"Bell!" "Bang bang bang!"

Chen Feng fisted the tiger and killed the Quartet. Although these big men are strong, they are just ordinary people, and they are not Chen Feng's opponents at all. As long as you use a trace of internal force, your strength can skyrocket. In just a moment, more than a dozen of the twenty-three big men were beaten to the ground, and only six or seven were left holding wooden sticks around Chen Feng in fear, not daring to move.

"If you don't let you go, I'll kill you." Chen Feng looked coldly at Mother Wang.

"Yes, yes, I'll release him immediately." Mother Wang wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and was so frightened that she nodded hurriedly.

That's when --

"I said who dared to come to my Piaoxiang Courtyard to make trouble, it turned out to be a little beggar who could only order three-legged cat kung fu, and the strength of the eight-rank martial artist really didn't know whether he was alive or dead."

A loud shout exploded in mid-air.

Chen Feng looked up and saw a fat man jumping down from the second floor of Piaoxiang Courtyard and stepping on Chen Feng. Chen Feng's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly rolled on a lazy donkey on the ground, narrowly dodging it.

"Boom!"

The man's feet were in the air, and the ground trembled slightly.

"Shang Ye, you're finally here. I was almost killed by this little beggar, you have to call the shots for me. Mother Wang twisted her waist and swung her hips and walked over.

That Wang Shang's small eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Chen Feng, and said, "You little beggar is only an eight-rank martial artist's cultivation, and you dare to come to my Piaoxiang Courtyard to make trouble, is this looking for death." ”

"I didn't mean to offend, it's just that my little sister is trapped in the Piaoxiang Courtyard, and I have to rescue her." Chen Feng hurriedly said.

"Master Shang, don't listen to this little beggar's nonsense, that girl has been bought by our Piaoxiang Courtyard, and she is the person from our Piaoxiang Courtyard." The mother Wang said: "If he is taken away like this today, won't it damage the prestige of Shang Ye." ”

"Well, that makes sense." Wang Shang nodded and shouted: "In that case, you little beggar should die." As he spoke, his figure suddenly moved, and he slapped his palm at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng hurriedly retreated, his face extremely solemn. This Wang Shang's internal strength is still above him, and this person seems to be able to do light work. Although he retreated all the way, not only did he not get away, but he got closer.

"Little beggar, let you taste the power of Shang Ye's black soil palm." With a loud shout, Wang Shang's fat palm was extremely fast and struck Chen Feng.

"Black Soil Palm" is a second-rate mid-rate palm technique of the Iron Palm Gang, which is powerful and powerful.

Chen Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and raise his palm.

"Boom!"

A huge force struck, 'Kick and kick', Chen Feng was shocked and took seven or eight steps back one after another before stopping, and his palms trembled slightly, extremely sore.

"You can't avoid this, it turns out that you little beggar doesn't even know how to do footwork. It's easier to kill you like this, save me the effort of Shang Ye and me, let's die. Wang Shang laughed wildly and deceived himself again.

"Bang bang bang!"

After several palms in succession, Chen Feng felt as if his palm was about to be broken, and the pain was incomparable.

"It should be about the same, it's time to fight back." Chen Feng said secretly, in fact, in terms of internal strength alone, he is not much different from Wang Shang. Although Wang Shang is a seventh-rank martial artist's cultivator, Chen Feng is an eighth-rank martial artist's cultivator. But Chen Feng practiced the first-class and top-notch internal strength method "Pure Yang Gong", and his internal strength was extremely pure. And Wang Shang is only an outer disciple of the Iron Palm Gang, and at most he cultivates second-rate internal martial arts, which is far inferior to Chen Feng's "Pure Yang Gong" in terms of quality. The reason why he was able to suppress Chen Feng was entirely because he had the Black Soil Palm Technique and the Whirlwind Body Technique. Especially the whirlwind body method, it was difficult for Chen Feng to hit his body.

At this time, Chen Feng had already been beaten to the point of no backhand. That Wang Shang's attack suddenly became more violent, and his natural defense was greatly reduced.

"This is the time!" Chen Feng's eyes were like electricity, and he decisively lifted the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, and his right palm instantly became extremely red, like a hot and red soldering iron, and quickly struck out and hit Wang Shang's chest.

"Poof!"

Wang Shang spat blood from his mouth, and the whole person flew out upside down and smashed to the ground.

"You...... cough ......" another mouthful of blood spurted out, Wang Shang was seriously injured by Chen Feng's palm, only to feel a scorching fire poison scurrying around in his body, destroying all the meridians. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't imagine that this little beggar would be so domineering, and he would hide it so deeply. If he had used it before, he Wang Shang would have been able to avoid it with the advantage of his body, but this little beggar waited until his defense was greatly reduced, which was really annoying to him.

The Tianshan Six Yang Palm is a first-class top palm technique, and it is just to the yang, how domineering. In conjunction with the internal power of the fire attribute "Pure Yang Gong", the power has skyrocketed. Even if Chen Feng was just getting started, he was much stronger than that Wang Shang's black soil palm.

Chen Feng gasped slightly, his eyes were cold, and he walked towards Wang Shang, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, step by step. The loss of internal force in the Tianshan Six Yang Palms was extremely great, and with the previous series of battles, Chen Feng's internal force was not much left. However, it is still easy to kill Wang Shang at this moment.

"Don't kill me, spare your life, spare your life. I have two red fire plants for you here, don't kill me. Wang Shang was extremely frightened and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Chen Feng didn't return, still staring at him coldly, constantly approaching.

"I'm a disciple of the Iron Palm Gang, you can't kill me, you will die if you kill me. Don't kill me, Mother Wang doesn't want to release me quickly. Wang Shang was extremely anxious, sweating profusely, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Yes, yes, I'll release them." Mother Wang hurriedly ran towards the backyard of Piaoxiang Courtyard.

A moment later, Nawang's mother walked out with a little girl.

"Brother!" The little girl's eyes turned red all of a sudden, tears rolled in her eyes, and she ran towards Chen Feng happily.

"Kerr." Chen Feng was also overjoyed, and took the little girl in his arms, for fear that she would lose it again.

"Brother, Ke'er has been waiting for you at home, and you haven't come back until the evening. Later, Lai San's scoundrel ran to our house and arrested Ke'er, woo, Ke'er was so afraid that she would never see her brother again. The little girl cried so much that the pear blossoms rained, and the tears fell straight down like pearls that had fallen off the thread. The little body was still trembling slightly, and he was really scared.

"Ke'er is good, Ke'er don't cry. It's my brother who is useless and doesn't protect you. My brother promised you that he would never let anyone hurt you again. Chen Feng hurriedly comforted, and suddenly, his eyes moved, and he pulled up Chen Keer's sleeves, only to see that the little girl's little arms were all red whip marks, in addition to the arms, through the neck, there were also more than a dozen red whip marks on the back. The blood has accumulated in the wound and has not yet dissipated.