"Da Da Da!"

"Phew! Wow! ”

A healthy horse galloped to the foot of the mountain. The gray-clothed man on horseback turned over and dismounted, his cold gaze fell on Chen Feng and Chen Ke'er, and he galloped towards the Black Rock Mountain Road.

"There is a murderous aura, could this person be Wang Kun? How could it be so fast, the Iron Palm Gang was so well informed. Chen Feng's face changed, he picked up Xiao Ke'er and immediately rushed towards the mountain.

"Huh! Senior Brother Chen, why did you run away all of a sudden? Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly asked.

Chen Feng didn't have time to answer, he unfolded the Cloud Movement Body Method, and frantically used his internal force to rush towards the mountain. If the enemy comes, he will not run away, will he stay there and wait for death?

Lin Zhiyuan was extremely puzzled, and at this moment, the man in gray had already caught up.

"Hey, who are you, stop!"

"Get out of my way, get out of my way!"

"Bastard, this is the territory of my Iron Sword Gate, what are you, dare to tell the master to get out of the way. I have to teach you a lesson! ”

"Ping Pong!" "Bell, bell!"

There was a quarrel behind him, followed by the sound of ping-pong fighting. It seems that Lin Zhiyuan and Wang Kun have done it. Chen Feng didn't stop for a moment, and went directly in the direction of the Iron Sword Gate, because only by escaping to the Iron Sword Gate was the safest.

Beads of sweat overflowed on his forehead, and under the desperate running, the internal force was greatly consumed. In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng climbed more than two hundred stone steps.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's body paused slightly, as if he felt something, and looked up.

I saw a black-clothed boy about fourteen or fifteen years old walking down the mountain road above. Chen Feng immediately turned on the detection function and scanned it, and was surprised to find that the cultivation of this black-clothed young man was actually a second-class martial artist! A fourteen or fifteen-year-old second-class martial artist.

This black-clothed young man carried an iron sword on his back, his eyes were cold under a pair of sword eyebrows, and he had a small face, exuding a cold and arrogant aura as he passed past Chen Feng. It seems that he didn't notice Chen Feng, an outsider, at all, and ignored it.

"This young man's cultivation is so powerful, he will definitely be able to kill Wang Kun." Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly said: "This junior brother, someone below has come to the Iron Sword Gate to make trouble, Senior Brother Lin Zhiyuan is probably not his opponent, you can go down and help." ”

The figure of the black-clothed young man suddenly stopped, glanced at Chen Feng coldly, and said, "Who are you?" What's the matter with coming to my Iron Sword Gate? ”

"I came to the Iron Sword Gate to learn martial arts from the Iron Gate Master at the order of my father, this is the Iron Gate Master's Xuantie Order." Chen Feng handed the Xuantie Order to the black-clothed young man.

The black-clothed young man took the Xuantie Order and glanced at it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then returned the Xuantie Order to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng had just received the Xuantie Order, and at this moment-

"Ahh

Suddenly, a terrible scream was heard from the mountain road below.

The black-clothed young man's face changed, and he immediately turned into a black shadow and headed down the mountain road.

"This is the territory of the Iron Sword Gate, so does Wang Kun dare to kill Lin Zhiyuan here?" Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of apology in his heart, and he immediately put Chen Ke'er off his back and said, "Ke'er, you hurry up and run to the mountain, the faster you run, the better." ”

"Then brother, where are you going?" Chen Ke'er was a little apprehensive and said, "Ke'er doesn't want to leave her brother. ”

"Brother has something to go down, Ke'er must be obedient, otherwise my brother won't care about you in the future." Chen Feng coaxed the little girl to the mountain, and then he went directly down the mountain.

At this moment, two people are facing each other at the foot of the mountain. One is a man in gray, the other is a young man in black, and between the two lies Lin Zhiyuan, who has a broken arm, Lin Zhiyuan's face is pale and he screams in a low voice. His right arm, which was holding the sword, had been torn off by life, and blood flowed from the fracture, and the entire stone staircase was dripping with his blood.

"You're from the Iron Palms?" The young man in black said coldly.

"Not bad!" The man in gray said proudly, his hands were wearing a pair of silver gloves, and there was a blood stain on the gloves.

The black-clothed young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a cold tone: "My Iron Sword Sect and your Iron Palm Gang have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, why did you act so viciously and hurt my Iron Sword Sect disciples?" ”

"I didn't mean to offend, but he blocked my way, and I had to teach him a lesson." The man in gray arched his hand and said, "In Xia Wang Kun, the third disciple of the Iron Palm Gang Li Helm Master." The little brother has such a cultivation at a young age, presumably you are the young master of the Iron Sword Gate, as long as the young master of the young gate gets out of the way, and when I kill the little beggar who fled to the Iron Sword Gate, I will leave immediately. ”

"Humph! The person who hurt my Iron Sword Gate still wants to leave safely? Let's leave an arm first! The black-clothed young man snorted coldly, and the iron sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and a sword slashed at Wang Kun.

The sword wind is gusting, the momentum is heavy, and it is really the town school of the Iron Sword Gate - the Xuantie Sword Technique.

The Xuantie swordsmanship is a first-class swordsmanship, and it is quite famous in the entire Han Kingdom.

Wang Kun's face changed slightly, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he picked up the iron sand palm to meet him.

The Iron Sand Palm is the Iron Palm Gang's Zhen Gang Peerless Sect, and the level of the exercises is higher than the Xuantie Sword Technique, which is a first-class top palm technique, almost on par with the Tianshan Six Yang Palms.

"Bell!" There was a crisp sound, and the iron sword was slapped away by the iron palm. The two sides are again at war together.

The iron sand palm of the Xiaocheng realm against the Xuantie swordsmanship of the Xiaocheng realm was originally going to have the upper hand in a big battle. However, this Wang Kun's internal cultivation is not as good as the young man in black. One is in the late stage of a third-class martial artist, and the other is in the early stage of a second-class martial artist, so the real combat effectiveness of the two is on par, and they fight like tea.

When Chen Feng arrived, the two had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves. As soon as Wang Kun saw Chen Feng, his cold gaze burst out with terrifying murderous intent.

"Young Sect Master, it's not a wise move for you to offend my Iron Palm Gang for this kid, it's better to let me kill him." Wang Kun said in a deep voice.

Chen Feng's face changed, and he immediately took a few steps back.

"This is the territory of the Iron Sword Gate, and it's up to me to kill whoever I kill." The black-clothed young man said coldly, the sword light flashed, and he slashed at Wang Kun again.

"Bell, bell!"

Wang Kun's iron palm swung again and again, colliding with the iron sword, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Seeing Wang Kun being tightly entangled by the young man in black, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel relieved. However, just after breathing a sigh of relief, Chen Feng had to take a few steps back one after another. Because while Wang Kun was fighting with the young man in black, he could still keep getting closer to Chen Feng. God knows if he will suddenly get rid of the shackles of the young man in black and kill himself directly in the next moment.

"It's not a way to go on like this, you have to drive Wang Kun away." Chen Feng said secretly, his eyes turned, and he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Young Sect Master, hold on for a while, my sister has already gone to the mountain to inform, and a large number of senior brothers will come down to help later." At that time, we will slash this Wang Kun's palms together to avenge Senior Brother Lin. ”

As soon as these words came out,

Sure enough, Wang Kun's face changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Boy, you dare, you killed my second brother, and you dare to be rampant!" ”

"Why don't you dare! It was your second brother Wang Shang who wanted to kill me first, no wonder I did. Chen Feng sneered: "Is it only allowed that the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps!" Who do you think you are. ”

"Whatever you say, it's useless. I am just a second brother, if you kill me and him, I, Wang Kun, must let you die. Wang Kun's eyes were extremely resentful, and he looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's heart froze, and he said calmly: "Okay, my senior brother of the Iron Sword Sect will come down later, I will see if you die first or I die first." With that, Chen Feng walked directly towards the mountain.

That Wang Kun was really anxious, and this person was also a decisive person. Knowing that he couldn't kill Chen Feng now, he took a sword from the black-clothed young man. Grabbing a chance, he ran down the hill and fled.

"Boy Chen Feng, you listen to me, unless you have been hiding in the Iron Sword Gate for the rest of your life. Otherwise, I, Wang Kun, will definitely make your life worse than death, and your sister, I will sell her to the lowest kiln, hahaha! ”

Wang Kun's crazy and resentful voice sounded at the bottom of the mountain, the voice was extremely loud, echoing in the heavens and the earth, directly into the depths of Chen Feng's heart, and touching the softest but also the most dangerous reverse scales.

Chen Feng didn't speak, he didn't say a word, his eyes were extremely calm, and he looked down at the figure of Wang Kun riding a healthy horse at the foot of the mountain and gradually moving away. Suddenly, he clenched the fist in his hand, and the cold light flashed in his calm gaze, and a terrifying killing intent erupted!