Chapter 826 - Not Famous Enough (Page 1/1)

Jin Yunfeng let out an arrogant roar, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly stretched out, grabbing Wu Sheng's chest like eagle claws.

Mu Ziqin didn't expect this Jin Yunfeng to suddenly make a move, so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't even shout to remind Li Xuedong to be careful.

Shhh

The sound of clothes being torn rang out of thin air.

Li Xuedong didn't retreat, he looked down at his torn clothes, frowned, looked up at Jin Yunfeng and said, "You tore my clothes, although my clothes are not expensive, but you still have to pay for it, do you hear?"

"Huh?!"

Seeing Li Xuedong standing in place unharmed, Jin Yunfeng showed a surprised expression, but he ignored what Wu Sheng said just now.

At this time, Jin Yunfeng faintly felt some pain in his nails, he hurriedly looked at his right hand, and found that his nail cover was actually split, and the blood stained the ends of all five fingers red.

Jin Yunfeng only came to his senses at this time, it turned out that the man in front of him was also a slow ancient martial arts cultivator, he was able to let himself attack him head-on, but he stood there unharmed, could this person be cultivating the golden bell jar magic skill of Fahua Temple?!

In Jin Yunfeng's impression, only the golden bell jar of Fahua Temple could block his 'Ten Sharp Finger Knife'.

But Jin Yunfeng knows several of his peers in Fahua Temple, and he has never seen such a number one person as Li Xuedong!

Jin Yunfeng knew that if he wanted to take Mu Ziqin away today, he had to defeat Li Xuedong first, so he looked him up and down, and asked in a somewhat cautious tone: "Boy, if I guessed correctly, you should also be an ancient martial arts cultivator, let's say, which sect are you, see if our two families know each other?"

Li Xuedong said coldly: "I am from the Medicine King Sect. ”

"Medicine King Sect, which ghost sect is this, why haven't I heard of it? ”

Seeing that Li Xuedong was so calm and calm in front of him, Jin Yunfeng thought that Li Xuedong was a very good sect, but it was a sect that he hadn't even heard of.

As a core disciple of the Ancient Martial Realm Blood Hand Sect, Jin Yunfeng had some understanding of all the major sects in the Ancient Martial Realm, because the master was worried that his disciples would provoke other major sects when they went out, thus causing unnecessary trouble.

Like what Li Xuedong just said, Jin Yunfeng has never even heard of it, it is estimated that it is the kind of small sect that does not enter the stream.

Li Xuedong said coldly: "That's because you are lonely and unheard. ”

"Damn, what kind of broken medicine king, you dare to slap your face in front of Lao Tzu and be fat, let me let you know what it means to be lonely and unheard!" Jin Yunfeng didn't take Li Xuedong in his eyes at all, and grabbed it with his right hand again, secretly lucky, even if Wu Sheng was a steel plate, he could catch five traces.

Click!

Seeing Jin Yunfeng waving his hand and grabbing it again, Li Xuedong directly punched him, and then heard the sound of a string of bones breaking.

Jin Yunfeng originally thought it was the sound of Li Xuedong's chest broken, but he soon felt a pain in his fingers, and when he raised his hand, he was surprised to find that the five fingers of his right hand had been smashed to pieces.

"This ...... How is this possible?!"

Jin Yunfeng is the core disciple of the Blood Hand Sect, he has already perfected the 'Ten Powerful Finger Blades', his cultivation has already broken through the Xuan Rank, and he thinks that it will be difficult to meet an opponent among the disciples of the same non-sect.

This is the first time Jin Yunfeng has come down the mountain, and he wants to break into the world with his kung fu.

Because during the half-time period, Jin Yunfeng failed to participate in the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Competition, after hearing that the elite disciple who won the runner-up in the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Championship was only a Xuan-level cultivator, Jin Yunfeng was even more confident in his strength, and threatened that if he had the opportunity to participate in that Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Competition, he would definitely be the one who won the championship.

However, before Jin Yunfeng could make a name for himself, his ten-sharp finger knife was unexpectedly broken, and he was also smashed by a small sect disciple who had never heard of it.

"Ahhh......h I'll kill you...... I'm going to tear you to shreds!"

The scarcity of the five fingers of his right hand made Jin Yunfeng angry, and his left hand no longer retained his strength, roared angrily, and grabbed Li Xuedong's face with a brush.

Jin Yunfeng believes that as long as he catches his opponent, he will definitely be able to scratch the opponent's face and even tear his head to pieces.

There was another series of familiar clicking sounds, and this time it was not Jin Yunfeng's fingers that were broken, but his wrist, which was directly grasped by someone, and broke in the opposite direction.

"Ahhh......h

Jin Yunfeng's shout was no longer a roar, but a heart-rending pain.

Jin Yunfeng's whole person was already hunched like a prawn, and Wu Sheng pinched his left wrist, one of his legs had fallen to the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and he gasped from time to time: "Seniors spare their lives...... It's because I have eyes and don't know Tarzan...... My hand is about to break...... Senior ......"

After feeling Li Xuedong's strength, Jin Yunfeng finally realized that the young man in front of him from a small sect turned out to be a master, his strength was simply unfathomable, and the power he thought he was proud of fell into the hands of the other party, even if a drop of water fell into the sea, there was not even a ripple.

"You injured and killed my security guard, and you still want me to spare your life, how can there be such a cheap thing!" Li Xuedong's right hand was used again, directly destroying Jin Yunfeng's entire left arm, and he screamed in pain, and then Li Xuedong kicked him to the ground, and a red light suddenly appeared in his palm, obviously a red night flying sword.

Seeing Wu Sheng suddenly take out a murderous red sword, Jin Yunfeng had already stopped screaming, and his expression became extremely frightened, but he still resisted his fear and said to Li Xuedong: "You...... You can't kill me...... I am a disciple of the Bloody Hand Sect, and my master is the Great Elder of the Bloody Hand Sect, if you kill me, my master will never let you go!"

"yes, then I'll wait for them to come to me!"

With a wave of Li Xuedong's right hand, the Chixiao Flying Sword directly drew a red light between Jin Yunfeng's neck, bringing up a canopy of blood.

Jin Yunfeng didn't expect Li Xuedong to really dare to kill him, and he didn't even hesitate at all, he had already reported his master, but the other party still didn't react at all.

Is his teacher not famous enough?!

No, although the Blood Hand Sect is only a medium sect in the Divine Martial Realm, it is a leader among the medium sects.

In addition to the six major sects, the power of their Blood Hand Sect is definitely ranked in the first tier, and even compared with the six major factions, it will definitely not be too different.

With strong unwillingness and anger, Jin Yunfeng turned into swallowing his last breath, and like the security guards he killed, he became a person who had only been in this world.

......

Bloody Hand Sect.

An old man with a white beard sat cross-legged on a futon, wearing a gray robe, quite a bit of a fairy-like style.

The only thing that is a little incongruous with his immortal bones is that the ten fingers of his hands are as tough and powerful as black eagle claws, and at a glance you know that this is a master of finger kung fu.

(End of chapter)

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