Looking at the more than 30 people in front of them who collectively killed themselves, Yang Yifeng and the three of them were deeply shocked. Although the three of them didn't have a good impression of Yue himself, such a tragic scene was enough to make them feel a lot of emotion in their hearts.

It is ridiculous to say that his own bushido spirit also reflects the spirit of a famous clan advocating martial arts, and he himself does have to admire their calmness and tragedy before death in this regard.

"Young master, this place should not stay for a long time, this Tokugawa Haoyun knew that there was no possibility of survival, so he chose to kill himself very decently. It seems that what he said should not be false, let's leave as soon as possible to avoid an explosion here. Yan Fei said with a heavy face.

"Yang Yifeng, we have to stop the people of the Salt Gang from coming here, and in addition, we have to go to save Yun Feifei immediately, she fell into the hands of ghosts, and the consequences of one step later are unimaginable." Blizzard said softly.

Yang Yifeng nodded, turned around and led the two of them downstairs quickly, and joined the three of them in the harsh winter.

"Shen Feng, this is a conspiracy of the group of three, the purpose is to blow up the Salt Gang and us all here, a large amount of explosives are buried in the entire unfinished building, you must stop the people of the Salt Gang from approaching here, and the others will follow me to save Feifei Girl." Yang Yifeng quickly told the truth of the matter, and then beckoned the other four to go straight to the van not far away.

Everyone knew Yun Feifei's situation at this time, one step later, her girl's family would lose her reputation, so several people were anxious, and Yan Fei, who was driving, drove the car to a rapid speed, and in less than ten minutes, he had already seen a manor with reading power in front of him.

Before the car could stop, Yang Yifeng and Feixue jumped out of the car, jumped onto the wall in no particular order, and jumped into the manor, and immediately after them, Yan Dong and the prodigal son also followed.

Yang Yifeng made a gesture to the three of them in the harsh winter, the three of them nodded, and rushed straight to the bright rooms from the left and right. And Yang Yifeng and Feixue pounced on the three-story building in the middle.

"Although I haven't fought against ghosts, I heard that this person is very strong, wait a minute, I'll deal with him first, and you go to find Yun Feifei." The two rushed to the front of the building, Feixue whispered to Yang Yifeng, jumped up, and fell lightly on the balcony on the second floor.

Although Yang Yifeng did not have such good light body kung fu as Feixue, after breaking through the Innate Realm, under the guidance of Long Yue, he had gradually mastered some of the strength of the Innate Realm, and his body rose on the spot and jumped down beside Feixue.

The two of them came to the window with the lights on, one left and one right, and slowly peeked their heads inside.

At a glance, Feixue's face immediately turned red, she looked at Yang Yifeng unnaturally, and twisted her head to the side.

And although Yang Yifeng was annoyed, he was still relieved in his heart, although Yun Feifei's limbs were tied to a big bed, the clothes on his body were still intact, but like Feixue, a pretty face was so red that he could drip blood, and he scolded the hazy young man in his mouth, but he didn't dare to look at each other.

The ghost is not like many disciples, lustful men, the step of raping a woman is to tear off the woman's clothes first, and then take off his own clothes, he likes to strip his clothes first, show off his strength in front of the woman, and leave a mark as his brilliant achievements.

But at this time, the ghost still had the last bit of fig leaf, a pair of tight floral trousers, but he didn't know how to write the word shame, otherwise he wouldn't have done such a thing.

Holding a tattoo knife in the ghost's left hand, he was excitedly tattooing a woman's lips on his right arm, and on his two arms, it was actually densely covered with red lips.

While carefully tattooing, the ghost smiled evilly and said: "Feifei beauty, you are about to become my one hundred and eighth woman, isn't there a hundred and eight Water Margin heroes in your country?" My dream is to possess one hundred and eight young girls, and each red lip on my arms represents a woman whom I have been subjected to, and I will render this red lip with their first menstrual blood, which can make the lips appear delicate and coveted more than pigeon blood. ”

"Hooligans, bastards, demons, let me go, or I won't let you go." Yun Feifei closed his eyes shyly and scolded again.

"Hehe, my dream is going to come true tonight, and you are the cutest and charming little beauty I have ever seen, let you go, it would be a pity, if you wait to make me happy, maybe I will consider not killing you." With an evil smile flashing in the ghost's eyes, he put the tattoo carving knife on the bedside table, and looking at the masterpiece he had carved, he walked in front of Yun Feifei step by step.

Looking at the ghost's pair of demon grasps that were about to reach Yun Feifei's skirt, Yang Yifeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the murderous aura in his body skyrocketed, and his true qi condensed in his arms and raised his fist.

The hand that the ghost poked out suddenly paused, and his eyes turned his head to look at the window coldly, as the fourth master on the killer list, how could he not sense the murderous aura outside the window.

"Hmph, if you dare to destroy my good deeds, I will make you unable to survive or die." The ghost stared coldly at Yang Yifeng and Feixue, who were no longer hidden, and gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Yang Yifeng smashed the glass with a punch, and a white figure next to him flashed, Feixue had already jumped into the room, the cold light in his hand flashed, and the short dagger stabbed the ghost's throat at the same time, and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen with his left foot.

A light flashed in the ghost's eyes, obviously he didn't expect Feixue's attack to be so fierce, the shot was as fast as lightning, Sen Leng's dagger was already less than three centimeters away from his throat, and he could even feel the sharp edge giving him a piercing cold.

But the ghost's reaction was not slow, and after a brief moment of consternation, it left an afterimage in the same place, and the man had reached the left side of Feixue, and slashed at Feixue's neck with a palm knife.

Feixue secretly frightened the ghost's speed, worthy of the name of the ghost, she asked herself that she couldn't achieve such a reaction as a ghost, her face showed a solemn look, her body was short, using the power of waist rotation, her wrist flipped over, and the dagger stabbed the ghost's heart again.

The ghost's form shook again, and Blizzard's attack had failed.

This mutual attack is a long story, but it is only a blink of an eye, the two have quickly exchanged two rounds, and once again their bodies are staggered, the two of them each palmed each other, and they retreated a step back in both directions, and confronted each other.

At this time, Yang Yifeng had already entered the room, picked up the tattoo carving knife from the bedside table, looked at the surprised Yun Feifei and said, "Feifei, don't be afraid, we are here to save you." After speaking, the carving knife was about to break the rope that bound Yun Feifei.

"Brother Yifeng, you're here, if you don't come again, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself." Yun Feifei stared at Yang Yifeng happily and said happily.

The ghost snorted coldly, flew up and kicked on the bed, and the entire double bed squeezed towards Yang Yifeng, and at the same time that Feixue attacked him again, he had already picked up the clothes he had taken off next to the bed, his wrist trembled, and the clothes wrapped around Feixue's neck.

Feixue scolded, the dagger danced, and the clothes were chopped into pieces and fell down in the room.

Yang Yifeng's strength was condensed, blocking the double bed that was quickly squeezing towards him with one hand, and the tattoo carving knife in the other hand went to the rope on Yun Feifei's wrist again.

But at this time, the ghost had already jumped up, and swept towards Yang Yifeng's head with a volley.

Yang Yifeng raised his arm to block the ghost's attack, and had to give up saving Yun Feifei, with a swing of his arm, the tattoo carving knife slashed at the ghost's thigh.

"You are also worthy of my weapons." The ghost sneered in his mouth, had already changed his moves, flew up and down with his hands, and attacked Yang Yifeng more than a dozen times.

The ghost's shooting speed is not even Yang Yifeng in the innate realm, and the technique is even more unique, Yang Yifeng fought against it, only to be surprised to find that the tattoo carving knife in his hand had actually reached the ghost's hand.

With a shock in his heart, Yang Yifeng had to admire the other party's empty-handed technique of grabbing the white blade, the so-called way of martial arts, each has its own strengths, what he is good at is only fist and palm techniques and knife techniques, but after all, he has never used a weapon such as a short dagger, if it is replaced by Feixue, holding a tattoo carving knife at this time, it is absolutely impossible for the ghost to take it from her hands.

The ghost snatched the tattoo carving knife, and did not rush to attack Yang Yifeng, but turned to look at Feixue, and said with a smile: "The blade is as cold as a cold moon, if I guess correctly, you should be a cold moon, right?" I didn't expect Leng Yue, who ranked sixth on the killer list, to be such a cold and glamorous beauty, your Huaxia country is really a country that produces beautiful women, but I didn't expect that this trip to Wuhan made me meet two stunning women. ”

"Ghosts, don't talk nonsense, scum like you can only be a scourge in the world, and today you will definitely die." Feixue said in a deep voice with an indifferent face.

At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded outside, and the three of them had already heard the movement and rushed over.

"I didn't expect you to have a helper, but if you want to kill my ghost, ask me if I have a tattoo knife in my hand." The ghost sneered, shook his body, and flew straight into the snow.

Feixue snorted coldly, shook the short dagger in his hand and faced the ghost, and the murderous aura of the duel between the two killers surged, and the entire room was shrouded in their murderous aura.

"Brother Yifeng, save me." Yun Feifei shouted shyly at this time.

I thought that it would be difficult to escape the doom of being humiliated tonight, but I didn't expect Yang Yifeng to come in time, the little girl's heart was full of joy and excitement, but she was also shy that she was tied to her limbs, and her indecent posture was displayed in front of Yang Yifeng.

Yang Yifeng moved his gaze from the duel between the two to Yun Feifei, and his wrist shook and cut the rope that bound Yun Feifei.

Yun Feifei broke free from the shackles, her eyes were full of joy after being saved, but she also shed tears of grievance, sighed, cried and threw herself into Yang Yifeng's arms, crying: "Brother Yifeng, I'm so afraid that I will never see you again, and I will never have my surname again." ”

Yang Yifeng looked embarrassed, his hands didn't know where to put them, watching the little girl crying, he secretly smiled bitterly and patted the other party's back, and comforted softly: "Feifei, it's okay, with Brother Yang here, I will never let you have anything to do." ”

At this time, the three of them had already entered the room, watching the fierce fight between Feixue and the ghost, the three of them glanced at each other, and surrounded the two of them in three directions, ready to meet Feixue at any time.