"Whew!"

The sword was like a flash of lightning, stabbing at Wang Kun with unparalleled speed.

Wang Kun's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his palm to protect his chest.

"Bell!"

The iron sword slashed on the iron palm, and suddenly a huge shock force was transmitted, and Chen Feng instantly felt that the meridians of his whole body were extremely sour and numb. This is still protected by the iron cloth shirt body protection skill, if there is no iron cloth shirt defense, I am afraid that Chen Feng has already been injured. This is the benefit of the hard skill of protecting the body, which is very rare and precious in the Guwu Continent. For example, the entire library of Tiejian Gate has a total of one body protection hard skill, and it is only a second-rate inferior product, called "Bone Forging". It's much worse than the Iron Cloth Shirt.

"Bang!" "Bell, bell!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought more than sixty moves in the forest, and they were shocked by the power of the iron palm, and Chen Feng's meridians were traumatized to a certain extent, especially the right hand holding the sword was the most serious. After repeated fights, Wang Kun's injuries also worsened again. The two can be described as losing both. However, Chen Feng is not afraid, he only needs to drag Wang Kun for a moment, Hong Hai and Xue Yong will come, and Wang Kun will definitely die at that time.

In fact, if Chen Feng's internal strength is not much different from Wang Kun, he can use the "Tianshan Six Yang Palms", which can also make Wang Kun poisoned, causing his meridians to be burned and injured. It's just that Chen Feng is only a first-class martial artist's internal strength after all, and he is two large levels of cultivation behind Wang Kun. If you fight against Wang Kun, I'm afraid it won't take many moves to scrap your palms. After all, Chen Feng didn't have boxing gloves, and even if the silver wire boxing gloves on Wang Kun's hand were not at the treasure level, I am afraid they were at the top grade of stainless steel.

Moreover, in the past three years, most of Chen Feng's energy has been spent on "Chifeng Swordsmanship" and "Wind Shadow Step", and the palm attainment of "Tianshan Six Yang Palms" has just been raised to the realm of Xiaocheng.

"Red Edge Sword Technique" has been in the Xiaocheng realm for a long time, and it is only a little short of the Dacheng realm. It was mainly by virtue of the "Red Blade Sword Technique" that Chen Feng's attack power was barely as good as that of a third-class martial artist.

"Bell, bell!" "Bang bang bang!"

The moon is bright, the bamboo leaves are flying, the two of them fought one after another, and the bamboo trees fell everywhere they passed, or they were cut off by the iron sword, or they were affected by the aftermath of the iron palm.

When the two of them had fought more than a hundred moves, two black shadows quickly flashed from behind the bamboo leaf forest, and they were hurrying over. Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see that the fat one has a double chin, holding the general's belly, and the fat on his body trembles as he runs; The strong one has a long scar on his face, which is extremely hideous.

"Hong Hai and Xue Yong are here, Wang Kun, your death time has arrived." The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled into a sneer, and the sword move in his hand shrouded Wang Kun like a raging storm.

Wang Kun's face changed wildly, and under the unintentional love war, he was beaten by Chen Feng in a hurry, and his injuries became even more serious.

"Senior Brother Wang, why are you here?"

A voice suddenly came from the front of the bamboo leaf forest.

Chen Feng and Wang Kun couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the same time. I saw three figures suddenly flash in front of the bamboo leaf forest, three young men were all wearing silver gloves, and one of them seemed to have a slight injury to his thigh and was being wrapped with a strip of cloth. The three Iron Palm Gang disciples couldn't help but be slightly stunned when they saw the battle here, and then they hurried over.

"Haha, my junior brothers are here, you want to kill me, dream." A sickly red light appeared on Wang Kun's pale face, and he forced Chen Feng back with one palm, merging with the three Iron Palm Gang disciples.

"Damn, this Wang Kun's life is really hard." Chen Feng's face was extremely pale, and he was about to kill Wang Kun, but he fell short.

At this time, Hong Hai and Xue Yong had also come to Chen Feng's side, the two sides were tense, and the battle was about to break out, and the air seemed to be frozen.

The wind is whistling, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and the whole bamboo leaf forest can be heard.

"Su Boren, don't do it yet!" Hong Hai's eyes moved, and he suddenly shouted hurriedly.

Wang Kun was so frightened that he trembled, his face changed greatly, he didn't think about it, he hurriedly raised his palm, the iron palm was like a mountain, the palm wind was like thunder, and he slapped towards the person on the left with lightning speed.

"Boom!" "Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the chest of Su Boren's Iron Palm Gang disciple instantly concave, and the left rib was completely collapsed by the iron palm, the bone pierced into the heart, and the blood kept gushing out. His body fell straight down, and his eyes quickly dimmed, but his face still maintained a stunned expression, as if he didn't understand why Wang Kun suddenly attacked him.

There are two other people who also don't understand, and that is the other two inner disciples of the Iron Palm Gang.

"Wang Kun, what are you doing! Why did you kill Senior Brother Su? The two Iron Palm Gang disciples asked in shock, their voices containing doubts, incomprehension, anger, horror, scolding, and other complex emotions.

"Why did you kill him? He's a traitor to our Iron Palms, and luckily I was quick, otherwise one of the three of us would have died. Wang Kun wiped the blood stains from his palms and said lightly: "Don't you know that I was seriously injured because I was attacked by two traitors, Hong Hai and Xue Yong?" ”

"But how could Senior Brother Su be a traitor, he grew up together in our Iron Palm Gang since he was a child." The two Iron Palm Gang disciples said urgently.

"Why not. Chen Feng, the little thief, didn't know what tricks he played, and he actually subdued Hong Hai and Xue Yong. You know that Su Boren did not betray my Iron Palm Gang. Wang Kun said in a deep voice: "It is better to kill by mistake than to let go." Otherwise, it is we who die. I hope that the two juniors can understand my painstaking efforts. ”

"Haha, Wang Kun, you really killed the wrong person, then Su Boren is not my person at all, Hong Hai just deceived you just now." Chen Feng was happy all of a sudden, nodded with satisfaction towards Honghai, and said secretly in his heart: "This person is quite scheming and a useful person." ”

"Wang Kun, you are really ruthless, even the same junior brother you grew up with can do it. He didn't even fight back, and he was killed by his senior brother with a palm, which is really pitiful. Hong Hai continued.

"You are talking nonsense, this Su Boren is a traitor." Wang Kun shouted angrily, his face was cloudy and uncertain, "The two junior brothers must not believe him, he is trying to destroy the relationship between us. In fact, when Hong Hai said that, he began to doubt in his heart whether he had killed the wrong person. However, even if he really killed the wrong person, he Wang Kun couldn't admit it.

Listening to Hong Hai's words, the two Iron Palm Gang disciples couldn't help but take a step back and widen the distance between them and Wang Kun, for fear of being attacked by Wang Kun. The gap between them and Wang Kun has obviously expanded, and there is a great sense of standing by and watching.

"Do it!" The corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he shouted. Cooperate with Hong Hai and Xue Yong to kill Wang Kun together.

The cold wind in the forest is howling, and the flying bamboo leaves are green and turquoise, reflecting the blue eyebrows of people's beards, which invisibly adds a lot of murderous energy.

Wang Kun's face was as pale as paper, his injuries worsened under anger, he kept coughing up blood, his eyes were terrified, and he turned around to escape.

PS: I recommend a very good fantasy novel, written by a good friend, which is very good. Anyway, this guy has rushed to the second place on the new book list on the front page, shouldn't we also work hard.

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