Chapter Seventy-Four: Defeat and Return to the City

Where can Hao Feipeng let them run, his figure flashed, and he wanted to directly cross the sky and Qingxuan, and chase after a few people.

The empty vajra body was running, dodging to block Hao Feipeng's way, and the palm covered by yellow light took the lead in slapping Hao Feipeng's chest.

At the same time, Qing Xuan's long sword was unsheathed, stabbing at Hao Feipeng's eyebrows like lightning, and the two fought together countless times, and the cooperation was seamless.

"Hmph!" Hao Feipeng snorted coldly, turned sideways to avoid the combined attack of the two, and the second shot came first, and the extremely fast palm hit the empty chest.

The empty body protection shield was directly scattered by a palm, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from the empty mouth, and the body flew back more than two feet, and after landing, his breath was sluggish, his face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again, and he couldn't get up for a while, and lost his combat effectiveness.

Qing Xuan's long sword sank slightly, slashing horizontally towards Hao Feipeng's neck, Hao Feipeng took a step forward, avoiding the long sword at the same time, approaching Qing Xuan, and slapping Qing Xuan's abdomen with a palm, Qing Xuan also vomited blood and flew out more than two feet, and the situation was almost the same as empty.

After all, the difference in strength is too big, both of them were seriously injured under one move, and they fell to the ground, this is because Hao Feipeng cared about the identities of the two and did not make a dead move, otherwise the two would have died long ago.

With the strength of the innate double, to block the strong man who has lost a section is tantamount to using the mantis arm as a car, and the outcome can be imagined.

Hao Feipeng knew that if he only injured the two of them, the Buddhist Sect and the Xuanyan Sword Sect would not come to him for trouble, and if he really killed them, it would be difficult to say.

Glancing contemptuously at the two who fell to the ground, Hao Feipeng sneered, and then hurried towards Gong Lin and his party.

The difference in strength is too big, and the two of them look at each other and smile bitterly, and they are speechless.

In less than a cup of tea, Hao Feipeng had already caught up, about a hundred feet away from Gong Lin and his party.

Gong Lin turned her head and saw Hao Feipeng chasing after her, and hurriedly said, "Yan'er, take the second elder away, and the fat man will stay with me to block it." ”

"Master, I'm ........ Liu Yan was a little hesitant.

"Listen to the order!" Gong Lin directly interrupted Liu Yan's words and said decisively.

Liu Yan didn't say anything anymore when she heard this, and continued to hurry with Song Mu with an anxious expression.

Song Xingwu's movements hesitated slightly, wanting to stay and help resist together.

"Uncle Song, go. Seeing this, Gong Lin's face changed greatly, and she shouted anxiously.

She and Zhang Baobao, Hao Feipeng will not necessarily die, if Song Xingwu stays, he will definitely die.

Song Xingwu no longer hesitated when he heard this, and hurriedly followed Liu Yan and ran.

Gong Lin held the big sword in his hand, Zhang Baobao pulled out the spear, and the two turned around with solemn faces, facing Hao Feipeng without hesitation.

When there was still more than a foot between the two sides, Zhang Baobao jumped up in the air, and the spear in his hand slashed at Hao Feipeng, who had a mocking smile on his face.

At the same time, Gong Lin's big sword emitting white light also stabbed Hao Feipeng's chest and heart without hesitation.

Seeing this, Hao Feipeng snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Baobao's spear, as if he was grabbing a branch, and then slipped his footsteps, let go of Gong Lin's big sword, raised his foot and kicked Gong Lin's wrist.

With a "click", Gong Lin's wrist bone was broken, and as soon as his hand loosened, the big sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground, Gong Lin himself was also unbalanced, stumbling to the side and almost falling.

When Zhang Baobao saw that the spear was caught, his face suddenly changed, and he struggled to pull out the spear, but the difference in strength was too great, and the spear did not move at all.

Hao Feipeng smiled gloomily, and threw out the spear in his hand, and the spear shot backwards towards Zhang Baobao like a meteor.

Zhang Baobao didn't have time to dodge at all, he only felt a flower in front of him, and the tail of the gun hit Zhang Baobao's chest heavily, as if he was hit by a mountain.

Zhang Baobao was hit by a strong sink, and flew out of several feet, and after landing, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his face was as white as paper, and his organs were seriously injured.

Gong Lin's face was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't bear the pain and flew to block Hao Feipeng's way, Hao Feipeng snorted coldly, quite jealous of Gong Lin's identity as a saint, dodged past Gong Lin, and continued to chase after the second elder of the Song family and Liu Yan in front.

Only Gong Lin and Zhang Baobao, who were speechless at each other, were left in the same place.

Ahead, Liu Yan galloped towards the city gate with Song Mu with an anxious face, the city gate was already faintly visible, and Liu Yan was followed by Song Xingwu, who was also anxious.

And at this moment, Hao Feipeng behind him is less than a hundred feet, and this distance, that is, two or three breaths, can catch up with the three of them.

Song Xingwu's face became even more anxious, he stopped his figure and said loudly: "I'll stop him, you guys go quickly." ”

Liu Yan didn't have time to say more, she ran to the city gate with all her might, she couldn't make a choice at this moment, if she also stopped, the result would be that she couldn't leave.

Song Xingwu was only in the realm of congenital one, but he used to be a congenital fourfold, and after struggling to resist two moves, he was kicked by Hao Feipeng with a sneer.

Seeing that Liu Yan had already arrived at the gate of the city, and it was too late to chase after him, Hao Feipeng's face was gloomy, he sneered and slowly walked to Song Xingwu's side, raised his leg and stepped on it hard.

"Click!" one of Song Xingwu's legs was directly stepped on.

"Hmm!" Song Xingwu snorted, his forehead was full of sweat, and he couldn't hold back and didn't shout.

The corners of Hao Feipeng's mouth curled slightly, and he raised his feet again.

"Click!" stepped on Song Xingwu's other leg again.

This time, Song Xingwu didn't snort, but his face turned pale, his teeth were clenched, beads of sweat on his face slipped down, and his eyes stared at Hao Feipeng resentfully.

"Hehe, what's wrong? Hehe, I'm going to make your death ugly. ”

Hao Feipeng ignored Song Xingwu's eyes, smiled gloomily, reached out and grabbed Song Xingwu's hair, and dragged him to the city gate.

At the gate of the city, Liu Yanqiao's face was blue, and she looked at the scene in front of her with an angry face.

Mother Song was even more tearful, grief-stricken, and wanted to rush out of the city gate, but was stopped by Liu Yan.

At this moment, some passers-by had already gathered at the city gate, all silently watching this scene, with different expressions on their faces, including indifference, sympathy, anger, and ......ridicule.

Hao Feipeng dragged Song Xingwu to the city gate, less than ten zhang away from the city gate, put down Song Xingwu in his hand, and smiled evilly at Liu Yan and Song Mu.

Even without threatening or ignoring the gazes of others, Hao Feipeng slowly turned around, looked at Song Xingwu who was sitting on the ground, and raised his foot to kick off one of his arms.

"Click!" The white broken bones, piercing the skin, accompanied by blood, exposed to the air, the sound of bones breaking was so clear, so loud, and resounded in everyone's hearts at this moment.

"Hmm!" Song Xingwu couldn't hold back the sharp pain of his broken arm, and snorted.

"Xingwu! Hao Feipeng, you brute, you can't die well. Mother Song cried and scolded heartbreakingly.

"Hao Feipeng, you are dead, my master will not let you go. Liu Yan also said hatefully.

Such humiliating people in public, ordinary warriors can't do it, the world of martial artists, strength is respected, kill directly, others don't say anything, after all, the strength is not as good as people.

However, Hao Feipeng's approach is too indiscriminate, insulting the dignity of a martial artist, and not in line with the identity of a strong man.

Many onlookers were also resentful in their hearts, but because of Hao Feipeng's strength and power, no one dared to stop him.

Hao Feipeng smiled evilly, raised his foot and kicked Song Xingwu's other arm.

"Click!" the sound of a broken bone sounded again, and another broken bone was exposed.

Song Xingwu had reached the limit under the severe pain several times, his eyes rolled and he fainted, and his sitting body also lay down.

Mother Song, who was in grief, couldn't catch her breath and fainted, and Liu Yan hurriedly supported her.

"Master Hao, you will inevitably lose your identity by doing this!" a voice came from the city gate.

When everyone at the gate of the city heard this, they looked back and consciously moved out of the way.

Hao Feipeng's eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see who dared to say sarcastic words about him, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Xiuyuan, who had a slightly cold face, walking out of the city gate.

Hao Feipeng was slightly stunned, and said with a sneer: "What's the matter?

Feng Xiuyuan sneered coldly: "I don't have time to take care of this kind of, it's just that as a strong person, humiliating and torturing others like this really damages the face of a strong person, this kind of thing, even those ruffians who are indiscriminate, don't bother to do it, is it possible that the head of the Hao family is not even as good as a ruffian?"

"Within the rules, you can't control the arrest department, as long as I don't break the rules, what can the arrest department do to me?" Hao Feipeng retorted with a gloomy face.

"Oh, does the Hao family master really think that I can't make a move?" Feng Xiuyuan said with a cold face.

"Hmph, as long as I don't break the rules, what excuse do you have? Hao Feipeng smiled indifferently.

"Hehe!" Feng Xiuyuan smiled, walked out of the city gate, walked to Hao Feipeng's less than a foot away, squinted his eyes and said, "Hao family master, why can't I make a move in my personal name?

Hao Feipeng's face suddenly became extremely ugly, his face changed, and he said after a while: "What do you want?"

Feng Xiuyuan said expressionlessly: "If you attack him again, I will also kill you on the spot, your son Hao Feiying is only a congenital ninefold, when do you think he will have the corresponding strength to avenge you?"

"You...... Okay, Feng Xiuyuan, I Hao Feipeng wrote down this matter, hum!"

Hao Feipeng's face was pale, and after speaking, he snorted coldly and hurriedly walked into Fuhai City.

Liu Yan put Mother Song aside, sat against the wall, hurriedly walked to Feng Xiuyuan's side, bowed and saluted: "Thank you seniors for your help, I will inform the master, I will definitely come to the door to thank you, and ask the seniors to tell me the name." ”

Feng Xiuyuan sighed and said: "You are Liu Yan, right! I know your master Li Jun, and if I accept a little favor from him, I should treat him as a favor, no need to be polite, it is important to treat Song Xingwu first." ”

Immediately, Feng Xiuyuan waved his hand to beckon two subordinates, and carried Song Xingwu to the city for treatment, and Liu Yan carried Song's mother on her back and followed closely behind.

Not long after, Gong Lin and Zhang Baobao, Likong and Qingxuan, successively supported each other, walked into Fuhai City, and after hearing what had happened, they rushed to the medical hall where Song Xingwu was treated.

West Gate of Fuhai City.

Song Xuezhou followed Li Jun's instructions and stopped when he arrived at the city gate.

Before the tea time, Hao Feiying followed, saw that Song Xuezhou did not go out of the city, and understood that he had run away in vain, but he was afraid that after leaving, Song Xuezhou would leave the city.

In desperation, I had to walk into the teahouse not far from the city gate, ask for a pot of tea, and watch Song Xuezhou's movements while drinking tea.

After Song Xuezhou saw Hao Feiying chasing after him unexpectedly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, turned around and walked into the same teahouse, sat across the table with Hao Feiying, and drank tea leisurely.

His actions made Hao Feiying angry enough, but he was helpless, and the two of them just sat in the teahouse, with different faces, drinking tea and stalemate.