Chapter 52: The Power of Luck
As soon as the wind joke fell, the surrounding disciples couldn't stand it anymore. Before Duan Fei could shout, he came straight to the wind and laughed.
At this time, more than 30 people were laughing and arrogant, and they lost their minds angrily.
They all want to use the strongest trick and teach Fengxiao a good lesson.
In this way, no one flinched, no one gave in, and they were huddled together.
Seeing this, Feng Xiao just kicked lightly on the soles of his feet, and jumped out of the encirclement in an instant.
And they pushed each other, and most of them lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground.
At this point, someone finally came to their senses.
"Don't squeeze, don't rush together. Ten people together, even if there are only ten people, Fengxiao will definitely not be an opponent. The rest of the people, just surround this place and don't let him run away."
As soon as the words fell, this group of people also reacted quickly.
Most of them just surrounded the place, and there were only ten people left, staring at the wind and smiling.
"Now, you're dead."
"Is it" Feng Xiao suddenly stretched out his right hand, hooked his fingers towards the ten people, and said provocatively: "Then let's try it, my real strength!"
Hearing Feng Xiao's words, the ten people didn't say much, and rushed towards Feng Xiao again.
At the forefront was a disciple with a knife, with brisk steps and a light body. The blade of the knife is one foot two, and the surface is cold and shiny. The strength should not be underestimated.
And the disciple who rushed to the back was a big man with a long stick. The mouth of the bowl is large and thick, and the whole body is bright with black light. If this is hit on a person's body, he will be crippled if he does not die.
And this big man is a power-type cultivator, and he is not good at body speed.
Seeing that he was at the back, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
He couldn't help but quicken his pace. I don't want to suddenly empty my feet, stumble, and fall into a.
At the same time, the long black stick with a thick bowl mouth in his hand also came out of his hand and flew straight towards the person in front of him.
The disciple in front of the big man was short in stature and looked obscenely black and thin.
Spinning and playing with two daggers in his hand, under the illumination of his eyes, he actually emitted a little green light.
Those two daggers turned out to be poisonous!
And this disciple ran forward without hurrying, thinking: "When the others have subdued Feng Xiao, I will go up and stab me twice." There's no risk, and it's still enjoyable, so why not?"
Suddenly, the surrounding disciples all exclaimed, "Danger, get out of the way!"
And when he heard this exclamation, his face was full of doubts: "Where is the danger, isn't Fengxiao still standing there and not moving?"
At this moment, the long black stick hit him right in the back, making a muffled "bang" sound.
In just an instant, he was beaten and spat blood, and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the dagger that was still spinning in his hand was also thrown out by him, and it flew right towards the butts of the two people in front of him.
In this way, the surrounding disciples were witnessing an earth-shattering drama that shook the world and cried ghosts and gods.
Ten people, from the back, fell to the ground one by one. At the same time, he threw the weapon in his hand forward.
At this moment, the disciple with the knife at the front happened to rush in front of Feng Xiao.
Then he jumped up, raised his knife, and was about to slash at the wind.
"Hmph, when death came, there was no response, and I was stunned. Wind laugh, you're too bad."
However, among all the people present, he was the only one who didn't notice that a sword was flying towards him.
Hearing only the sound of "shy", the sword was inserted into the back of the disciple holding the sword, and the blade entered the small half.
The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but cry out "ah". Then, like the nine people behind him, he fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples around were stunned.
What is the situation? How can there be such a coincidence in this world!
Just to say, the big man at the back fell, it would be very unreasonable. How could anyone who had cultivated for more than ten years still make such a low-level mistake.
Everyone couldn't help but focus on Feng Xiao, it couldn't be his ghost.
At this time, Feng Xiao was still unhurried and smiling.
When he saw the disciple with the knife falling down in front of him, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, okay, I already feel your apology." However, even if you are deeply sorry and deeply regret your mistake, just get on your knees. Why bother to return the five bodies to the ground and perform such a big gift?"
As he spoke, Feng Xiao walked up to him and reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword that was still stuck in his back.
"Since you've apologized, I'll help you pull out your sword."
As he spoke, Feng Xiao pulled out his sword with a single force.
And the disciple who was still lying on the ground when he heard Feng Xiao's words suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly responded: "Don't, don't." Ahh
"Don't, okay, it's me who is being amorous" Feng Xiao had a helpless expression, and actually inserted the sword back again.
With a painful cry of "ah", the disciple actually passed out like this.
And the surrounding disciples, seeing this scene, were like seeing ghosts, and they involuntarily took two steps back, wanting to stay away from Fengxiao.
At this time, Duan Fei saw this situation and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, everything is just a coincidence." We are all martial arts cultivators, how can we have such fear. Quick, ten more people, on!"
With Duan Fei's shouting, the surrounding disciples finally stood up for ten people.
"Let's not run separately, let's rush forward at one speed" At this time, they were really afraid of repeating the mistakes of the ten people just now, and came up with a way to run side by side.
However, under the power of the law of "luck" in the wheel of fate, is it enough to run side by side?
I saw ten of them, and they hadn't run forward for two or three steps. Their pants fell off at the same time, and then one stumbled and fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned again.
And when they got up, lifted their pants, and tied them tightly, they rushed forward again.
Still didn't run two steps, the pants fell off again, and the person stumbled again and fell to the ground.
At this time, there are still unconvinced.
Two of the disciples simply took off their pants and rushed towards the wind again.
Unfortunately, he still didn't take two steps and fell to the ground again.
At this time, everyone looked at Feng Xiao with a frightened face.
All this can no longer be explained by common sense. Then it must be Fengxiao's ghost, Fengxiao must have used a method that others don't know to cause this result. Could it be that everyone has lost their eyes. Could it be that this is Fengxiao's real strength, this is too strong!
And Feng Xiao still stood calmly in the middle of everyone, suddenly took a deep breath, and roared: "Who else!"
And the surrounding disciples, even if they heard Feng Xiao's arrogant and domineering shout, they didn't dare to take a step forward.
At this moment, Duan Fei finally couldn't help it.
"I don't believe you have this ability, this must be an illusion" Duan Fei shouted as if he was cheering himself up.
Then, smiling at the wind, he flew away.
Then, Duan Fei suddenly took out the Qingfeng Sword and shouted softly: "Imperial Sword Technique!"
It's a pity that there is no familiar sound of the breeze sword unsheathed, and there is no blue light as always.
Under Duan Fei's control, the Qingfeng Sword failed to fly out of its scabbard.
Qingfeng Sword was actually stuck at this time!
All this made Duan Fei completely stunned. The sword will even get stuck, the first time I've seen it in my life.
At this time, Duan Fei had no time to sigh.
Because, Feng Xiao had already flown forward and slapped over.
In this way, Duan Fei watched Feng Xiao's slap come over, getting bigger and bigger.
With a crisp sound of "pop", Duan Fei was beaten and spat blood from his mouth, and by the way, he spit out several teeth.
Then, Feng Xiao once again used the messy punches and kicks he used against Bai Suxi.
Duan Fei, who only hit, had no power to resist, and after a while, he lay on the ground, never daring to stand up again.
"You get up, let's continue to fight," Feng Xiao said as he pointed to Duan Fei who was lying on the ground.
And Duan Fei still clinged to the ground, and said with a resolute face: "I can't afford it, I will be beaten when I get up!"
And the wind smiled instead: "If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, and you will be beaten!"
As he spoke, Feng Xiao made another move, and his fist poured on Duan Fei's body like raindrops.
Seeing this, none of the surrounding disciples stepped forward.
Some disciples even looked frightened and slowly retreated.
"Feng Xiao, he is the devil, it must be!"
"It's so weird, it's a demon law, a legendary demon law"
"Who is Fengxiao and why can the strength be so strong"
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The surrounding disciples, while exclaiming, actually gave up Duan Fei and ran backwards, wanting to stay away from Fengxiao as fast as possible.
Even the people who were injured and fell to the ground. They all endured the severe pain, struggled to get up, and didn't even have time to pick up their weapons, so they fled.
And Feng Xiao didn't care about them at all, just beat Duan Fei to his heart's content.
Until Duan Fei was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, lying on the ground, and unable to move anymore.
At this moment, Feng Xiao pulled Duan Fei up and made him face him.
"Originally, I should have killed you directly. But now, it's not the time. But one day, you will die at my hands!"
As he spoke, Feng Xiao threw Duan Fei to the ground. Then, with a few taps, he quickly left.
The second step is finally done!