Generally speaking, with Huang Feihong's style of being a person and leaving a line of life, even if he can win Yan Zhendong, he will be given three points of face, and he will not be ruthless like now, making him lose face.

But as the saying goes, the clay man also has three points of fire, not to mention a person like Huang Feihong who practices martial arts, even if he is kind to others on weekdays, he is still a martial artist in his bones, and he naturally has the arrogance of a martial artist. Li Changsheng is his favorite mantle disciple, Yan Zhendong shot so hard, Huang Feihong was not angry in his heart, not to mention, Li Changsheng was congenitally insufficient, and he had improved after years of recuperation, but now he was hurt by Yan Zhendong, and he didn't dare to say that his previous efforts were wasted, but he also had to suffer a crime.

In the face of these two points, Huang Feihong would not be polite to him, and with a dashing landing, Huang Feihong retreated more than ten meters with his footwork, and distanced himself from Yan Zhendong, with one hand behind him and the other hand open, "Master Yan, the victory and defeat have been divided, and I have conceded." ”

If it is an ordinary person, after hearing this, he will naturally quickly admit defeat and leave, but Yan Zhendong has a bit of madness in his bones, which is used to compete and be competitive, even more so, seeing Huang Feihong such a personable style, instead of feeling that Huang Feihong is giving himself face, he is humiliating himself, and his skills are not as good as others, and he is suddenly furious.

"Huang Feihong, do you think you won me? This is just the beginning, come again!" he said, his hands were like tiger claws, and he attacked Huang Feihong.

Seeing this, Huang Feihong frowned, this Master Yan is so ignorant, he is a little angry in his heart, and he is even more ruthless, don't look at Yan Zhendong's kung fu in an iron cloth shirt, he is extremely fierce, and even has the outside to the inside, cultivating the dark energy, and even the internal organs are tempered like steel, but Huang Feihong is not easy.

As the son of luck in this world, Huang Feihong's martial arts cultivation, almost the top of this world, has begun to glimpse the state of transformation, the shadowless foot spreads out, and one foot falls on Yan Zhendong's body, the unpredictable strength directly ignores Yan Zhendong's iron cloth shirt, bang bang a few times, Yan Zhendong's body is hard to hurt with a knife and axe, and it looks a little bruised, but it is Huang Feihong who broke the defense of the iron cloth shirt.

"Ah, Huang Feihong, I'll fight with you. The most proud kung fu was broken by Huang Feihong, Yan Zhendong became even more crazy, and with a wave of his braids, like a steel whip, swept towards Huang Feihong's door with a whoosh.

Li Changsheng, who had watched the movie, suddenly thought that Yan Zhendong still had a knife hidden in his braids, and hurriedly reminded him, "Master, be careful!"

It's a pity that this move came too quickly, even if Li Changsheng reminded him, Huang Feihong could only look sideways and turn his head, and then listened to the sound of rubbing, in the braid, a sharp and thin blade was thrown out, brushed, and swept across Huang Feihong's cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Huang Feihong hurriedly took a few steps back, distanced himself from Yan Zhendong, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, the blood suddenly stained his palms red, and his brows furrowed, "The dark arrow hurts people, it's not a hero's doing, Master Yan, you're too much." ”

"Hmph. Yan Zhendong snorted coldly when he heard this, and looked at Huang Feihong gloomily, like a vulture on the plateau, which made people frightened, "The rivers and lakes are sinister, and we have to guard against them." With that, Yan Zhendong rushed forward and kicked Huang Feihong in the air.

"Master, be careful, he also has a hidden weapon on his foot. This time, Li Changsheng reminded in time, and when the blade on Yan Zhendong's feet swished out, Huang Feihong's chest shrank back, beyond Yan Zhendong's attack range, avoiding this blow, only to see a trace of anger flash in Huang Feihong's eyes, and immediately reached out and patted it, landing on Yan Zhendong's leg.

only heard a click, Rao is a fierce warrior like Yan Zhendong couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, but Huang Feihong was angry, full of luck, and broke Yan Zhendong's calf and leg bone with one palm, only to see Yan Zhendong's body short, and suddenly fell to the ground, covering his calf and began to scream.

"Ah, Huang Feihong, Huang Feihong, ah!"

"Master, master, are you okay?" Seeing this scene, Liang Kuan hurriedly rushed forward, helped Yan Zhendong, and said with a concerned face.

"Get the hell out of here. It's a pity that Yan Zhendong, who is almost crazy, didn't appreciate it at all, and in the face of Liang Kuan, who came forward to care, he grabbed Liang Kuan, threw it at Huang Feihong, and then kicked it on the ground with one foot intact, and rushed towards Huang Feihong.

"Be careful!" Seeing this, Huang Feihong hurriedly stepped forward to catch Liang Kuan, and as a result, it was precisely because of this moment that the empty door opened, and Yan Zhendong, who was followed by him, rushed out from behind Liang Kuan, and landed on Huang Feihong's chest with a punch, with a loud bang, Huang Feihong's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person suddenly took a few steps back.

I saw Yan Zhendong shoot frantically, "Huang Feihong, you go to die, my Yan family's iron cloth shirt, invincible in the world!" Bang bang, I saw Yan Zhendong shoot continuously, punch after punch, like a drum, slammed on Huang Feihong's body, I saw Huang Feihong's body constantly retreating, and the blood was like not wanting money, constantly spurting out.

Seeing that Huang Feihong was about to fall to the ground, Yan Zhendong's face became even more hideous, and he yelled, "Go die!" The whole person jumped high and smashed into Huang Feihong's chest with a fierce punch.

"The surname Yan, look here!!" At this moment, a voice exploded like thunder, Yan Zhendong almost subconsciously raised his head, and saw a dark hole, appearing in front of his eyes, before he could react, he heard a snap, like a thunderclap in the flat ground, pop, Yan Zhendong's chest suddenly opened flesh, blood splashed, only one leg supported the body, one staggered, fell to the ground, instantly turned into a pool of blood on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Li Changsheng put down the musket in his hand, coughed a few times, covered his chest with one hand, supported the door post with the other, staggered to Huang Feihong's side, helped Huang Feihong, who was seriously injured, and hurriedly asked, "Master, master, are you okay?" Saying that, Li Changsheng also reached out to hold his pulse as Huang Feihong treated him just now, and gave him a pulse.

Fortunately, although Huang Feihong's injury is not light, he is a master of the internal family, which seems to be serious, but in fact it is only a skin injury, and it does not hurt the internal organs at all.

"Master, master, how are you, master?" Seeing Yan Zhendong lying in a pool of blood, Liang Kuan rushed over with a panicked face.

"Kung Fu, Kung Fu, no matter how good it is, the enemy, the enemy, the enemy can't beat the foreign gun. Yan Zhendong said unwillingly, until he died, he was still obsessed with a fierce kung fu, which made people sigh.