Chapter 352: Toyo Fujino
There was only one sentence on the envelope, but it revealed too much information.
can let Chen Feng, who is in the realm of a first-class martial artist, seek help with his fist, then the opponent encountered by Chen Feng's martial arts hall will definitely not be weak.
"Xiao Yueyue, what time is it today?"
Chen Hao asked anxiously.
"Today's the eighth!"
Lan Yue looked at Chen Hao in surprise, not knowing what he meant by asking.
"Eight! I hope it's still in time. ”
When Chen Hao heard Lan Yue's words, his heart suddenly sank, and his figure flashed quickly, and he rushed out of the villa quickly.
Soared directly into the air and put a stealth spell on his body. Then, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was thrown, stepped on it, and flew away from Gaoling County.
"Why are you in such a hurry, it's been eight days of retreat before you can say a few words to me. ”
Seeing Chen Hao leaving in a hurry, Lan Yue stomped his feet and said angrily.
After all, Chen Hao has been in retreat for a few days, Jiang Li went to work, and she was the only one left in the villa, very lonely.
Chen Hao stepped on the Heavenly Thunder Sword and exerted his speed to the extreme.
Five minutes later.
Chen Hao landed in front of Chen Feng's martial arts hall.
As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Chen Hao felt the ground tremble.
Inside that gate, in the direction of the martial arts training ground, Chen Hao heard a violent roar, judging from the energy fluctuations, it was a first-class martial artist attack.
Chen Hao's face was cold, and he stepped out and walked towards the martial arts hall.
Step through the door.
Be the first to see the martial arts training ground in the martial arts hall.
On the edge of it, there were two groups of people, one wearing a black robe and stepping on clogs, and the other was Chen Ying and the martial arts apprentices.
In the martial arts training field, Chen Feng was covered in blood, and was fighting with an Oriental samurai who ignored many years old, wore a black robe, and held an Oriental sword.
Chen Hao could see at a glance that this old Oriental warrior was cultivating in the first-class midstream realm, and Chen Feng's first-class downstream realm was not the opponent of the Oriental old samurai at all.
At this time, the old Oriental samurai was slow to make a dead move, deliberately playing Chen Feng.
Chen Hao's eyes were gloomy and he walked towards Chen Ying.
"Xiaoying, what the hell is going on?"
Chen Hao stood beside Chen Ying silently, his face was cold, and he asked.
"Uncle?"
Chen Ying suddenly turned his head when he heard Chen Hao's words, saw Chen Hao, shouted, and then said anxiously: "You hurry up and save my dad, my dad has been fighting with that old thing for a long time, and he has been bleeding all the time." ”
"Well, don't worry, I'm here. ”
Chen Hao rubbed Chen Ying's head, and then asked again, "What the hell is going on?"
Chen Ying knew that Chen Hao was strong, and with Chen Hao's assurance at this moment, he was relieved.
Then replied to Chen Hao: "Three days ago, this old thing came to the martial arts hall with a piece of clothing fragmented with the word 'Chen' written on it, and asked my dad to tell me what kind of person slaughtered Yidaomen, but my dad directly refused." Then, this old thing made a life and death sticker, and there is today's incident. ”
When Chen Hao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and there was a murderous burst in his eyes, looking at the martial arts training ground.
"One knife door, Oriental. ”
"Could it be that this old Oriental samurai is a member of the Fujino family?"
Chen Hao's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he had a guess in his heart.
However, the idea just fell.
In the martial arts training field, it is a sudden change in form.
I saw the Oriental sword in the hands of the old Oriental samurai, slashing down vertically, and slashing at Chen Feng's chest.
Immediately, a deep wound on Chen Feng's chest appeared, and blood gushed out, instantly staining the sportswear on his chest red. The figure flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground, his face pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Have you figured it out? Say it or not say it. ”
"If you don't say it, then the old man will directly kill you today. ”
The old Oriental samurai was holding a blood-dripping Oriental sword in his hand, with a cruel and murderous smile on the corner of his mouth, and the clogs under his feet were clattering, and he walked towards Chen Feng.
"I've already said that I don't know, and even if I'm down today, I still don't know. ”
Chen Feng reached out and touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, and a cold voice came out.
So far, Chen Hao has not come to help, Chen Feng already understands that Chen Hao is definitely still in retreat and cannot come.
Since this was the case, he couldn't let this person go to find Chen Hao, so as not to affect Chen Hao's retreat and recover from his injuries.
"In that case, the old man will send you to the underworld. ”
When the old Oriental samurai heard the glare, his face turned angry.
He suddenly burst into a loud shout, clenched the Oriental sword in both hands, and raised it high, the blade emitting a bright and dazzling cold light in the sunlight.
Seeing it, it's about to be cut off with a knife.
"Uncle, hurry up and save my dad!"
When Chen Ying saw this scene, her face suddenly became anxious, and she pulled Chen Hao's sleeve and shouted.
Even beside Chen Ying, those apprentices of the martial arts hall were anxious and looked at Chen Hao.
"Rest assured. ”
Chen Hao patted Chen Ying's head.
Then, with a step, he walked towards the martial arts training ground.
However, at this time, the Oriental sword of the old Oriental warrior had already fallen and slashed towards the top of Chen Feng's head.
If this knife is solid, Chen Feng will die immediately.
"Die!"
The old Toyo samurai's eyes were wide open, his expression was hideous, and he grabbed the Toyo sword with both hands and used it hard.
The blade was only five centimeters away from Chen Feng's forehead.
In this time of crisis.
Chen Hao suddenly turned his right palm, his middle finger flexed, and he flicked it quickly, and suddenly, a finger flew and slammed into the Oriental sword in the hand of the old Oriental warrior.
"Click!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded in the martial arts training ground.
I saw that the Oriental sword in the hand of the old Oriental samurai suddenly broke when it was two centimeters away from the top of Chen Feng's head, and only the handle was left in his hand.
Relying on inertia.
The old Oriental warrior held the hilt of his sword and slashed fiercely in front of Chen Feng. Immediately let it go, and the body staggered.
"Ma's. Who is it, who is it?"
After the old samurai of the East stood firm, he looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand and shouted angrily.
When he turned his head and saw Chen Hao slowly walking towards Chen Feng, his face was suddenly stunned, and then the killing intent in his eyes emerged, and he shouted coldly: "Boy, is it you?"
Chen Feng, who was originally waiting for death with his eyes closed, heard the words of the old Oriental warrior, suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look, and immediately had a happy face: "Chen Hao!"
He didn't expect that Chen Hao would go out of the customs and arrive in time. At this moment, he had a feeling of the rest of his life.
Chen Hao didn't pay attention to the old Oriental warrior's question, and quickly walked to Chen Feng's side.
Seeing the wound on Chen Feng's body, he immediately frowned.
He was just about to come to his rescue. The old Oriental samurai next to him was furious.
"Boy, you are looking for death. ”
The old samurai of the East stepped out in one step, raised his fist, and was about to rush towards Chen Hao.
"If you don't want to die, get out of the way. ”
Chen Hao didn't look back, his back was to the old Oriental warrior, and a cold voice came out.
Then, he raised his palm and flicked it at Chen Feng several times, and suddenly, several fingers flew out and landed on Chen Feng's body, and after sealing the acupoint, the wound on Chen Feng's body no longer bleed.
Chen Hao's palm flipped over, and three psychic pills appeared in his hand, and his fingers flicked three times in a row, sending them into Chen Feng's mouth.