Is there such a person, suave, resourceful, elegant, calm, and resolute?

He is the generalissimo among robbers, the best son among hooligans, and his light achievements are unparalleled in the world.

He is a mythical legend written by Gu Long, the midnight thief god, and the orchid smiles.

He is...... Chu Liuxiang.

The world is really wonderful, just now I lied that my name is Chu Liuxiang, and my task reward has become Chu Liuxiang's experience card, which is really unimaginable.

The experience card in the description given by the mysterious mist is to be able to get all the abilities of the experience character for twenty minutes, if you can successfully complete this task, twenty minutes of three-grade cultivation, you can do a lot of things.

Speaking of which, the three-grade cultivation in this world is definitely a super strong man who can urge the mountains, and this Chu Xiangshuai should also be a high-martial version.

"What does Gongzi Chu mean?"

Murong Lin frowned slightly.

"Brother Liuxiang, are you serious?"

Chu Qingni also looked at Han Feng with interest.

Han Feng nodded:

"I've learned a bit of superficial kung fu, and I'm a bit of a trick up my perception skills. ”

If he could really use the mysterious mist to perceive it, Han Feng would probably be the first in the world in this regard.

As he was talking, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard outside the temple.

Han Feng and the others walked out at this time, only to see a young man covered in blood rushing to the courtyard and falling to the ground weakly.

"Save ...... Help ......"

Several caravan guards went up and helped him up.

"Little brother, what's wrong?"

The man in black stepped forward and asked.

The man raised his head and looked at the man in black:

"Lin Yue! Lin Yue has caught up! Help me...... I...... I can't die, I have ...... in me It's a big secret about Fuyuan Dao martial arts!"

The words fell, and the young man fainted.

Many of the guards looked at the man who had passed out, not knowing what to do.

Murong Lin looked at the face of the young man who had fainted, his expression flashed with a hint of surprise, and he commanded softly, "Quickly bring him into the temple." ”

"Zhang Kongyu, you've escaped to the end, come with me!"

Suddenly, an arrogant and domineering voice came from outside the hospital.

A powerful force bombarded the walls of the broken temple, and the masonry shattered.

In the crumbling hole in the wall, smoke floated, and a stout man with short hair and shirtless walked in.

The man was wild and his eyes were extremely aggressive, and when he walked into the courtyard, he saw a young man who was supported by several chamber of commerce guards, and said:

"I'm going to take this person away, you don't have an opinion, right?"

This person was releasing his aura wantonly, and Han Feng could easily sense his seven-rank cultivation.

Under the oppression of the strong momentum, the guards looked at each other.

The man in black stood up and clenched his fists and negotiated with the other party:

"Looking at Your Excellency's appearance, could it be the deputy hall master of the Fuyuan Hall of the Dajiang Gang - [Iron Arm Arhat] Lin Yue?"

"Yes, it's me. I ask if you have any opinions?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Lin Yue's eyes.

Han Feng looked at this shirtless martial artist named Lin Yue and thought about how to save Mr. Zhang Kongyu who had fainted.

At this time, Murong Lin spoke.

"There are opinions. ”

Murong Lin, who was dressed in blue and white clothes, took a step forward and looked directly at Lin Yue, who was fierce and fierce, calmly and indifferently.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni didn't expect this girl to be such a kind person, even if she was threatened by a murderer, she had to save people, and looked at Murong Lin together.

Murong Lin turned his head to look at Han Feng and Chu Qingni: "Young Master Chu, Miss Chu, I'm sorry to put you in danger, but this Zhang Gongzi who fainted is my old friend, I must save him, you guys go quickly." ”

Han Feng happened to have no chance to save Zhang Kongyu, Murong Lin wanted to save people, he took a step forward, and also faced Lin Yue's momentum, and said loudly:

"Standing in the world, pitching is worthy of the heart. Miss Murong, you are kind enough to take us, we can't abandon you at such a time. ”

"Very good, very good! The hot-blooded man is admirable, and I will kill you all, lest anyone stop me!"

Lin Yue laughed loudly, and it was actually striding directly towards Zhang Kongyu, who was unconscious.

"Hugh succeeded!"

The leader of the black-clothed guards dodged in front of Lin Yue, and slashed out with a knife, like thunder and fire.

As the head of the guard of the wealthy Qiao Chamber of Commerce, Huang Mingzhong, a man in black, also has eight grades of cultivation.

It can be that Lin Yue, as a battle-hardened general of the Dajiang Gang, is stronger than Huang Mingzhong in terms of cultivation and fighting experience.

"Get out of here!"

In the face of the knife momentum, Lin Yue did not retreat and fell forward, grabbed Huang Mingzhong's wrist holding the knife, and smashed the man in black to the ground with a forceful flick.

The man in black fell to the ground, immediately vomited a pool of blood, and shouted:

"Take this madman down!"

The guards of the Qiao Chamber of Commerce immediately moved with swords in their hands at the same time.

With the huge wealth, it may not be able to impress the real powerhouse, but the martial artist with only nine grades may not be tempted by money.

More than a dozen caravan guards and a dozen accompanying servants included several nine-rank martial artists, and at this time, they all rushed up to besiege Lin Yue, which was looking extraordinary.

"No matter how many wild dogs there are, they can't beat the majestic tigers, how dare you be arrogant in front of me?"

As a high-level member of the Dajiang Gang, Lin Yue had his own arrogance, and in the face of the guards, he held a sword and looked like he was not dodging or dodging, and he purely blocked with his arms.

I saw that those swords slashed on Lin Yue's arm, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and even a little spark appeared.

Dare to be called the [Iron Arm Arhat], a pair of arms have long been practiced by Lin Yue with [Iron Arm Gong] like pig iron, and the sword is difficult to hurt.

Lin Yue was unscathed under the sword, and he swung his fists repeatedly, knocking several caravan guards to the point that their sternums collapsed.

The rest of the guards saw that Lin Yue was unstoppable, like Shura, and they didn't dare to step forward, so they could only surround Lin Yue in the middle in fear.

"Hahahaha! You shit, you want to stop me?"

As he spoke, Lin Yue had already approached Zhang Kongyu who had fallen to the ground, and bent down to lift him up.

At this time, Murong Lin finally moved.

I saw a girl dressed in blue and white clothes take out a coiled soft sword from her sleeve and stabbed at Lin Yue with a sword.

One step and three changes, the body is like drifting and uncertain. Murong Lin stabbed Lin Yue's eyes and throat with his agile sword, forcing Lin Yue to retreat for the first time.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni glanced at each other and shot at Lin Yue at the same time.

Han Feng moved his steps, came to a guard next to him who did not dare to step forward, and took the knife in his hand.

"I'll lend you a knife. ”

Taking the knife, Han Feng only felt that his combat power had instantly recovered thirty percent.

In the face of a strong enemy, "Hu Family Knife Method" shot instantly.

Holding a long knife and turning over in the air, hiding the knife in the invisible.

With the power of the whirling body, he hid infinite changes, and the snow bright knife flashed, and he was cut off on the head.

The power of the tyranny is even inferior to that of ordinary eight-rank martial artists.

Lin Yue was entangled by Murong Lin's sword moves, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to raise his hand to resist.

Resisting the knife with his hand, Lin Yue took a few steps back, and there was an extra knife mark on his forearm, oozing blood.

Han Feng was a little unsettled...... After eating my ultimate, it was just one more knife mark...... You iron-armed Arhat is a real iron arm.

"What kind of knife technique are you?"

Lin Yue finally stopped being arrogant and asked in a deep voice.

Han Feng held a knife in his right hand and stood between Murong Lin and Chu Qingni.

"Not very famous, "Hu Family Knife Method". ”