"Master Li, Elder Feng seems to be at a disadvantage, should we go and help?" In the woods, there were six people hidden behind a large tree in the distance. These six people are none other than Li Jinliang and the other five elite disciples of the Iron Palm Gang who escaped by chance. After Li Jinliang escaped from Chen Feng's sword, he did not go far. Because he saw that Elder Feng of his gang had arrived, he was not in a hurry to escape. Originally, he thought that Feng Qihui was also a super martial artist and should be able to repel Chen Feng. After all, in the battle of Black Stone Mountain, although Chen Feng killed his cousin Li Jinming with a sword, his strength was very strong, but he was also chased by the four elders and fled frantically, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"In a battle at that level, we just send us to death. Looking at this situation, Elder Feng alone is probably not that Chen Feng's opponent. Let's go, and immediately inform the other two elders. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave if it's late. Li Jinliang's eyes flashed, there was a trace of fear in his eyes, he turned around directly, unfolded his body, and quickly left the area.

"Boom!" "Bang bang bang!"

"Bell!"

The two fought one after another, and the aftermath of the battle directly destroyed the forest, the trees were broken, and the birds and beasts screamed and fled in all directions. This is not the depths of the inner enclosure, and the nearby mountains and forests are basically two-star middle and low-grade spirit beasts.

The palm shadow is strong, and the roar is moving, such as Mount Tai pressing the top; The sword light flickered, like purple lightning breaking through the sky, which was terrifying.

The red-robed old man Feng Qihui was covered in cold sweat, and shouted loudly while fighting: "The remnants of the Iron Sword Gate, there is not much difference between you and me in strength, you can't kill me." The old man advises you to run away quickly, otherwise my Black Protector of the Iron Palm Gang will come, and you will die. ”

"You old thief is bluffing." A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and he turned on the detection system from time to time to scan the woods, and there was not the slightest figure within a radius of three hundred meters. Immediately, he was even more sure that this person was lying, in order to scare himself away. But since he was lying, it meant that the old man had developed fear in his heart.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

The sharp edge in Chen Feng's eyes was even worse, and the sword shadow was like a curtain, enveloping the red-robed old man Feng Qihui.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

Under Chen Feng's sharp and rapid swordsmanship, Feng Qihui's iron palm was a little late, and suddenly, two swords were slashed on his body one after another, and he was slightly injured.

"Old horseman, I think you can still take a few swords from me. Kill you first today, and he will kill you on Black Wind Mountain one day to destroy your Iron Palm Gang, in order to vent the hatred in my heart. Chen Feng's eyes were like lightning, and the Red Blade Sword Technique invaded like a storm.

"Hahaha, you little baby is really ridiculous, my Iron Palm Gang ranks among the top ten sects in martial arts, only under a few top forces such as Shaolin Wudang Holy Fire Sect, and there are several clan-level powerhouses in the gang, and the masters are like clouds, and they are powerful in the martial arts. You dare to speak out with this little bit of cultivation. The red-robed old man Feng Qihui sneered again and again.

"Bell, bell!"

The palms and swords intersect, and the sparks splash everywhere. The energy is surging, and the sword is raining down. The two sides exchanged more than 30 moves, and the red-robed old man Feng Qihui added two deeper sword wounds to his body, one in the lower abdomen and the other in the arm, which made Feng Qihui's face change greatly.

However, although Feng Qihui was injured, Chen Feng did not see joy on his face, because the internal force in his body was extremely consumed, and he could not keep up with the recovery speed at all, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the internal force would be exhausted. If you continue to fight like this, the victory or defeat is only in the number of five or five, fifty percent of the certainty of killing Feng Qihui, thirty percent of the possibility of being defeated and fleeing, and two percent of the chance that you will not be able to escape because of the exhaustion of internal strength, and will be killed by this Feng Qihui.

"Old horseman, I will be slapped by the master!"

During the battle, Chen Feng's eyes moved, and he suddenly withdrew his long sword, gave up all defenses, and the whole person jumped up, slapping his palm on the head of the red-robed old man Feng Qihui with all his might.

The red-robed old man Feng Qihui couldn't help but be stunned, Chen Feng's sudden move made him puzzled. In his opinion, Chen Feng's sharp and powerful swordsmanship should be his strength, and his palming skills are mediocre. Now he actually gave up his superior swordsmanship, and instead used palm techniques to fight, which is really stupid. I didn't have time to think about it, now that Chen Feng had revealed his flaws, he naturally wanted to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

"Haha, stupid boy, you dare to compete with the old man in palm skills, and you will die if you exchange injuries for injuries." The red-robed old man Feng Qihui laughed and said, his palm was hockey, and a pair of iron palms rose in the air and slapped Chen Feng's head.

In Feng Qihui's budget, even if Chen Feng had an iron cloth shirt to protect his body, his iron palm on the head would definitely give Chen Feng a fatal serious injury, and there was a high chance that he would even be killed with one palm. And Chen Feng's mediocre palm technique hurt himself a lot, although it would be seriously injured, but it was far less serious than Chen Feng's. This is an injury for an injury, and it's worth it completely.

"Old horseman, your time of death has come!" A grim smile curled at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, turning his palm into a claw, and the star absorbing ** suddenly moved, and the misty black qi suddenly spread out between his palms, forming a terrifying dark vortex that devoured the light around him.

"Suck-"

The black qi surged, and the five fingers buckled on the heavenly spirit cover of the red-robed old man Feng Qihui, and in an instant, a terrifying swallowing force roared out. Swallowing wildly, like a whale swallowing the sea, the internal force is like water, and it continues to pour into Chen Feng's body.

"Observing celestial bodies and nebulae, swirling black holes, mysterious and unpredictable...... The law of the jungle eats the strong, and the world is the ......"

Star-sucking**, supreme magic skill, specializing in devouring people's internal force, domineering and vicious. Among them, the lower abdomen qi sea acupoint and the top of the head Baihui acupoint are the best places to swallow. In particular, the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head is the fastest, once it is buckled by the heavenly spirit cover, it can swallow up the person's internal force in an instant, which is extremely terrifying.

"Ah!!h

The red-robed old man Feng Qihui's face was distorted, his facial muscles trembled, and he was extremely painful.

In fact, the two fought for a short time, and at this time, Feng Qihui's original iron palm had already arrived.

"Bang!"

The iron palm slapped on Chen Feng's head, and the palm power burst out, it may not be very strong without the support of a huge internal force, but it is not very weak. But after all, the head is the weak point of the human body, although he used the iron cloth shirt to protect the body early, Chen Feng still felt a dizziness in his mind, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person flew out upside down, directly smashing a big tree behind him.

"Ahh My internal strength, what kind of witchcraft is this, the old man's decades of penance are all gone! The red-robed old man Feng Qihui was almost crazy, his face was pale, he screamed in horror, and hurriedly fled towards the forest, but his internal strength had been lost, his steps were extremely vain, and his speed was not fast at all.

"Without internal strength, can you still escape!" Chen Feng's eyes were cold, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and chased after him.

The wind shadow walked, like the shadow of the wind, and the trees on both sides of the rapid march quickly retreated. A few flickers caught up with the red-robed elder Feng Qihui of the Iron Palm Gang.

"Boom!" "Poof!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and a sword slashed down, clean and neat.

A line of blood spread to the center of his eyebrows, blood gushed out, and the red-robed old man Feng Qihui fell straight down, lifeless.