After continuous conflicts with the Jiang Xiang faction, Song Feng had a deeper understanding of the internal strength of the Jiang Xiang faction.

The eight scholars of the Jiang Xiang faction have their own abilities, and even Wen Qianqiu, who does not know martial arts, also has abilities that people dare not underestimate.

His ability to collect money is unique among the people Song Feng knows.

The poisonous lady's martial arts skills are not good, but her disguise skills are definitely first-class.

The white-clothed scholar Du Bing in front of him made Song Feng feel even more tricky.

Doberman's attack is not complicated, but it is very effective.

There was a hidden weapon in the released true qi, but Song Feng couldn't see what the hidden weapon used by Du Bin was.

In this way, it increased the difficulty of Song Feng's dodge.

The eight scholars are still like this, and the above lists, tanhua, and champions are probably even more powerful.

As for the prime minister of the Jiang Xiang faction, maybe the strength is the same as his own.

"Song Feng, you'd better use all your skills next, otherwise this battle will be too uninteresting."

From beginning to end, Du Bin kept a calm smile, even if Song Feng dodged his nirvana many times, he did not disturb Du Bin's mentality.

Song Feng decided to change his tactics and took the initiative to attack Dubin.

In an instant, the surrounding true qi was horizontal, and the sound of explosions was endless.

The two of you come and go, and all kinds of subtle tricks don't stop.

Half an hour passed, and the two of them fought four or five hundred moves.

Dubin's smile was solemn, and Song Feng's brows were always locked.

Since his debut, the enemies who can be on par with Song Feng can be counted with two hands, and Doberman is definitely one of them.

Du Bin broke away from the entanglement with Song Feng and said, "Hahaha, Song Feng, today is really enjoyable, I haven't met such a difficult opponent as you for a long time, if it weren't for you killing Wen Qianqiu, we might be able to become friends, get together to drink and talk, and talk about our respective cultivation, but unfortunately, you and I will never have this opportunity in our lives."

Song Feng said lightly, "You can have such a cultivation and prove that your personal ability is far above other martial artists, can't you really see that Wen Qianqiu's death has nothing to do with me?"

"What if you can't see it, you're going to die anyway."

Dubin said with an indifferent expression: "Since the order to hunt you down from above, it doesn't matter who killed Wen Qianqiu, one sentence can well explain your current state."

"What?"

Song Feng said with interest.

"People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes."

"Since I became a member of the Eighth Sect of the Jiang Xiang Sect, some things are destined to be out of my control, for example, no matter whether the other party has an enmity with me or not, once an order is given from above, I must kill him."

Doberman patted the dust off his body, opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it twice.

"Maybe Wen Qianqiu really wasn't killed by you, but it doesn't have a dime to do with me, I just need to follow the orders from above."

"You and I are both cultivators, and the people who die at the hands of you and me, if not dozens, but hundreds, do they all deserve to die? I don't think so."

"But they still died in the end, and that's the fate of us cultivators."

To tell the truth, after many fights with Song Feng, Du Bin admired this young man very much.

At Song Feng's age, his cultivation had only reached the early stage of internal strength, and he could be called a nobody among nobodies.

If it weren't for the many opportunities that I encountered later, it would never have been possible to cultivate now.

Seeing Song Feng seemed to see himself back then.

It's a pity that Song Feng offended no one, but he offended the high-level Jiang Xiang faction.

To survive in the thousand-year-old history, the Jiang Xiangpai relied not only on ruthlessness, but also on strict door rules.

Whoever dares to violate the rules of the Jiang Xiang faction will become a dead person.

Whether it's Doberman, who is a college student in the eight, or the three bigwigs above him.

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In other words, the order must be carried out, and Song Feng must also die.

Using the conversation to manipulate the energy in his body, Du Bin quickly shot at Song Feng like lightning.

This time, Doberman took his whole body cultivation to the extreme, and the speed was dazzling.

Song Feng's face changed slightly, Du Bin really wanted to play with himself.

In the previous two encounters, Doberman had plenty of room to spare.

If Song Feng guessed correctly, Du Bin's purpose was to explore the truth and understand his overall strength, and then solve him with a thunderous blow.

Similarly, Song Feng also had the same idea and did not use all his strength.

Thundered!

The two of them collided with each other, and the aftermath of the True Qi caused them to each take a few steps back.

The difference is that Song Feng took five steps back, and Doberman took seven steps back.

In the next second, Song Feng felt a sweetness in his throat.

I knew that I was injured when I was competing with Doberman for true qi.

Suppressing the urge to vomit blood, Song Feng quickly breathed the true qi in his body, and looked at Du Bin with a solemn gaze.

That's when a strange scene emerged.

With a smile on his face, Doberman's smile quickly dissipated, and his expression turned into shock and disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, Doberman turned around a little, looked at the roof of the villa, and fell to the ground without warning.

Seeing this scene, Song Feng came to Du Bin's side in three or two steps, bent down and touched Du Bin's nose. Look at the book

He's dead......

Song Feng was taken aback, he didn't see how Du Bing died at all.

Presumably, Doberman himself did not realize that he had encountered a plot.

Able to act quickly without the two of them noticing, and solve Doberman with lightning speed.

The third person who is hiding, and his cultivation strength is definitely above his own.

Thinking of this, Song Feng was lucky and said in a deep voice, "I don't know which friend came out to help, can you come out and see it?"

The words fell, and a figure appeared in front of Song Feng.

The visitor was wearing a sportswear and a motorcycle helmet on his head.

The mysterious man looked down at Doberman, who had fallen to the ground and was already dead, and said in a humming voice: "You don't have to thank me, I am not friends with you, I killed Doberman because he has an enmity with me, and I am not an opponent in a head-on battle, so I will secretly attack."

With that, the mysterious man grabbed Doberman's body with one hand and strode into the distance.

Song Feng thought for a moment and said, "This friend, are you really because you have a grudge against him, so you will secretly take action to solve him?"

The mysterious man didn't say a word, and walked farther and farther until he disappeared from Song Feng's sight.

Song Feng never believed that the mysterious man chose to sneak attack in the dark because he couldn't beat Dubin.

Even he didn't feel when he made a move, and with this cultivation alone, there was no possibility of winning by fighting Du Bin head-on.

Whether the mystery man wants to admit it or not, Doberman was indeed killed by him.

hid his head and covered his face, proving that the mysterious person might have met Song Feng.

Back at the villa, Song Feng held his chin with one hand, and he couldn't understand why the mysterious person wanted to help him.

But there is one thing, Song Feng figured it out, the mysterious man has no hostility towards him.

Or rather, no hostility for the time being.