In Lin Feng's opinion, Kang Deming was injured after being hit with a dagger, and at his current age, he has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for so long, I am afraid that he is already powerless. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This thought hadn't stayed in Lin Feng's mind for long, when Conyers, who were not far away, suddenly took out a knife.

Fast!

Kang Deming's knife is too fast, this kind of speed is not the same way as Yan Feiyu's speed.

Yan Feiyu's fast knife is really fast, it is a feeling of being extremely fast.

Conyers' speed is a kind of knife technique, in the shortest distance, to show their fastest speed.

Taking advantage of the young man's quick stride, Conyers only took half a step forward, and the dazzling sword under the headlights was like a life-threatening scythe, and the young man's life was harvested in an instant.

Kill with a single sword.

Conyers went from the knife to the end of the knife, almost in one go, which is breathtaking.

Judging from Kang Deming's pace, Lin Feng can conclude that Kang Deming does not understand martial arts, and this unique sword technique is completely created by Kang Deming through street fighting, and there are no moves to be found, and it is a killing move as soon as he makes a move.

Looking at Kang Deming's back, Lin Feng couldn't help but think of what the mute old man had said, he said, the martial arts in this world are nothing more than strength and speed, and all other exercises and mental methods are just things that increase strength and speed.

It was only now that Lin Feng really believed the words of the mute old man, what kind of flame sword technique and what kind of peerless sword technique was not as good as a long knife in a street fight.

Conyermin's sword skills are too suitable for street group fighting, and taking out an opponent with the least amount of strength at the shortest distance is enough to ensure that he continues to fight.

Looking at the young man lying in a pool of blood, Zhou Qingyuan's face was full of disbelief, and he muttered, "How is this possible? They are all martial arts masters." ”

Kang Deming looked at Zhou Qingyuan calmly, and said softly: "Zhou Lao Wu, this time, it was you who broke the rules between us, so don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Zhou Qingyuan looked at Kang Deming, who came step by step, and saw the scene of twenty years ago, in that battle, Kang Deming wiped out all the stubble of his men with a knife, like chopping straw, that battle, he will never forget.

Feeling Zhou Qingyuan's fear, the other five young people said in a deep voice: "Fifth master, you don't have to worry, there are still us." ”

Seeing these five young people, Zhou Qingyuan's heart was a little relieved, he really regretted not bringing firearms, if he brought firearms, he would not be as passive as he is now, I thought that Kang Deming had been dormant for more than ten years and had lost his spirit, but he didn't expect this man to be even more terrifying than twenty years ago.

The six young people around Zhou Qingyuan are all orphans he adopted, since the defeat twenty years ago, Zhou Qingyuan began to cultivate these six young people, until two years ago, a master of the rivers and lakes took these six young people as apprentices, which greatly increased Zhou Qingyuan's confidence.

thought that this time he could be ashamed, who would have thought that creation would make people?

At this time, the five young men had already surrounded Conyers in the middle.

These five young men all held a sharp long knife in their hands, and judging from their steps, what these five people were practicing was also the Flame Knife Technique.

The more Lin Feng thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong in his heart, except for the dumb old man and him, this flame sword technique was only known to the red-clothed Venerable who was far away in Tibet.

He passed it on to Song Jie, Song Jie shouldn't be able to teach it to others easily, could it be that the Venerable in Red still has disciples in the Northeast?

Thinking about it carefully, the more Lin Feng thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong in his heart.

If these people were really from the Red-clothed Venerable's side, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight.

With an existence of the level of the Red-clothed Venerable, Lin Feng couldn't deal with it at all now.

Just when Lin Feng was thinking nonsense, the battle over there had already begun.

Conyer's street fighting skills are almost flawless, and he is always able to turn a battle into a one-on-one, no matter how many people he faces.

Although the pace of the five young people was the pace of the Flame Knife Technique, they were not proficient in practice, and several times they had to surround Conyers in the core, but each time they were skillfully broken through by Conyers, and it became a one-on-one situation.

"Poof!" another young man was knocked to the ground by Conyers, and he couldn't do it anymore.

The faces of the other four young people were full of nervousness, and only when they really fought each other did they know that Kang Deming's horror, the former Yanjing Cannon King, really didn't blow it out.

Conyers once again retreated to the outermost periphery, four young people, there was no way to surround him in the middle, Conyers' footwork was simply a step forward and a step, but this simplest footwork was very strange to him.

"Whew!" another slash slashed, and the outermost young man was almost disemboweled, he took a few steps back, looked down at the stab wound on his chest, and his face became more and more ugly.

With this knife just now, if he retreats a little slower, I'm afraid the gods will be difficult to save.

Conyers put away his knife and stood up, and said softly: "You are not my opponent, don't give your life in vain." ”

The breathing of the four young people is a little rapid now, and when they look at Conyer, they are still the same as at the beginning, unhurried and even, and from this point of view alone, the four young people are not a little bit worse.

Zhou Qingyuan's previous arrogance had long been swept away, and his identity as a hunter had also turned into a prey, he licked his chapped lips, and shouted in a somewhat low voice: "Kang Deming, if I leave Yanjing now, what do you say?"

Kang Deming looked at Zhou Qingyuan calmly, shook his head and said: "Everyone only has one chance, and the opportunity I gave you, you have already missed it." ”

Zhou Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said: "Kang Deming, don't think I'm afraid of you, my sword skills are very good, but you are alone now, if I want you to die, I have a hundred ways to deal with you." ”

"Then I can't let you go. "Conyer's words, like his knife skills, are simple and direct, and full of power.

Zhou Qingyuan's expression froze, Kang Deming's words, he was really angry, this time he was underestimating the enemy, if it wasn't Yanjing here, Zhou Qingyuan would have already let his subordinates be fully armed, no matter how good Kang Deming's knife skills are, I'm afraid that in front of the bullet, he can only be shot.

Zhou Qingyuan hesitated for a long time, his only way now is to get out first, as long as he can get out of here safely, he has a way to kill this Kang Deyming, who has long lost power.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingyuan was no longer verbose, he gave the men next to him a look, and shouted at the four young people: "You drag Kang Deming for me." ”

"Yes, Fifth Master!" The four young people knew what Zhou Qingyuan meant, on this day, they had been waiting for a long, long time, and their existence was to die for Zhou Qingyuan.

The four young men frantically pounced on Conyers as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, their physical fitness was already at the stage of third-rate martial artists, and coupled with their flame sword technique, they directly jumped to the strength of second-rate martial artists.

In the face of the desperate attacks of the four second-rate martial artists, Kang Deming couldn't get out of his body to kill Zhou Qingyuan.

Under Zhou Qingyuan's order, the rest of the people began to close the courtyard gate, intending to flee.

Less than halfway through the closing of the courtyard gate, everyone heard a few sharp sounds of breaking the air, and then they saw that several people who were closing the door had all fallen in a pool of blood.

This time, Zhou Qingyuan was really anxious, and he was just about to command the rest of the people to close the door, when there was another sound of breaking the air.

Poof!

Three three-inch nails instantly broke into the iron door, making a piercing sound.

Zhou Qingyuan's side, there were only three subordinates left, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he didn't care about closing the courtyard door, so he pulled his legs and ran towards the factory.

"Poof!" Another young man was lying in a pool of blood, seeing that Zhou Qingyuan was in danger, the four young people were all anxious, where was they still in the mood to fight with Conyers.

As soon as their hearts were in turmoil, they gave Conyers a chance to make a move.

Conyer's ability to judge timing is definitely at the level of a grandmaster, and as long as the opponent is slightly distracted, he may die in an instant.

Seeing that Zhou Qingyuan was about to escape, where could Lin Feng give him a chance to escape, he sealed the blood in Kang Ling's heart and rushed out of the car quickly.

Now that the two sides have reached a situation where they are not going to die, Lin Feng doesn't want to do anything to let the tiger return to the mountain.

As Lin Feng ran, he threw out a three-inch nail, this three-inch nail gathered all of Lin Feng's strength, and the three-inch nail tore through the air, making a sound like a whistle.

This whistle made Zhou Qingyuan feel terrified, and he secretly swore in his heart that as long as he escaped this time, he would never step into Yanjing again in his life!

Twenty years ago, he wanted to get his hands on Yanjing and almost died. Twenty years later, he wanted to get his hands on Yanjing again, and almost died.

In Zhou Qingyuan's opinion, this Yanjing is the nemesis in his life!

I'm going to die? Zhou Qingyuan could clearly feel a strong wind rushing to the back of his heart, and at this moment, Zhou Qingyuan only heard a sigh, and the terrifying whistle stopped abruptly.

Zhou Qingyuan turned around in horror, only to see that in front of him, there was a middle-aged Taoist girl wearing a Taoist robe.

Seeing this Dao aunt, Zhou Qingyuan said in a trembling voice in surprise: "Mrs. Shi, you are actually here." ”

There was some anger in the middle-aged Dao Gu's voice, and she said, "My disciples are going to die, can I not come?"

At the moment of this conversation, another young man was cut to the ground by Conyers, and the only two remaining young people had a deep bone-deep cut on their right arm and chest.

The middle-aged Dao Gu didn't have time to talk nonsense with Zhou Qingyuan, she snorted coldly and rushed to Kang Deming, who was killing all directions.

Seeing the appearance of this middle-aged Dao girl, Lin Feng's face suddenly changed greatly, and what he was most worried about still happened.