Chapter 22: Serial Scheme

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The wind in the forest was strong, and it didn't take long for two figures to rush here.

"Xue Yong, why are you here? What about them? Who did you just fight? "One of them.

This forest, because of the fight between Chen Feng and Xue Yong just now, was a mess, and the ground was full of stumps and leaves.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Song and Senior Brother Tang, aren't you and the other three junior disciples exterminating the Iron Sword Gate convoy, why are you two coming?" Xue Yong asked.

"Alas, don't mention it. Li Changfeng of the Iron Sword Gate was seriously injured and dying, and the Xuantie Sword Technique suddenly broke through to the realm of Dacheng, and fled after injuring Senior Brother Ruan. The other two junior disciples are taking care of him, and I and Senior Brother Tang are a little faster, so we will take the first step and rush to support you. By the way, what about Senior Brother Wang, did you kill that kid? The disciple of the Iron Sword Sect surnamed Song said.

"Senior Brother Wang Kun chased that kid in that direction." Xue Yong stretched out his hand and pointed ahead.

"Oh!" The two Iron Palm Gang disciples immediately turned their heads in the direction that Xue Yong's fingers were pointing.

At this moment, I saw that Xue Yong suddenly raised his palm, and his palm was like thunder, and he slapped it with one palm.

"Poof!"

The Iron Palm helped the disciple surnamed Song to be defenseless, and was suddenly hit by Xue Yong's palm and his brain burst and he was killed on the spot.

At the same time, the branches and leaves on the tree sounded, and a white-clothed young man swooped down from the tree with a cold and shining iron sword, and the sharp tip of the sword stabbed straight into the Tianling Gai of the disciple surnamed Tang.

The iron palm helped the disciple surnamed Tang's face change greatly, and hurriedly used his body technique, tilting his head to the side.

"Poof!"

Unable to stab it, the sharp iron sword suddenly changed its move, changed the stab to a split, and cut off the left arm of this disciple surnamed Tang at the shoulder. The bloody arm fell to the ground, and the blood flowed, staining the fallen leaves on the ground red.

"Boy Chen Feng, you are so good here, you two." The disciple surnamed Tang of the Iron Sword Sect turned pale as paper, and shouted angrily: "Xue Yong, are you crazy? You dare to kill me, Senior Brother Song, the two of you are actually united. ”

"Not only do I want to kill you, Senior Brother Song, but I also want to kill you. Lao Tzu in the Iron Palm Gang has not been less affected by the bird-qi of formal disciples like you. Xue Yong's face was hideous, and he waved his iron palm to kill the disciple surnamed Tang who was helping the iron palm.

The disciples of the Iron Palm Gang are divided into inner disciples and outer disciples according to their cultivation; According to the intimacy, it is divided into formal disciples and registered disciples. For example, a disciple who has been cultivated by the Iron Palm Gang since he was a child is a formal disciple. And sometimes when the Iron Palm Gang needs external force, they will also accept some people from the rivers and lakes who have certain martial arts, that is, registered disciples. Among the eight people this time, Xue Yong and Hong Hai are registered disciples, they were originally the bandit leaders of the Lianyun Mountain Range, and because they wanted to learn the first-class martial arts of the Iron Palm Gang, they joined the Iron Palm Gang. They have to work for the Iron Palm Gang so that the Iron Palm Gang will share some of their martial arts with them. In the Iron Palm Gang, the official disciples are high, and the registered disciples are usually oppressed by the official disciples.

Xue Yong slapped the disciple surnamed Tang with one palm after another, and the disciple surnamed Tang was tightly entangled with the iron palm, and he couldn't get out at all. can only resist with one arm.

Chen Feng's eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, and he couldn't take his eyes off the two people who were fighting. With his eyesight, he could see that the Iron Palm Helping Tang disciple would not last more than twenty moves, and he would be killed by Xue Yong under his palm.

The time of twenty strokes is not long, and it is not short. Chen Feng didn't want to waste this time, he was pressed for time. His eyes were firmly locked on the disciple surnamed Tang, looking for his flaws.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and the opportunity he was waiting for finally appeared. Immediately, he quickly launched the Wind Shadow step and rushed over, the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he stabbed it without hesitation.

"Whew!" "Poof!"

The sharp long sword pierced into the back of the disciple surnamed Tang, and the tip of the sword emerged from his chest, and scarlet blood continued to drip down.

At this point, the eight warriors of the Iron Palm Gang who chased and killed Chen Feng had been eliminated by Chen Feng and one had been subdued.

After the two of them buried the two bodies, Xue Yong laughed and said, "I know what method you said, it must be that I also attack Wang Kun like I did just now." ”

"Not bad." Chen Feng smiled slightly: "But you alone is not enough, you need two people to attack together to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

"Two people?" Xue Yong couldn't help but be stunned, "Who else is there?" ”

"And the other one is him!" The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he suddenly reached out and pointed to the dark bushes somewhere on the left.

"Huh!"

Almost at the same time as Chen Feng pointed his finger, the bush suddenly shook its branches and leaves, and a fat black shadow jumped out of the bush, turned around and fled quickly into the distance.

"Where is Hong Hai's turtle son hiding? How did you find out? Xue Yong exclaimed, looking at Chen Feng with admiration.

"Why are you still stunned, chasing it." Chen Feng let out a loud shout and unfolded the Wind Shadow Step, like a gust of wind, and swept forward quickly.

In fact, as early as when he was about to kill the two disciples of the Iron Palm Gang Song and Tang, Chen Feng's detection function had already discovered that the Hong Sea was already hiding in that bush. This Hong Hai was extremely cunning, and seemed to have noticed that the situation was different, and he didn't have time to stop Chen Feng and Xue Yong from killing the two of the Iron Palm Gang, so he simply hid in the bushes. He obviously didn't expect that he was hiding in the bushes and was actually discovered by Chen Feng. Chen Feng's finger suddenly frightened him, and he turned around and fled.

The wind shadow walks, the steps are like the wind, and the lines are like shadows. The speed of the Wind Shadow step in the Dacheng realm was extremely terrifying, completely surpassing the third-rank martial artists.

Hong Hai had not yet run a few steps before he performed his first-class light skills, but he felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and a young man in white had already stood in front of him with a sword.

Then Xue Yong rushed over with light skills, and the two surrounded Hong Hai in the middle.

"Xue Yong, are you crazy and dare to betray the Iron Palm Gang, you are not afraid that Master Li Helm will settle accounts with you." Hong Haiqi shouted.

"If he wants to settle accounts, he has to be able to find Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu is a big deal to escape into the mountains, and he is doing his old job. Xue Yong said: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you will taste the bitterness later, and you will know why Lao Tzu betrayed the Iron Palm Gang." Saying that, the scar on Xue Yong's face squirmed, and he rushed directly to fight with Hong Hai.

"Bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

The two intersected with iron palms, and a dull sonorous sound sounded in the forest, startling a group of birds.

Seeing the two fighting, Chen Feng quickly took off the wine gourd on his waist, poured out a little wine, and then reversed the pure yang gong, transformed the pure yang internal force into yin and cold qi, and injected it into the wine in his left palm, the wine quickly condensed into ice, forming two thin ice chips, and soon made a life and death talisman.

"The life and death talisman is really powerful, when I surrender to Hong Hai, I will have two third-class martial artists as my subordinates, and then my power will not be so thin, and the certainty of killing Wang Kun will be even greater." Chen Feng's eyes flashed, he held two life and death talismans that had just been made in his left hand, and he also joined the battle group with the refined steel sword in his right hand.