of this blue and white girl was strange. The strong shaking of her wrist caused the software blade to continuously change into afterimages. The tip of the sword was like raindrops falling on Lin Yue's face, but it was even colder than the raindrops!
"What use can two women do?"
Lin Yue's arm exerted force, but he pulled the injured Chu Qingni forward two steps.
Lin Yue, who lost his balance, raised his hands, blocked all Murong Lin's sword blades, then opened his palms and slapped the blue and white girl head-on.
Murong Lin saw that there was nothing he could do, so he quickly leaned back and hoped to get out of Lin Yue's offensive.
However, Lin Yue was like a wild leopard, arching his back and stomping his feet to pursue Murong Lin.
Murong Lin's movement was elegant, but his retreating speed was always not as fast as Lin Yue's advancement, and Lin Yue was about to catch up.
"How dare you, a little girl, use a sword with me?"
About to catch up with Murong Lin, Lin Yue's face was filled with a primitive fanaticism that destroyed beautiful things.
He raised his palm and slapped it down suddenly.
Then... he was held up by a knife.
"Do you have any dissatisfaction with lesbians? Or are you suffering from women-hating cancer after being single for so many years in the world?"
Han Feng rushed forward and blocked Lin Yue's attack with all his strength.
The domineering energy made Han Feng's throat tremble and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Han Feng!"
Seeing that Han Feng was injured, Chu Qingni called out his name in desperation, and her whole body radiated golden brilliance.
The invisible Qilin Yuanqi filled Chu Qingni's surroundings, exuding a majestic and sacred aura.
Then, the girl in red rushed towards Lin Yue, and the golden Yuan Qi collided with Lin Yue, completely demonstrating the power of her unique martial arts.
Lin Yue, who was a whole level higher than Chu Qingni and practiced body-protecting skills, was like an ordinary person hit by a high-speed car under the impact of Qilin Yuanqi. He flew out alive, his skin all over his body was chapped and scalding hot water flowed out.
Hot blooded.
Even those hard-forged arms were covered in blood.
Lin Yue, who fell to the ground like a broken sack, got up and began to seriously face Han Feng and the three people in front of him.
Regarding Chu Qingni's blow just now, she was really... full of fear.
"What kind of move is this?"
Chu Qingni's red gauze swayed with the wind, her expression was proud and bright, and her lips were smiling as bright as a rose.
"You don't deserve to know."
As soon as she finished speaking, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Chu Qingni's smiling mouth.
[Digui Demon General] Chen Jizhen’s strong influence is still a problem to this day.
Lin Yue had already planned to retreat, but when he saw the blood on the corner of Chu Qingni's mouth, he became more thoughtful and said with a ferocious smile:
"You are a woman with amazing martial arts skills, but if we continue to fight, we will both lose. So let's do this, you hand that Zhang Kongyu to me, and I promise to leave immediately and never stay."
"No way."
Murong Lin took a step forward, and light blue air flowed around him.
Han Feng silently walked to Chu Qingni's side, supported Chu Qingni, and raised his voice to respond:
"You heard it too. This girl doesn't agree. You'd better leave quickly."
"Boy, I really want to tear your mouth apart!"
Lin Yue's expression changed, and he suddenly became furious, grabbing hold of his fingers and rushing towards Han Feng.
Han Feng knew that Chu Qingni had no strength to fight anymore. If he could not frighten this madman, no one present would be able to stop him.
Thinking of this, Han Feng sent Chu Qingni to face Lin Yue with a sword.
The power of the first level of "Purple Clouds Secret Book" is constantly operating, and the mighty purple true energy flows through Han Feng's limbs and bones.
With the movement of his true energy, Han Feng waved the long knife in his hand.
The Zixia Qi in the meridians was overloaded, causing Han Feng's whole body to evaporate with dense purple mist. The powerful power made Han Feng's face begin to turn purple.
Then, Han Feng drew his sword.
The "Hu Family Sword Technique", which combines yin and yang, with both strength and softness, was used by Han Feng in conjunction with the "Zixia Secret Book", and the deep purple sword light rose like a storm.
Derived from the sword energy bombarding all directions!
Under the huge sword energy, all nearby caravan guards fled in all directions. Chu Qingni and Murong Lin also covered their faces and retreated.
Lin Yue, who faced the knife directly, felt a strong fatal crisis and quickly dodged back.
Damn it...where did a ninth-grade warrior get such power?
Then, the wind and smoke gradually died down.
The fan on Lin Yue's chest was broken, and a knife wound with bloody flesh made him look extremely miserable.
Han Feng stood alone. The long knife he "borrowed" from the caravan guard had lost its blade, leaving only the handle in his hand.
"Are you satisfied with the Bafang Hidden Knife Style in "The Hu Family Sword Technique"?"
When Han Feng asked, he stared at Lin Yue with wide eyes, like a blood-stained god of war.
Lin Yue was stared at by Han Feng, and his heart was gradually taken over by fear. The pain in his chest reminded him that he... would die!
How could he die here if he had a good life? If he retreats now, he would naturally have the opportunity to come back and take away Zhang Kongyu... At worst, he can also ask for help from the higher-ups...
In short! I don’t want to die!
When Lin Yue thought of this, he immediately turned around and left without stopping.
The blood-stained madman fled in a panic, escaping through the gap in the courtyard wall he had just broken.
Seeing Lin Yue's back gradually disappearing from his eyes, Han Feng felt relieved, flicked the hilt of his cell phone, and sat down on the ground.
"Are you OK?"
Chu Qingni quickly ran over and squatted in front of Han Feng to show concern.
"Ku Ye, the injuries that I finally recovered from seem to be even worse."
Han Feng said something miserable, but his expression was smiling brightly.
Murong Lin ordered Xiaodie to help the unconscious Zhang Kongyu into the ruined temple, and walked to Han Feng and Chu Qingni:
"Mr. Han, Miss Chu, thank you very much this time."
Just now, Chu Qingni called out Han Feng's name in desperation, but Murong Lin happened to hear her.
Han Feng didn't care much and nodded.
The most important thing now is that the task is completed.
A magnificent card appeared in the mysterious fog.