Not long after Li Yilin led people away, there was a loud shout suddenly from Liu's mansion, which was really a loud shout, and instantly suppressed all the fighting voices in the scene, and then heard bursts of wailing and screaming from the mansion, and without waiting for a moment, I saw a big man with dark skin and a beard like a steel needle jumping out of Liu's mansion, looking at Yao Ruoyu and others with a hideous face.

"Third brother!" Seeing the black-faced man, Guan Pao, who was holding on to it, was suddenly overjoyed, and shouted, "Come and help me!"

"Second brother, don't panic, third brother is here!" The black-faced man suddenly glared angrily when he heard this, and at the same time he agreed, he had already picked up a Zhangba snake spear and swept away.

As soon as he got closer, the black-faced man aimed at Fu Feng and poked out a spear, and slammed it on the shield that Fu Feng had erected in time, and immediately heard a roar, and the contradictory contact directly exploded bursts of ripples, and the man and Fu Feng each staggered back a few steps, barely stabilizing their bodies.

Seeing Fu Feng being attacked by the black-faced man, Yang Renjie's eyes narrowed slightly, and the purple thunder knife cut out diagonally, slashing together with Guan Cannon's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, the martial arts of the two were extremely strong, and their cultivation was in the three realms, and under the attack, both of them had wrist shocks, and they each took a few steps back and looked at each other cautiously.

Seeing that Fu Feng and Yang Renjie were restrained by Guan Pao and the black-faced man, Liu Zhimou slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled at Yao Ruoyu: "It seems that you may not be able to annihilate my Taoyuan Gang!"

"This is Zhang Teng, right?" Glancing at the battle situation over there, Yao Ruoyu withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "I've heard the name of the three masters of the Taoyuan Gang for a long time, I heard that this person who practiced martial arts in retreat a few months ago seems to have been frightened by us, so he went out in a hurry, I don't know if he was injured because of this?"

His eyes were slightly gloomy, and Liu Zhimou sneered: "This matter has nothing to do with you, and now that it is now, are you still insisting on destroying my Taoyuan Gang?"

"Why not!" Yao Ruo smiled foolishly, pulled out the wind-sweeping sword on his waist, and said with his head bowed, "I have long heard that the leader of the Liu gang is a descendant of the Shu Han royal family, and the ancestral Dashu heart method can condense the heat of Sichuan and Shu, and the supporting swordsmanship is the unparalleled swordsmanship of Uncle Liu Huang in the past.

"Good!"

Seeing that Yao Ruoyu insisted on being the enemy, Liu Zhimou didn't say anything more, and the two swords in his hands were together, and he suddenly saw bursts of hot air diffusing from the blade, and at the same time, the sword shadow in his hand waved, and in the blink of an eye, two swirling whirlpools were formed in his hand, and the sword shadow in it was phantom, and the killing intent was implied.

His eyes narrowed, Yao Ruoyu's heart moved, and the sword momentum suddenly condensed, and under his manipulation, it swept out with a momentum like a wild wave, and fiercely pounced on Liu Zhimou.

As soon as the destruction sword momentum rolled out, Liu Zhimou's body also rose with an extremely agile sword momentum, which collided with the destruction sword momentum, one of the two was full of destruction, and the other was agile and cunning, and they were immediately entangled with each other, sometimes the destruction sword momentum rushed up, but was evaded by the smart sword momentum, and sometimes the agile sword momentum was entwined and continuous, but it was forcibly torn and destroyed by the destruction sword momentum.

The two sword postures had only been in contact for a few breaths, and Yao Ruoyu had already realized that Liu Zhimou's sword momentum was smart, dexterous and active, which happened to be suitable for martial arts exercises that took a sensitive route.

The thought in his heart turned, Yao Ruoyu's feet stepped out next, the Wind Sweeping Sword quickly raised, and the True Yuan Force rushed upward, directly transforming into a black sword in front of the sword blade, twisting and soaring with the sword momentum, and in a blink of an eye, it enveloped the surrounding several zhang of land, constantly surging, and finally turned into a sky full of brilliance, and slashed towards Liu Zhimou with the Wind Sweeping Sword.

His sword has no skills, no back road, some are just resolute and brave, just like the heart that he guards his younger brothers and sisters, without the slightest tactfulness and concession, so his sword is completely filled with the momentum of destruction, encountering broken things, cutting grass, and killing people, and there is no mercy!

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""Rock Tiger Jue"? this kind of garbage exercise, I'm embarrassed to come and fight with my third grandfather Zhang!"

Holding the Zhangba Snake Spear, Zhang Teng looked at Fu Feng with a hideous face, and laughed wildly: "Do you know where your grandfather and my exercises come from? That is my ancestor Zhang Fei's exercises! With your exercises, you still want to be my opponent? Hurry up and go home and breastfeed!"

When Fu Feng heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

As Zhang Teng said, Fu Feng's "Rock Tiger Jue" learned from the old martial artist is not a profound exercise, and it is even a martial art that is widely spread in the rivers and lakes, which is basically about the same level as the "Black Tiger Heart".

But even if he knew this, Fu Feng never complained, he was proud of his temperament, he knew that his exercises were not as good as Yang Renjie, Yao Ruoyu and others, but he believed in his own ability, and believed that even if his exercises were not as good as others, his combat effectiveness would never lose to them.

Seeing Fu Feng's ugly face, Zhang Teng suddenly laughed, and suddenly moved forward, and the Zhangba Snake Spear turned into a phantom and stabbed out, like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter, and quickly stabbed at Fu Feng.

Fu Feng, who had been on guard for a long time, immediately moved the shield sideways to block himself, and then turned his body slightly, his entire left arm and shoulder against the shield together, his legs were slightly bent, his body leaned forward, and he held up the shield in a brace-like posture.

With a muffled sound, the tip of the snake spear directly pierced the mud and stone on the surface of the shield, and even pierced a small hole in the shield, although it was not pierced, but as long as it was pierced next time, it would be able to penetrate the shield and kill it together with the Fu Feng behind it.

Although he blocked Zhang Teng's blow, Fu Feng still retreated backwards in embarrassment, and even because his feet always stepped on the ground and did not loosen, the whole person almost slipped out all the way backwards, stepping on the ground into two gullies several feet long.

As soon as he stabilized his body, Fu Feng didn't have time to raise his head, and the shield in his hand shook wildly, only to see Zhang Teng's Zhangba snake spear almost poking like a storm, in just a dozen seconds, I don't know how many times the snake spear poked on the shield, and by the end of this round of attacks, Fu Feng had already withdrawn more than twenty zhang, and his entire left arm trembled even more, obviously even if he blocked this round of stormy offence, it was not light for him.

Seeing that Fu Feng could even block his own attack, Zhang Teng's eyes were also a little surprised, but he was immediately overwhelmed by a viciousness and cruelty, and laughed wildly: "Interesting and interesting! You little man really has a few hits!" Before the words fell, his body suddenly rushed forward again, the snake spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and the dark brilliance condensed by the true qi was wrapped around the tip of the spear, turning into the shape of a black snake, constantly opening its mouth and roaring, and the snake groaned to the sky.

Feeling the momentum in front of him like a mad dragon going out to sea, Fu Feng's eyes suddenly crossed a trace of determination, and then his body turned, and he actually aimed the shield in his hand that was close to a thousand holes at Zhang Teng and threw it.

Although this shield was close to being scrapped under Zhang Teng's several attacks, its area was still quite large, like a door panel. After being thrown by Fu Feng, this shield roared out directly, and flew in front of Zhang Teng in a blink of an eye.

Seeing the shield approaching, Zhang Teng spat disdainfully, and the snake spear was raised, directly shocking the entire shield away.

However, at the same time that Zhang Teng struck the shield, Fu Feng's body suddenly twisted and sudden, and at the same time that the shield was knocked away by Zhang Teng, he twisted his body and rushed forward, and with a punch of his left hand, the true qi of the rock tiger turned into a dark force and submerged under his feet, sticking to the ground and moving all the way, using the gap between the shield to block Zhang Teng's vision, he smoothly came to Zhang Teng's feet, turned into mud and rock, and stood up, straight to Zhang Teng's calf.

"Rock Tiger Jue"'s [Rock Burst]!

This blow was really exciting, it happened to be the moment when Zhang Teng knocked the shield away, but his vision was just blocked by the shield, so it wasn't until the mud and stone protrusions turned into rock pillars and crashed into his calves that Zhang Teng suddenly realized the movement under his feet.

Zhang Teng's mind was on the shield before, and the figure of Fu Feng behind the shield, he didn't notice his feet at all, so when he found out, he didn't have time to react at all, and the whole person felt a pain in his calf, and he was directly hit by the rock pillar and stumbled, and the calf bone was even more painful, as if he had kicked on the steel.

As soon as he stumbled, Zhang Teng felt bad, and hurriedly lifted the snake spear to defend against Fu Feng's surprise attack, but at this time, Fu Feng had already twisted his body and approached, and the steel knife was even more slashed by the strong wind on his shoulder.

At this time, the distance between the two was only about a zhang, and he couldn't attack at all with the length of the snake spear, so in desperation, Zhang Teng could only twist his body with all his might, and then raise the snake spear horizontally to block the steel knife.

The interplay of gold and iron, if the steel is staggered, Zhang Teng, who has not had time to fully exert his strength, directly felt a sharp pain in his arms, and the snake spear in his hand flew out of his hand, but with his body that had been tempered by the true qi of the four realms, he finally blocked Fu Feng's knife, and with the help of the power of the shock, Fu Feng's steel knife was also shaken out.

Seeing that Fu Feng had no weapon, Zhang Teng was immediately overjoyed, but before he could make a move, he felt that a brown shadow flashed in front of him, and Fu Feng actually pounced on him like a cheetah after the weapon was taken off, his fists were full of real energy, and the mud and stone were like steel, and he slammed into his abdomen with a fist.

At this moment, Fu Feng's fists were wrapped in true qi, and the condensed mud and stone were as hard as steel, so under this punch, Zhang Teng instantly lost control of his body, curled up like a shrimp under the severe pain, and withdrew a few steps with a roar.

However, before he could take three steps, a dark energy behind him rushed out of thin air, evolving into a rock pillar, directly supporting his body, and then he saw Fu Feng hurrying up, clenching his fists with both hands and blasting wildly.

At this moment, Fu Feng's every punch was full of great power, and after the seventh punch, Zhang Teng's body protection true qi finally couldn't support it and shattered. Immediately, I saw blood splattering between Fu Feng and the rock pillar, and after a while, there was no more Zhang Teng's figure there, only rotten flesh and blood, which was disgusting.

Holding his knees, Fu Feng forcibly held back the desire to vomit in his chest, forcing himself to stare at this mess of meat, gasping violently, every breath, he could feel a strong smell of blood pouring down his nose into his lungs, making his whole person almost collapse, if it weren't for the belief in his heart when he fought before, I am afraid that he would have shed tears a long time ago.

"What if the Rock Tiger Technique is a garbage exercise, what if I'm short...... Even if my congenital conditions are so poor, I can still kill you! Fools, only those who survive are qualified to mock others!"

"I'm Fu Feng...... It's the one who lives!"