Chapter Forty-Six: There is a price to be paid for being young and frivolous
Liu Feng just quietly looked at the arrogant and domineering Liu Chen, and did not speak, this Liu Chen is a disciple of the Sword Palace, chasing all the way, he can't fly, he should only be a martial artist, and he has not yet broken through the martial apprentice.
If it's just a warrior, Liu Feng has nothing to fear.
It's just a clown jumping off the beam, and it won't last long.
"Liu Feng, I didn't expect that death was coming, you can still be so calm?" Seeing Liu Feng's calm and unhurried expression, Liu Chen was quite surprised, and then sneered and said, "I know, you know that your martial arts have been abolished, and you can't escape death today, so you accept your fate, right?" ”
Liu Feng frowned slightly, impatient.
"Okay, don't waste time, kill you, I still have to go to Tianyun Pavilion with my senior brother to drink tea."
Tianyun Pavilion is the most prestigious teahouse in Qingzhou City, a minimum consumption is also three taels of silver, people who enter and exit Tianyun Pavilion, most of them are either rich or expensive, Liu Chen just entered the city yesterday, and heard the reputation of Tianyun Pavilion, so today he pulled his senior brother, and couldn't wait to taste the tea of Tianyun Pavilion.
Liu Chen didn't plan to waste any more time, he carried his sword and approached step by step.
"Today, my Sword Palace disciple Liu Chen will kill you, a demonic demon, and eliminate harm for the martial arts!"
Liu Chen stepped a little, and his body flew out like a gale, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into Liu Feng's chest.
Liu Chen's speed was extremely fast, and in just an instant, he deceived himself and came closer, the sharp tip of the sword, seeing that it was about to pierce into Liu Feng's chest, Liu Feng's expression did not change, he was still standing in place, and he didn't seem to realize that he was dying at all.
He expected that Liu Feng, whose martial arts had been abolished, would not be able to dodge his sword, and he would definitely be killed by his own sword.
Who knew that the next moment, Liu Feng's body suddenly turned, and the sword body grazed his chest.
Liu Chen's eyes widened suddenly, watching Liu Feng dodge this sword, grabbing his hand again, feeling the force from his hand, Liu Chen was taken aback, and the whole person was instantly stunned......
Liu Feng's movements in his hand did not stop, and the palm of his other hand, in his surprised eyes, slapped it at once......
Smack-
A crisp sound sounded, Liu Chen's face was deformed, two bloody teeth flew out of his mouth, and his whole person was directly slapped out, slamming into the wall behind him, smashing the wall into depression, and his body slid weakly to the ground, lying softly......
Liu Feng walked over step by step, stopped in front of him, stepped on his chest, and looked at him condescendingly.
"Ahem~~" Liu Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and looked at Liu Feng sluggishly, incredible, obviously not recovering from the shock.
"Boy, there is a price to be paid for being young and frivolous." Liu Feng's expression was still calm, and his tone was not hurried.
"You...... You haven't been abolished!! Liu Chen's expression was frightened, a little incredulous, how could this be possible?
Liu Feng was obviously abolished martial arts, and this matter has been spread all over the rivers and lakes!
But why now, the ninth-layer martial artist himself has no power to fight back in front of Liu Feng!
Why is that?
Why???
Liu Chen was puzzled, Liu Feng's counterattack made his whole person sluggish, and his brain couldn't react.
Liu Feng slowly squatted down, grabbed his hair, and lifted his head up, seeing Liu Feng's indifferent expression, a murderous intent burst out in his eyes, Liu Chen, who was dying, suddenly realized that his situation was very dangerous, at this moment, he didn't have time to think about why Liu Feng had martial arts......
The fear of death made his face change greatly, he panicked, and hurriedly surrendered and begged for mercy: "Liu Feng, let me go, I don't want to die, I won't dare next time!" ”
Liu Chen, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, begged for mercy again and again, with a cowardly expression, and the original rebelliousness between his eyebrows had long since disappeared, replaced by the horror of death.
Liu Feng didn't talk nonsense, and punched this face.
Bang –
This punch hit the nose, the bridge of the nose collapsed, the nosebleeds splashed, and Liu Chen, who was unconscious, was still begging for mercy in his mouth: "Begg...... You've got it...... Over me..."
Bang –
Another punch, Liu Chen's face was covered with blood, his whole face was blurred with blood, and his mouth was vomiting blood......
"Let it go...... Leave me alone, I ...... Don't want to... Dead ......"
Bang –
Bang –
Bang –
After a few heavy punches in succession, Liu Chen gradually lost his breath and collapsed to the ground weakly......
Liu Feng's fist was also stained with blood, dripping blood drop by drop, the rich smell of blood was emitted, which made him frown, he put his hand on Liu Chen's white clothes and wiped it, then slowly stood up, the sun shone on his face, he took a deep breath of fresh air, and his frowning brows stretched.
Looking down at Liu Chen's corpse, he estimated that Liu Chen should never be able to go to Tianyun Pavilion to drink tea again in his life.
He stepped over Liu Chen's corpse and walked away, walking out of the alley without looking back.
Liu Feng stood on the street, looking around, the whole street was empty, there was not a single pedestrian, the houses had collapsed, the ground was cracked, and there were traces left after the battle everywhere, full of devastation.
Ten meters away in the middle of the street, Xiao Zhu was still standing expressionlessly, and the Sword Palace disciple was lying at his feet, he was already seriously injured at this time, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding......
Xu heard the footsteps, the two of them inevitably turned back, their eyes fell on Liu Feng, and when they saw that Liu Feng was unharmed, Xiaozhu's expressionless face was still expressionless.
Liu Chen is only a martial artist at the ninth layer, and he is not Liu Feng's opponent at all, Xiaozhu has a bottom in his heart, so he is not surprised.
The disciple of the Sword Palace, his expression was like seeing a ghost, his eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Feng with a blank expression...
How so?
Why isn't Liu Feng dead yet?
How could Liu Feng not be dead?
What about Senior Brother Liu Chen?
Where did Senior Brother Liu Chen go?
What the hell is going on?
The Sword Palace disciple's mind was full of questions, but when he saw the blood stains on Liu Feng's body and hands, he instantly thought of a possibility......
That is, his junior brother Liu Chen is dead!
Killed by Liu Feng!
How is this possible?
That's impossible!
Impossible!
Liu Feng is obviously just a waste person whose martial arts have been abolished, how can Liu Chen's junior brother be killed by the ninth layer of martial arts?
It's impossible, it's impossible!!
The disciple thought that his idea was crazy and outrageous, but the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it.
Before he could figure it out, Xiaozhu suddenly raised his hand and slapped it, and a strong and fierce true qi fell on him.
Bang –
In an instant, his body was torn apart, and his severed limbs splattered out and scattered everywhere, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, which was particularly dazzling in the sun......
"Let's go."
Liu Feng turned to leave, Xiaozhu followed, and the two walked on the deserted street one after the other, and soon disappeared at the end of the street......