On the second floor of the massage city, when Duan Long and Wu Lao were about to go downstairs, suddenly a figure blocked in front of them.

"It's not going to work. Chen Yufeng said in a low voice, just now, he installed a pre-prepared voice changer on his neck, so Duan Long and they couldn't hear his voice.

Duan Long was very surprised, he didn't expect that someone would block his way at this time, and he was angry on the spot: "Don't you bastard don't want to live anymore?" Master, I'm the son of the King of Yunnan, if you don't get out of the way quickly, then don't blame Master I'm ruthless!"

Chen Yufeng didn't care about this, and even showed contemptuous eyes, and the momentum on his body began to rise. For Chen Yufeng, whether it was the Green Gang or the Crazy Dragon Gang, he wanted to eliminate, so Duan Long's threat was nothing more than useless work for Chen Yufeng.

Seeing that Chen Yufeng's attitude towards him was so contemptuous, Duan Long couldn't help but be furious, and he swung his fist and hit Chen Yufeng's head. Chen Yufeng smiled disdainfully, raised his left hand and clenched his fist, and then exerted force in his hand, and suddenly Duan Long felt as if his hand was about to be crushed, and he couldn't help but scream.

Just when Duan Long was in an embarrassing situation, suddenly a powerful palm print struck towards Chen Yufeng. Chen Yufeng immediately let go of Duan Long's hand, and then turned over to dodge it, leaving a palm print on the wall behind him.

Looking at the old man with a cold face in front of him, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but praise: "Good strength, the eccentric old man in this world really can't be easily provoked!"

Veteran Wu protected Duan Long behind him, and then said lightly to Chen Yufeng: "Young man, although you have some ability, there are some things that you can't take a step beyond the Thunder Pool. ”

Chen Yufeng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "As long as you have the ability, then even if you cross the Thunder Pool, what then?"

This sentence is clearly a provocation and contempt for Wu Lao!

Duan Long was not stupid, he immediately shouted angrily: "You idiot may not have seen how powerful Wu Lao is, except for my father, Wu Lao is the most powerful in the whole of Yunnan! If you kneel down and kowtow to Xiao Ye now, maybe I can spare your life!"

"Where does a waste come from so much nonsense, Pro!"

Chen Yufeng was so annoyed that he directly used the seal of the immovable Ming King. Duan Long saw that Chen Yufeng shot at him again, and he couldn't help it anymore, so he used his exclusive skill, One Yang Finger.

"Pound!"

Since this was only the first form of the nine-character mantra, and Chen Yufeng did not use his real skills, this trick was successfully taken by Duan Long.

"Hmph, it's just this little bit of ability to dare to speak in front of the master, it's really a waste!" Duan Long couldn't help but feel complacent when he saw that Chen Yufeng's move was blocked by himself.

Chen Yufeng's face was indifferent, Duan Long was not a waste, it was normal to be able to take his own move, but if he was so carried away, he still needed a realistic blow to make him realize the facts.

"In that case, then what if you take my move again?" After speaking, Chen Yufeng used the Donkey Kong wheel seal, which is the second form of the nine-character mantra.

This time, Duan Long couldn't be as proud as he was just now, the Yang Finger he used was instantly broken, and he watched in horror as the word "Bing" struck at him.

Seeing that Duan Long was about to be in danger, Wu Lao stood in front of Duan Long and clasped his fists to resist. I saw that the word "soldier" shattered the sleeves of Wu Lao's tunic and disappeared without a trace, and Wu Lao only broke one piece of clothing, and the others were intact.

"Things have come to this point, it seems that the old man should make a move. But before that, can the old man know why you are not good for us?" Wu Lao asked Duan Long to step back, and he asked Chen Yufeng.

"Because you offended the Sha family!" Chen Yufeng sneered.

To be honest, Chen Yufeng's attitude towards the Sha family is very ordinary, and he belongs to the kind of strangers. As for why he wanted to lead the trouble to the Sha family, it was very simple, because Chen Yufeng believed that it was impossible for the Sha family, who could confront the Burmese government, to surrender to the Dragon Gang, unless the people of the Sha family stumbled and fought!

Wu Lao was skeptical of this sentence, but he couldn't help but take it to heart, he needed to pave the way for the Duan family's survival and eradicate any obstacles that stood in front of the Duan family. As for the battle with Wu Lao, Chen Yufeng couldn't use the Minghong Sword, because in the last battle, Duan Long had already seen his Minghong three styles, and it was really unwise to use it again, so this time was more than auspicious for Chen Yufeng.

A warrior loses his weapon, which is a weakening of strength!

But Wu Lao didn't care about this, I saw that he was angry and dantian, converging his internal force in his right hand, and his body faintly exuded a chilling aura, in Chen Yufeng's opinion, this aura seemed to be too cold.

"Xuan Ming Palm!"

Wu Lao changed his appearance from the old, and at the moment of the outbreak, he was like a swift cheetah, and his black palm was as if it came from hell, carrying a powerful force towards Chen Yufeng. Since it is a palm technique, Chen Yufeng is also courteous and uses the Qingfeng palm to deal with it.

However, a scene that surprised Chen Yufeng happened, only to see that the palm print he made was gradually eroded by Wu Lao's black palm, which was similar to the black hand used by the right hand of the god of death that day.

"Fight!"

Chen Yufeng immediately made a decision and made an outer lion print, which offset each other with his palm print, while Wu Lao took a few steps back, his breath was steady.

"I'm afraid this isn't the Duan family's mastery, right?" Chen Yufeng said coldly.

Elder Wu clapped his hands like Chen Yufeng just now, and then replied: "The old man is just an old slave of Lord Duan, and he can't learn the Duan family's mastery. This set of palm techniques was just obtained by the old man by accident, I didn't expect it to be so feminine!"

Chen Yufeng did not refute Wu Lao's answer, for Duan Zhengde, except for their Duan family, no one else was allowed to practice the Duan family's martial arts, even if they were close people.

"It looks like this duel is going to take some time. ”

……

Downstairs, the lone sword kept wielding Zhan Lu to slash the annoying shuriken away. Now on this floor, except for a waiter hiding under the counter, only he and the man in white are left, and as for the phone, it has long been broken by the shuriken!

Just when the lone sword was defending against the shuriken, suddenly a cold light flashed in front of him, and he subconsciously resisted with Zhan Lu in his hand. He suddenly felt a powerful force coming from the palm of his hand, and he almost let go.

"Uh-huh!"

Lone Sword took a few steps back before stopping, holding back a touch of warmth in his chest, looking at the white-clothed man holding a katana in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a mockery: "The sneak attack is very good. ”

"Because I'm a killer. ”

The man in white was unimpressed, and he held a Japanese sword forged by Emperor Gotoba during the period of Emperor Gotoba in the Kamakura period, and the sword was forged by the swordsmith of the Bizen Kunichi Monji School, Kikuichi Monomi Norimune, with a transparent and snow-white hilt, an extremely long blade, and a thin and thin blade. The blade is engraved with a 16-petal chrysanthemum family crest representing the royal family, and a horizontal character pattern is carved underneath.

Lone Jian didn't expect the man in white to answer so simply, but he was stunned for a moment, but he soon came back to his senses, and his eyes became focused, the strength of this man in white was much higher than that of Sato Ichiro last time.

The lone sword was about to strike first, but Zhan Lu in his hand let out a roaring sound, and the sword body was wrapped in true qi, like a battle-hardened divine soldier, and the goal was to tear the man in front of him to pieces!

The man in white looked indifferent, and waved the Ju Yiwen in his hand to face the lone sword. Swords collided and slammed into each other, staging a thrilling battle in this ordinary massage city! To Lone Jian's surprise, the man in white seemed to be at ease, and he had already used seventy or eighty percent, if he fought a protracted battle, then he would definitely lose!

Lone Sword is a swordsman who pays attention to the ultimate loneliness, but after following Chen Yufeng, this loneliness was gradually assimilated. Although it is a lot worse in terms of artistic conception, it lacks the taste of being cold in high places. But this is not necessarily a bad thing for Lone Sword, so that he has more time to learn from the strengths of a hundred schools, instead of always sticking to the arrogance in his heart.

Gradually, the man in white found that the swordsmanship of the lone sword began to change, just like a beginner who swung the sword indiscriminately, but this person who swung the sword indiscriminately was a master! At the moment when the man in white was struggling, the lone sword was slashed towards him with his backhand. The man in white gritted his teeth and leaned back, and the white clothes on his left shoulder were cut! This is not over, the lone sword unexpectedly changed the Zhan Lu sword to his left hand, and then aimed it at the heart of the man in white with a slashing stab. The man in white was shocked, he didn't expect a swordsman to change his methods, and he couldn't help but spin his body. At this time, the Zhan Lu sword pierced the cut on the left shoulder of the man in white, and then the lone sword slashed upward, and the whole piece of white cloth was cut in half, revealing a strange black tattoo.

Lone Sword looked at the black tattoo carefully and felt surprised. After taking a few steps back, the man in white saw the tattoo on his shoulder exposed, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a strong murderous intent.

"Is this a black mandala?" Lone Sword couldn't help but ask.

The mandala is a mysterious plant in both Eastern and Western cultures, produced in the ancient Western Regions, with gorgeous flowers, and in Buddhist scriptures, the mandala flower means "suitable". Mandala flowers are always in bloom near the execution ground, and they act as dispassionate bystanders, recording every moment of life as it fades away.

It's just a pity that this bizarre herb is poisonous!

"You have humiliated me, and I will never forgive it!"

The man in white was furious, and his figure suddenly dispersed like a fog, and when the lone sword was surprised, a strong killing intent suddenly came from behind him. Lone Sword tried to escape, but a snow-white katana stabbed him from behind him, in the lower abdomen. Lone Sword angrily tried to push Zhan Lu back, but the Ju Yi Script Zezong withdrew from his body and appeared in front of him with his master.

Lone Sword covered the wound with his left hand, and a mouthful of thick blood couldn't help but spit out, and he touched the ground with Zhan Lu to keep himself in a standing position. The man in white stared at him coldly, and the chrysanthemum text in his hand kept dripping blood, dyeing the snow-white blade extremely bewitching.

"That was the body just now, it's so weird!" Lone Sword was shocked by the mysterious figure of the man in white, and added a touch of despair to his victory.

But just when the man in white didn't plan to talk nonsense with Lone Sword and wanted to kill him, suddenly a big hole exploded in the ceiling, and three figures fell from it.

This sudden accident startled Lone Sword and the man in white, but when Chen Yufeng jumped up to him, Lone Sword relaxed.

"That old guy is quite powerful, but it is probably not comfortable to be seriously injured by me!" Chen Yufeng sneered while wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth. Wu Lao on the opposite side was standing in front of Duan Long with a pale face holding his chest, just now he was knocked down by Chen Yufeng's powerful attack!

Chen Yufeng found out about Lone Sword's injury at this time, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "Are you injured?" ”

Lone Jian shook his head with a smile and replied, "It's just a minor injury, the important thing is that fortunately it didn't disturb the door host." ”

"Alas, you!"

Chen Yufeng shook his head helplessly, the lone sword was a bit special to him, and it was not appropriate to call him brother and friend. But one thing is certain, if he is injured, then Chen Yufeng can't ignore it.

Looking at the man in white and the black mandala on his left shoulder, Chen Yufeng suddenly frowned and asked, "Do you recognize a killer called Ghost Face?"