Chapter 69

"Are you satisfied with this place?"

Fa Hui took out a folding Zen staff from the black bag, and with a shake of his hand, the Zen staff was automatically assembled, and a golden Zen staff appeared in his hand.

"Tong ......"

The Zen staff slammed into the ground, and a dull and sudden sound sounded, and the ground around him suddenly trembled.

Lin Feng stared at the Zen staff in Fa Hui's hand, which weighed at least a hundred catties. From a person's weapon, you can see the number of martial arts of a person. This Fa Hui is a powerful martial artist who takes the fierce route.

Fa Hui said: "The people of Sword Rain Tower are not so easy to kill, especially the silver members. ”

"You want revenge. Lin Feng said lightly.

"In our Sword Rain Tower, there is no such thing as revenge, only the living and the dead. The person who kills Jian Yulou will either become a dead person, and he will take over the person who was killed and become one of us. ”

"What if I don't choose either?"

"Yes, it looks like you've got a choice, but I'd like to know how the Assassin's swordsmanship broke through the Golden Bell Jar. ”

After speaking, Fa Hui made an instant move.

"Roaring ......"

The sound of the tiger's roar protruded,

Fa Hui's five fingers opened, like the claws of a fierce tiger, and slammed into Lin Feng's back.

The wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon.

At this moment, Fa Hui is like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

Just as Fa Hui's grasp was about to approach Lin Feng's body, Lin Feng's body suddenly rippled, like a small tree swaying in the wind, swaying in the wind brought by the tiger's claws.

In his previous life, he felt the nature of the mountains and rivers, watched the wind blowing and the trees moved, and then created this light gong method.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and no coincidence is unbreakable, but no matter what moves and martial arts can't break through the shackles of spatial resistance, his body is based on the scene of the wind blowing the tree. Hence the name he took the name Fuyao Pace.

"Shaolin Tiger Claw Skill ......" Lin Feng said lightly, Fa Hui's Tiger Claw Skill is very old and spicy, because it should have been immersed in prostitution for decades.

"Good knowledge......

Fa Hui's momentum is like a rainbow, and at this moment he is really like a tiger, roaring in the mountains and forests, and reigning as the king.

"Roaring ......"

Tigers prey, so ferocious that even the air seems to be full of fishy smell.

Lin Feng's body swayed with the wind like a small tree in the wind, and every time he could dodge Fa Hui's attack, it seemed to be dangerous and dangerous, but in fact he was strolling leisurely.

"Are you just going to hide?"

Fa Hui threw himself into the air, so his body lay straight down, his body was very wide, directly covering a large space.

Lin Feng's body moved sideways, once again dodging Fa Hui's killer blow.

"Shaolin Crouching Tiger Gong, your path is too rigid, and rigidity is very easy to break. ”

Tiger Claw Gong and Crouching Tiger Gong are both extremely beginner exercises, and Fa Hui cultivates both at the same time, in Lin Feng's opinion, this is chronic suicide. Ordinary people who practice strong martial arts will be supplemented with a gentle technique to relieve the shock injuries of the body. Fa Hui's fellow practitioners of the two fierce exercises are looking for death.

"You don't have to worry about it. ”

Fa Hui's attack became more and more violent, and the surrounding ruins and cement bricks had already been shattered by the strength of his benefit. He really never touched a corner of Lin Feng's clothes.

Suddenly, Fa Hui's left hand shook, and the Zen staff swept out, rubbing against the air to create a fierce wind and make a 'whine' sound.

"The Vedic Stick Method. ”

Lin Feng shook his head, his body shook, and he swayed with a Zen stick.

The Wei Tuo stick method is still an extremely fierce martial arts path.

"You're very knowledgeable, so you can only hide, what about your assassin swordsmanship?"

Lin Feng's profound knowledge of martial arts surprised Fa Hui, almost every one of his martial arts paths Lin Feng could say his name, and he couldn't attack for a long time, he was also a little anxious.

"As you wish......"

A black long sword appeared silently in Lin Feng's hand.

Fa Hui was shocked, he didn't know how the handful in Lin Feng's hand appeared, it seemed to appear out of thin air.

"Qiang ......"

The tungsten steel sword was instantly unsheathed, and a black sword shadow slashed across Fa Hui's arms, across the Zen staff in his hand, and across his chest.

"Qiang ......"

The sword was already in its sheath, and then disappeared into Lin Feng's hand.

Fa Hui froze in place, his eyes showing an expression of disbelief, time stopped, and after a long time, a line of blood appeared in his chest, spurting blood outward.

When a person is about to die, he will think of many things, and he remembered a saying that has been circulated in the martial arts for a long time, "If a person's sword is fast enough, he can hear the sound of blood spraying, and it is a very beautiful music." ”

He finally heard it, and for the first time he heard the sound of his own body spurting blood, which was indeed wonderful. generation

"Assassin swordsmanship, indeed good swords. ”

Fa Hui's eyes gradually dilated, his arms were broken at elbows, his body was cut off from his waist, and even his Zen staff was cut off together.

This is Lin Feng's swordsmanship, fast and accurate, the moves are already for him, in his previous life, he has transcended the shackles of moves, and has reached the realm of winning without moves.

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When Lin Feng returned to the city, it was already around seven o'clock, and he avoided all the surveillance all the way, so he didn't walk very fast. Holding the dash cam removed from Fa Hui's car in his hand, his fingers were slightly forced, and the dash cam instantly turned into powder and fell out between his fingers.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, but most of them were coolies, such as cleaners wielding brooms, buying breakfast on tricycles, and building workers on battery cars on non-motorized lanes. They were the first people in the city, with meager salaries, overwork, and early departures and late returns.

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called an online taxi to go to the school, and while waiting for the bus, dialed Wang Gang's number.

The phone rang twice and it was connected.

"Boss ......"

Wang Gang's voice on the other end of the phone was very clear and clear, obviously he had already gotten up, or he hadn't slept at all.

"Help me deal with the surveillance on Jialing Road. ”

"Which paragraph?"

Wang Gang didn't ask Lin Feng why, but just asked the details of the lot.

"The stretch from the romantic bar to the suburbs. ”

"Right away. ”

After speaking, Wang Gang hung up the phone.

Fa Hui's identity is very sensitive, not only the silver killer of Jian Yulou, but also the director of the Forbidden Wu Wu Bureau. His death is bound to cause great fluctuations, and if one is not handled well, there will be big trouble. Although Lin Feng is not afraid of trouble, he also doesn't like trouble.