After Fan Lao said this, a screen in the corner of the hall was pushed open, and a sloppy old man carrying a wine jug walked out.

The old man looked to be no more than seventy years old, and his whole body smelled of alcohol, and he even faltered, but his small eyes were frighteningly bright, and there was no drunkenness in his eyes.

"Mr. Cong, yes, our Fan family still has Mr. Cong, the patron saint!"

"Hehe! Liu Feng, even if you are powerful, even if you have unknowingly leveled the guard of my Fan family, but in front of Mr. Cong, you are also dead. ”

"Hehe, Liu Feng, it's too late for you to regret it now, Mr. Cong will tear you apart. ”

After the Fan family saw this old man Cong appear, the panic just now completely disappeared from their bodies.

After seeing Mr. Cong, Liu Feng's gaze was also a little more solemn, but dignified did not mean afraid, Liu Feng also said in a serious tone: "Mr. Cong, Cong Tianya, the first person on the Tianban thirty-five years ago, became famous in the Chinese martial arts world at the age of twenty-five, and has not lost a single record in decades, people like you have to be dogs for the Fan family, a group of national sinners who enjoy privileges?"

Ga!

Mr. Cong burped and said, "That's it, anyway, whatever I said was a dog for the Fan family." But now, I'll be a dog and bite someone for the Fan family one last time, and I'll be free. Young man, I've heard of you, you've been very famous in the last year, if I end you today, then it's over, don't hate me. ”

"Okay, I'm fighting you today, with different positions, no distinction between right and wrong, life and death!" Liu Feng took the stake and stood firm.

Mr. Cong's swaying figure suddenly straightened at this moment, and then the wine jug in his hand flew towards Liu Feng's chest with a whoosh.

Syllable!

With a wave of his left hand, Liu Feng smashed the wine jug, and a large piece of porcelain sharded fell around.

At the same time, Old Man Cong flew in front of Liu Feng like a humanoid whirlwind, and a dry fist smashed in front of Liu Feng.

"It's a trick, it's done!"

"Shattered, Mr. Cong's powerful fist shattered Liu Feng. ”

"It's so fast, I broke people, and I didn't see blood!"

At this moment, the Fan family members in the hall let out an exclamation in unison.

But Mr. Cong did not stop after the punch, after the punch, his right leg surged forward, his forward body twisted and arched back, his right arm flexed, and a fierce elbow hit behind him.

"Nima, why is there another Liu Feng?"

"Fortunately, this Liu Feng was also broken by Mr. Cong. ”

"It's not good, there is also a Liu Feng on Mr. Cong's left. ”

The gaffes shown by a group of bigwigs of the Fan family at this time seem to have shattered the calm image they pretended to have in the first half of their lives.

They didn't know that Liu Feng had not been broken at all, because his movements were too fast, and a series of afterimages were formed between the movements, and what Mr. Cong shattered was just an afterimage.

But since he didn't get hit, Liu Feng also felt huge pressure at this time.

If Mr. Cong talks about speed, he is not necessarily the fastest among the masters he has ever encountered, but every move he makes is almost instinctive, and he hits accurately and tricky without the slightest sense of lag, as if he doesn't need to think about how to make moves when he makes moves, and he doesn't need to follow his own skilled martial arts path, it's completely ......

"Extreme!"

After dodging more than a dozen moves from Mr. Cong, Liu Feng suddenly exclaimed: "It turns out that you have also mastered the extreme intention, and you are absolutely instinctive to use your body, this state is really amazing." ”

Whew!

Mr. Cong continued to make moves, and in the state of extreme intention, his speed became faster and stronger.

However, when making a move, Mr. Cong responded to Liu Feng, "That's right, extreme intention is a kind of artistic conception, and the improvement of the martial arts realm is mainly reflected in the skill, but if you want to go further, you must also have a breakthrough in the artistic conception." The initial manifestation of extreme intention is a strong sense of battle, relying on the sense of battle to control one's own skills, and using the instinct of the body to perform martial arts moves. ”

Liu Feng himself is a person with a strong sense of battle, when he saw Han Yichen comprehend the Extreme Intent, he didn't care too much, but when he personally faced off with a Extreme Intent Master today, he really understood how terrifying this state was.

Bang bang!

In order to verify how terrifying the human power in the state of extreme intention can be, Liu Feng chose to fight with Mr. Cong twice, but after the two of them met with fists, Liu Feng was shocked and had to take a few steps back.

"Strong! Mr. Cong is really powerful!"

"Mr. Cong, as long as you kill Liu Feng quickly, not only will you regain your freedom, but I will also give you 10 million in my personal name, so that you can live the rest of your life freely in the future. ”

"Mr. Cong killed Liu Feng for me, hurry up!"

The Fan family was completely boiling at this time, and they were all waving their fists and cheering.

Even a sneer appeared on Fan Lao's old face at this time, and he quietly instructed a middle-aged woman beside him: "Liu Feng must be dead today, but if he can break in here, it means that the security guards and guards outside our Fan family are under control." You hurry up and call Guoan, and when Liu Feng dies, you must come over and end it. ”

"Yes!" The middle-aged woman immediately withdrew behind Fan Lao, took out her mobile phone and quietly pressed the phone number.

Bang!

In the middle of the game, Liu Feng and Mr. Cong punched again, but this time they both fell backwards at the same time.

"Very good, Liu Feng, you have a strong sense of fighting, as long as you deliberately put yourself into battle, it is easy to comprehend the artistic conception of extreme intention, now that you have touched the trick, continue to come." After Mr. Cong withdrew two steps, he also gave Liu Feng a thumbs up, and at the same time pounced again.

Liu Feng didn't speak, at this time he seemed to have entered a wonderful state, in his eyes, reflecting Mr. Cong's short punch to his chest.

Liu Feng didn't think about how to fight back, his body instinctively deflected, and his left fist smashed into Mr. Cong's chin.

And Mr. Cong instinctively turned his head to dodge, and the two of them almost hedged against each other.

If there were real masters in the martial arts world present at this time, they would definitely exclaim in surprise, the fists of the two almost scratched each other's bodies, but the two of them just relied on their instinctive reactions to avoid just the right amount of avoidance, so that this kind of contact would definitely not bring harm to their bodies.

"Okay, you've really stepped into the artistic conception of extreme intention, and it's even more enjoyable to fight like this. ”

Mr. Cong turned around quickly, slapped out with a big hand with a terrifying wind, and shouted at the same time: "It's time to win or lose, and at the same time talk about life and death." ”

"Then come on!" Liu Feng lunged forward and slapped the same palm.

Bang!

The palms of the two of them were together, as if the ground had exploded into thunder, and an invisible wave of true qi fluctuated, spreading violently around the two people's bodies as the center.

The people of the Fan family, who retreated to the innermost part of the hall, felt as if they were blown by a light breeze, and some people with longer hair were fluttering backwards.

Click, click, click......

Liu Feng and Mr. Cong's palms that were banged together did not separate, and at the same time, there was a series of explosions under their feet.

"Nima, the floor tiles, cracked, all cracked!"

"What's more, the floor tiles inlaid by our Fan family are all milky stone slabs shipped from Australia, and this material is worth 100,000 yuan!

"It's not good, don't pay attention to the floor tiles, Mr. Cong vomited blood. ”

That's right, after Mr. Cong and Liu Feng clapped each other for nearly three seconds, he suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

This is not the end, after vomiting blood, Mr. Cong's back clothes exploded. If someone was behind him, they would definitely see a purple-red palm print on the back of his hand, dazzlingly red, and so purple that the horns were shocking.

"Thirty-six, big palm pose, plus the power of the fist furnace, very good!" After vomiting blood, Mr. Cong's face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to have little life, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Call!

Liu Feng took a deep breath and said, "Thank you Mr. Cong for your guidance, if it weren't for comprehending the extreme artistic conception, if it wasn't for the instinct of the body, it would be difficult for me to think of how to use the fist furnace to strengthen the power when I performed a stunt." ”

"That's right, the fist furnace is a secondary martial art in one furnace, which can double the attack power. But if you want to integrate some kind of stunt that can play multiple stamina into the boxing furnace, it is impossible, only extreme intention...... Extremely ......"

When he said the second extreme intention, Mr. Cong's arm suddenly drooped, and the person also collapsed to the ground.

"Mr. Cong!" Liu Feng stepped forward and caught Mr. Cong's crumbling body, "I don't know what you have to do for the Fan family, but I know that if you instruct me, I won't let you die at my hands, don't worry, I'm a divine doctor." ”

As he spoke, Liu Feng twisted out three silver needles in his left hand.

But when Liu Feng was about to administer the needle to Mr. Cong, Mr. Cong shook his head with difficulty, "Don't save me, my heart is already dead." At the beginning, because the Fan family spent a lot of money to renew my wife's life for three years, I stayed in the Fan family and promised to do three things for them. Today's face to you is my third shot, I have paid off my love debt, I am going down to find her, I should have gone to accompany her, she will be lonely down there alone. ”

When he heard Mr. Cong finish saying this, Liu Feng, the eastern king of the Western underground world, had a sour nose and almost tears in his eyes.

Some strong people have the ability to conquer the world, but often such people lose to feelings, or lose to their own attachments. Mr. Cong is obviously such a person, which also reflects the glorious side of this person's humanity.

"Sky Cliff!"

Although Liu Feng was moved by Mr. Cong, Fan Lao at this time was so angry that he almost crushed his teeth, "You are bent on death, you actually instructed Liu Feng in martial arts when he fought with him, damn it, what a wolf who can't be raised!"

"Fan Lao, you don't understand, loyal dogs are often liked by their owners, but you don't understand, a wolf is more eager for the vast world!"

Liu Feng put Mr. Cong flat on the ground, then stood up and said: "Also, wolves have a quality that dogs do not have, wolves will always be loyal to their only companion throughout their lives, and dogs can't do it." You took advantage of this advantage of the wolf to leash Mr. Fan, you are already wrong, why blame him?"

"Liu Feng, thank you, you...... Understand me!" Mr. Cong, who was lying on the ground, showed a relieved smile on his face, and then tilted his head and completely lost his breath.