"Boy, who are you?"

The crow's heart stirred up turbulent waves.

He asked himself to be cautious, leaving no trace, and no one would ever find this place.

But now not only is someone coming, but also a martial arts master.

What shocked him the most was that the person in front of him was only a boy who was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but judging from the previous attacks, this young man was definitely a rare martial arts master, when did martial arts masters become so proliferated?

Shen Feng didn't answer the crow's question immediately, he even turned his back to the crow and untied the rope on Chen Youyou's body.

The crow's gaze froze, and the killing intent surged, leaving his back to the enemy, which was the most dangerous thing to do, unless the person had absolute confidence in his own strength.

But he didn't believe that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, even if he was a martial arts master, could be so strong.

He instantly stepped forward, his palms wrapped in thick black qi, and slapped towards Shen Feng's back.

Shen Feng's hands were still on Chen Youyou's body, and he didn't seem to notice the sneak attack of the crows behind him at all.

"Bang!"

The crow's palm slapped on Shen Feng's back, and this palm actually made a sound of gold and iron.

"What?"

The crow only felt that the palm of his hand was extremely painful, as if it had hit a piece of hard black iron, and Shen Feng did not even move at all.

"Impossible!"

The crow retreated in terror, a hint of fear in his eyes.

He is a master of martial arts, but he is also a martial arts cultivator, and his martial arts strength has reached the level of a high-level martial artist.

Just now he shot with all his might, but Shen Feng seemed to be unharmed at all, there was only one possibility, that is, Shen Feng was a super master who had reached the realm of Martial Venerable.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Wu Zun? This is simply a fantasy for him, but he has to believe it.

Shen Feng helped Chen Youyou untie the rope, took off the red belly pocket on her body, and helped her put on her shoes, and after doing all this, he stood up, his eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion.

"You're the guy who can use the Soul Devouring Needle, Jiang Xing of the Jiang family, died at your hands!"

Shen Feng's tone was indifferent, but he shocked the crows beyond measure.

Soul Devouring Needle, this is a forbidden technique in Maoshan, not to mention outsiders, even in Maoshan few people know.

But Shen Feng could directly say the name of this technique, and the crow was shocked and frightened.

"Boy, are you from Maoshan?"

He secretly looked at Shen Feng, but Shen Feng did not have the slightest aura of cultivation spells on his body, not even the aura of a martial artist, but he was an existence that could resist his attacks with his physical body.

"Maoshan? No, I just know a little about Maoshan magic. ”

"A few days ago, someone in the Jiang family asked me to help find the murderer of Jiang Xing, and I thought you were not easy to find, so I didn't agree, I didn't expect you to dare to touch the people around me, you are not small!"

Shen Feng shook his palm, and his eyes instantly froze.

"Since I asked you to find you today, let's bury the people you killed before!"

The crow's face changed abruptly, and he said a little strangely:

"You're going to kill me?"

"That's right!"

Shen Feng nodded faintly, as if killing crows was just a gesture for him.

"Hahaha!"

"I've been crows in China for many years, and I don't know how many people want to kill me, but I'm still alive and well!"

When the crow heard this, he laughed loudly.

"I know you're a martial arts supreme, but even so, it's impossible to kill me!"

"Looking at the whole country, there are only three people who can kill me, and you can't!"

Raven said confidently.

"Only three?"

"Which three?"

Shen Feng was interested.

The crow snorted coldly and replied:

"These three people are the 'firmament' Shen Tong of the martial arts world of the famous town of Huaguo, the 'military soul' Chu Tianjiao, and the overlord of Zhonghai Zhao Wouji, except for these three people, it is simply wishful thinking for others to kill me, my Maoshan magic is in the same vein, is it child's play!"

"Hehe, yes, it seems that the three people you are talking about are the top three in the domestic martial arts. ”

Shen Feng smiled faintly, with a little banter on his face.

"But it's a pity, I'm the fourth person to kill you!"

The crow didn't take Shen Feng's words seriously, but smiled disdainfully:

"Boy, don't talk too crazy, you stepped into the realm of Wuzun at a young age, you are indeed talented, but you are still too young, give you another three or five years Maybe you can kill me, but now you can't, it's a dream to kill me!"

After the crow finished saying the last word, his palms turned into claws, and he attacked Shen Feng with a fierce wind.

This made Shen Feng a little surprised, the crow was only a high-level martial artist, but it didn't seem to be afraid of him, but took the initiative to attack, which was a bit abnormal.

But he is a master of art and boldness, and he cultivates peerless immortal methods, no matter what tricks his opponent has, he is not afraid.

Regardless of his intrigues and tricks, in the face of real power, he will only be vulnerable.

The crow's claws fell, facing Shen Feng's shoulder.

Shen Feng didn't move, but his shoulders trembled slightly, and a majestic force erupted from his shoulders, and as soon as the crow's claws touched, he was instantly shocked.

He flipped upside down in the air and stomped heavily on the ground, the hard stone slab scavenging downward.

The crow looked up, and his eyes flashed with horror again, and he saw a trail of blood running down the corner of his mouth, and he had actually suffered internal injuries from the blow.

"Damn, is this kid practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, how can he be so strong, I'm never an opponent, it's better to go!"

The crow's move was originally to test Shen Feng's depth, but once he made a move, he no longer dared to move, at this moment he just wanted to escape as soon as possible in his mind, Shen Feng's strength was beyond his imagination.

"Whoosh!"

He stomped his feet and soared into the sky, trying to break through the beams of the house and escape.

"Want to go, dream!"

Shen Feng's eyelids raised slightly, and in just an instant, the person had reached the top of the crow's head like a ghost.

"What?"

The crow was suddenly frightened, and Shen Feng's speed was incomprehensible to him, blocking his retreat without warning.

"Get down!"

Shen Feng's voice was indifferent, and he stepped out.

The crow couldn't dodge, so he could only hug his chest with his arms and take Shen Feng's kick.

"Poof!"

The powerful strength came through, and the crow felt that the bones in his body were almost falling apart, and he was stepped into the stone slab by Shen Feng's foot, and half of his body was embedded in it, unable to move.

"I said, you can't leave!"

Shen Feng waved his hand and continued;

"Take out your strongest spell, otherwise, you won't have a chance!"

Shen Feng's blow just now could completely kill the crow, but he temporarily changed his mind in order to see the subtlety of Maoshan's spell.

The crow is proficient in Maoshan magic, and he will not be disappointed.

"Little crumb, I want you dead!"

The crow struggled to crawl out of the pit, his face covered in blood and looking like a demon in hell.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you, even if it takes a few years of life, I want you to die here!"

"Yin and Yang are evil, and a hundred ghosts are wailing!"

(End of chapter)