Nearly an hour had passed, and suddenly, a figure sped in from a distance.

This is an old man in a kimono, carrying a man on his shoulder, and his figure is flying from far and near.

In the blink of an eye, when I came to the mouth of the valley, the figure stopped.

The afternoon sun shone on the old man, it was Takeda Makoto.

And what he carried on his shoulders was the Qiansong River.

It seems that he is a little tired from the journey, and he is only a few miles away from the Sword Saint Peak, so he sees that he is not chasing the enemy.

Takeda Zhenjun threw the Qiansong River on his shoulder on the grass by the roadside, and then shot a point on the neck of the Qiansong River.

"Takeda Zhenjun, you despicable villain, turned out to be a spy of the Dongying Sword Saint, I really lured the wolf into the room and looked away. As soon as the Qiansong River was sealed by Takeda Zhenjun, he immediately became angry and scolded Takeda Zhenjun.

"Qiansong River, when I pretended to be injured and fell in front of the gate of your Qiansong family, it was my master Dongying Sword Saint who asked me to do this, in order to find the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra. A sneer appeared on Takeda's face.

"However, in the past ten years, I have never found the whereabouts and news of the Martial Sacred Heart Sutra, you are really tight-lipped, and now I have to catch you back to see my master before Fuji Nagawa captures you. ”

"Takeda Zhenjun, even if you take me to see the Dongying Sword Saint, I won't tell him the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra. Qiansong River said with an unyielding face.

Takeda Zhenjun snorted coldly and said, "Even if you don't say it, the Dongying Sword Saint has a way to make you speak." ”

"Takeda Makoto, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" At this moment, a lazy, not boring voice echoed around the valley.

However, there was no one who spoke, Takeda Zhenjun's face changed, and he looked around and shouted coldly: "Who ?!......?"

Qiansong Hechuan almost couldn't believe his ears when he heard this voice, wasn't this Lin Fei's voice?

But how could Lin Fei be here?

The Thousand Song River has a dreaming feeling.

At this moment, the leaves on the cliff rattled, and then a figure flew down like a roc.

Swish.

Lin Feifei landed only two or three meters away from Takeda Zhenjun, with a hint of a smile on his face: "Takeda Zhenjun, I don't know if you still know me?"

Lin Fei has been at Qiansong's house for a very short time, and he and Takeda Zhenjun have only met a few times in Qiansong's house.

Takeda Zhenjun originally thought that it was Fuji Naigawa's people chasing after him, and he looked nervous, but when he saw that it was Lin Fei who flew down, the expression on his face suddenly relaxed, and he smiled coldly: "It turned out to be Qian Song Yixue's cousin, who did I think it was?

Lin Fei's true identity is only known to a few relatives of the Qiansong family, so Takeda Zhenjun will regard him as Qiansong Yixue's cousin.

And the reason why he didn't take Lin Fei in his eyes was that Lin Fei was only Qiansong Yixue's cousin at best, how powerful could he be.

After all, Qiansong River is only the strength of the ninth layer of the martial arts.

Lin Fei smiled: "I'm not here to join the Dongying Sword Saint with you, I'm here to clean up the undercover agent that you were sent by the Dongying Sword Saint and hid very deeply, and I also want to save my uncle back." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Fei added: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that I am not Qiansong Yixue's cousin, but his junior brother Lin Fei, my grandfather is Lin Zheng, that's right, I know where the Martial Saint Heart Sutra is." ”

Takeda Zhenjun almost couldn't believe his ears, this young man was the grandson of Lin Zheng who had the Martial Sacred Heart Sutra?

And Lin Fei still knows the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra?

What does it mean to step on iron shoes and have nowhere to find them, and it takes no effort to get them? Takeda Majun felt that this scene in front of him was.

But Qiansong Hechuan heard Lin Fei report his name, but secretly complained in his heart: It's over, will Takeda Zhenjun let Lin Fei go now?

It doesn't matter if he falls into the hands of Takeda Zhenjun, he has to catch Lin Fei, this is really a disaster, and it is miserable.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I had been undercover in the Qiansong family for ten years, and I didn't find the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra, but today God sent Lin Zheng's grandson to me, this is really an eye-opener. Takeda laughed heartlessly.

However, Lin Fei's voice was cold, and he didn't forget to remind him: "That's right, God sent me to you, just let me clean you up." ”

Hearing this, Takeda Zhenjun's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes stared at Lin Fei like a wolf, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "It's up to you, you want to clean me up too?"

Lin Fei's eyes were meticulous, and he couldn't be more serious, and said, "Yes, why can't you?"

"Looking for death!" Takeda Zhenjun didn't scold angrily, and then turned into a whirlwind, bombarding Lin Fei with amazing power.

The wind blew the sand and gravel at the mouth of the valley all of a sudden, and they were blown away.

In the sandstorm, Lin Fei's figure remained motionless, even if the sand and stones fell on his face and hit his clothes.

The wind ruffled his hair and blew his clothes.

The figure of Takeda Zhenjun was like a man who chose people to devour, and the mighty and ferocious lion flew through the sandstorm and attacked Lin Fei.

Electric flint.

The aura of terrifying power raged.

A cloud of martial saint qi that rolled in, like destroying everything, came with the bombardment of Takeda Zhenjun's fist.

The air shook, and even the ground at the mouth of the valley trembled slightly.

Qiansong Hechuan's face was already pale with shock, his heart was beating hard, in his opinion, it was impossible for Lin Fei to resist Qiansong Hechuan's punch.

But once Lin Fei has three cards and two shorts, even if he dies and goes to the Netherworld, he doesn't know how to explain to his junior brothers and sisters.

He wanted to save Lin Fei, but the acupuncture points on his body were originally sealed by Lin Fei and had not been unlocked, so he couldn't do all this at all.

Bang.

And at this moment, in the midst of the violent vibration of the air, Takeda Zhenjun's power was terrifying, and the surging fist of the Martial Saint's qi had already bombarded Lin Fei.

At the moment, Lin Fei's eyebrows furrowed, two balls of essence burst out in his eyes, he let out a low shout, and then a punch, like wind and thunder, tore through the sky like wind and thunder, and unstoppably bombarded Takeda Zhenjun's fist.

There was a crackling, and a series of bones breaking sounded like firecrackers.

Takeda Zhenjun's eyes widened, full of horror, because he saw Lin Fei's punch, which suddenly broke his wrists, elbows, and shoulder blades.

One punch wiped out one of his right arms!

After Lin Fei broke several joints in Takeda Zhenjun's right arm with one punch, he then bombarded him in the chest.

Takeda Majun only felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a giant hammer, and in the scream, he had been blasted out.

Bang.

Takeda smashed into the valley, kicking up a puff of dust.

Chisong River was completely stunned, this is ...... What's the situation?

Lin Fei was not crippled by Takeda Zhenjun's punch?

On the contrary, one of Takeda Zhenjun's arms was abolished by Lin Fei?

Takeda Zhenjun gritted his teeth, endured the great pain, stood up from the dust, his face was hideous, his eyes looked at Lin Fei fiercely and said, "Boy, even if you are ruthless! ”

After saying that, Takeda Zhenjun turned around and flew up, wanting to flee towards the Sword Saint Peak.

A sneering smile appeared on Lin Fei's face, he leaned over and picked up a small pebble, raised his hand, and then launched it suddenly.

At the same time, a voice shouted anxiously: "Be merciful!"

However, the flying stones were faster than arrows and sharper than knives, and the sound of breaking through the sky resounded through the valley, hitting the fleeing Takeda Makun at once.

In the midst of the screams, Takeda Majun fell to the ground and whimpered for his life.

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