Chapter 41: The Ancient Legend of the Flying Knife
It's a scuffle, two people against hundreds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info is like a bloody battle in the rivers and lakes. The disciples of the Black Tiger Gang were fierce and vicious, holding iron rods, smashing fiercely, and shooting ruthlessly, revealing the underworld atmosphere.
"Dare to touch my brother, call me!" A trace of coldness flashed in Pang Yuan's eyes, and murderous intent burst out from his eyes.
"Big brother, don't worry. There are so many of us, if we don't teach him a lesson today, we still think that our Black Tiger Gang is a three-class and nine-rate person. Some of the disciples of the Black Tiger Gang sneered, and one by one they rushed out like fierce beasts, raising various weapons, and beckoned towards Lin Shan and Chu Feng.
If it were an ordinary person, I would have been scared silly. But Chu Feng is different from Lin Shan, what is there in this world compared to the fear brought by the gods and demons world?
"You'll regret it!" Chu Feng stared at Pang Yuan, a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. His ridicule fell on Pang Yuan's eyes like a barb.
Almost at the moment of Pang Yuan's anger, Chu Feng's body rushed directly into the battle group of the Black Tiger Gang. At this moment, he no longer has the slightest reservation, and the aura in his body is running wildly in his body, condensing on his fist.
Bang!
The fist smashed on the table, the table was torn apart, he grabbed a table leg, and smashed it directly at a young man holding a machete!
"Huh!"
The young man sneered, and in his opinion, how a table leg could be compared to his machete, which did not cut off the other. Just when he was proud. His arm shook. But seeing Chu Feng holding the table leg and hitting him fiercely on the machete.
Surprisingly, the machete of solid steel turned out to be ...... It's broken!
It was cut off by a wooden table leg!
The next moment, the table leg was on his chest, and a huge force came, and his whole body flew out diagonally like a lightning strike, and with a bang, he slammed into the ground and fell unconscious.
The others apparently noticed the scene as well, their eyes widening one by one, and their expressions of hell. This Nima leg is more powerful than a knife? What kind of wood is this?
On the other side, Lin Shan was even more ferocious, fighting the Black Tiger Gang with his bare hands. Faced with those knives and steel pipes, he directly shook them with his hands. Someone sneered at first. But soon, their expressions were stiff, and their mouths were open, almost enough to stuff an egg.
The hand that fought hard with the knives was unscathed, but the knives and steel pipes were like papier-mâché, broken into several pieces. This hellish scene gradually made the faces of the Black Tiger Gang and others pale.
Even Pang Yuan and Lin Feng were stunned and frightened, and a bad premonition rose in their hearts.
With the move, Chu Feng and Lin Shan fought more and more fiercely, and they were almost unconscious with one punch. In the end, the entire café was lying with the Black Tiger Gang, either unconscious on the ground, or wailing on the ground, losing their combat strength.
"Fengzi, do it!" Pang Yuan's face was ugly, and seeing that his side had fallen more than half, he couldn't help but command Lin Feng gloomily.
Lin Feng also reacted at this time, and he was full of strong jealousy towards Chu Feng and Lin Shan. Without saying a word, he took out one specially forged blade after another from his waist and held it in his hand, and the blades danced on his fingertips as his five fingers moved.
Under the flexible play, a blade broke through the air with a clatter, and a cold light struck from behind Chu Feng.
The blade was weak, and at high speed, only a flash of silver flashed in the air, which was almost impossible to spot.
"Flying knives, I have never missed a hand! Even if you are strong, can you still dodge my flying knives in battle!" Lin Feng is very confident, his flying knives come from his ancestors, and he has never missed a hand.
Flying knives pay attention to surprise! Fast and accurate, three points are important! Since practicing flying knives for more than ten years, Lin Feng has been pursuing extreme speed. In the world of ordinary people, there are very few people who can dodge his throwing knives.
If the flying knife is not out, it is amazing!
But...... Such a flying knife is only for ordinary people, for people like Chu Feng...... Almost the moment the flying knife was shot, Chu Feng caught a trace of coldness. Turning around suddenly, his eyes were filled with aura, a faint purple light flowed, and three knives appeared in his pupils!
Blades as thin as cicada's wings!
Shot at breakneck speed, less than a foot from the center of his eyebrows. It's too late to dodge, only to resist! But with such a sharp and weak knife, under extreme speed, it can cut into the flesh and blood almost instantly.
It's not to hide, it's not to hide!
The corners of Lin Feng's mouth showed a confident threat, and he only had his own knife in his eyes. Whether it's dodging or shaking, the next moment will pierce the flesh and blood of the enemy.
"You can't hide!"
Three knives, three wind directions, blocking the abdication, giving no room and a single blow. This is the reason why Lin Feng's strength is one of the right-hand men of the Black Tiger Gang. Because of him... It is the inheritor of ancient martial arts!
This kind of ancient martial arts is different from immortal cultivators, they do not have aura, but a kind of martial artist who pursues traditional kung fu to the extreme realm, which is the manifestation of the limit of the human body.
But before Lin Feng finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze, and his pupils contracted violently. His lips trembled, revealing shock and disbelief.
I saw that in front of him, Chu Feng faced his flying knife, not advancing but retreating. Instead, he looked up slightly and smiled at him. I don't know if it's an illusion, he clearly saw the direction of the three blades in front of Chu Feng, his shoulders and chest, the skin on the surface seemed to be twisting, as if forming a whirlpool.
Boom!
The blade disappeared, and Chu Feng's body did not shed a trace of blood, as if it had never happened. Chu Feng's right hand suddenly exerted force, blasting a little brother holding a steel pipe into the air, and after shocking the Quartet, he stretched out his right hand.
Between the fingers of his right hand, there were three blades as thin as cicada wings, and he beckoned to Lin Feng intentionally or unintentionally.
Lin Feng's body trembled, unbelievable, his flying knife ...... He was caught by a young man. He had never imagined such a situation.
"Brother Chu, it's all settled. "At this moment, the battle was resolved on Lin Shan's side, and only Chu Feng and the others and Pang Yuan Lin Feng were left in the entire café.
"You said that the well water does not interfere with the river water, but you still want to provoke me. Since you chose this path yourself, then don't blame me for saying that I didn't give you a choice. I hate guys who go back on their word. Chu Feng was expressionless as he spoke, and walked towards Pang Yuan step by step. A strong crisis spread in the hearts of the two.
"Boss, you go first, I'll cut it off. Lin Feng's face was ugly, and he pulled Pang Yuan behind him and spoke. As he spoke, dozens of blades appeared in his palms.
Each blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, shimmering with a bright luster, full of cold atmosphere.
The throwing knife was clenched tightly in his hand. Pang Yuan glanced at Lin Feng, took a deep breath, rushed out quickly and left.