Shen Futing knew that Xiao Zhihan's sword was merciless, and led the villagers to the Guanyin Temple to take refuge. In the temple, Guanyin looks down on the world peacefully, but I don't know if Guanyin can understand the disaster that befell the village after this.

The villagers prayed in front of the statue of Guanyin, begging only that foreign enemies would not find it. Shen Futing said in his heart: "This place is very remote, the Twelve Tiger Riders shouldn't find this place, right?" But it often backfired, Shen Futing walked out of the temple, only to see a person holding a spear and running up from the sheep intestine path quickly.

Shen Futing was taken aback, it was one of the twelve tiger riders. Shen Futing was afraid that the villagers in the temple would be harmed, so he took an arrow step and ran to the left. When the tiger saw it, he shouted, "Stop!" and quickly chased after him. Shen Futing saw him chasing after him, and said in his heart: "Okay!" ran out of half a mile in one breath before stopping.

The tiger rider caught up and shouted: "You are an accomplice of Cheng Quartet! Very good, I want to take your head back to ask for merit!" Shen Futing smiled and turned around: "Please merit, I'm afraid you don't have this ability, right?" When the tiger rider heard this, he was displeased in his heart, and said: "What did you say? You dare to look down on me Flying Tiger!"

Shen Futing nodded: "Waste Tiger, good name, why don't you just change your name and call it a sick cat?" Feihu was furious, the spear spun to his back, hid the head of the spear, and then rushed towards Shen Futing. Shen Futing's palms were opened, ready to fight, when the flying tiger reached three steps in front of Shen Futing, a shot suddenly stabbed out, this shot was hidden, Shen Futing had no way to judge which direction he was going to stab out, seeing this sudden shot, Shen Futing was startled, and hurriedly tilted his head back, the head of the gun grazed Shen Futing's head, and Shen Futing's forehead was immediately wiped off a layer of skin, and blood flowed out.

Feihu sneered: "How is it?" Shen Futing smiled: "It's not bad, but if you only have this ability, you are not my opponent." "Flying Tiger was furious, even if it was twelve tiger riders, no one dared to despise himself so much, Flying Tiger hid the head of the gun again, stabbed out three shots in a row, each stabbed shot to take back the gun, and then sent it out after hiding, the speed was extremely fast, the three shots were like a time to stab out, and it was to hide the offensive, three shots down, Shen Futing's left hand, right leg, and waist were all scratched with a layer of skin.

Shen Futing hurriedly rolled backwards and pulled a distance from the flying tiger. Feihu laughed and said, "Do you fat man only talk big?" Shen Futing stretched out his hand defiantly: "Come on, come on, come again." Seeing that Shen Futing had obviously been hit, Feihu's attitude was still so arrogant, he couldn't help but be angry, shouted, flew up, and stabbed out with a shot from mid-air.

How did Feihu know that Shen Futing's character was like this, although he was arrogant, he was very anxious in his heart: "This guy's marksmanship is weird, I can't see his shooting route at all, it's so difficult to deal with." Shen Futing thought that the shot of the flying tiger was aimed at his head, so he dodged sideways, who knew that the flying tiger was actually attacking Shen Futing's right shoulder, Shen Futing did not expect that this shot hit Shen Futing's right shoulder.

Shen Futing snorted, his steps were fast, he took three steps back, and once again distanced himself from the flying tiger. The flying tiger would not give Shen Futing any chance, stepped forward, and attacked again.

Shen Futing said in his heart: "It's not a way to be beaten like this, I have to strike first!" So his hands stretched out and contracted, and the dark luck strength was in his hands, and he shouted, pushed out with both palms, and showed a trick of "delicacies of the mountains and seas". It seems to be an ordinary two palms, but in fact, there are two different forces on each palm, the left hand is heavy, like a mountain treasure, and the right hand floats, like seafood.

Before the Flying Tiger shot was stabbed, Shen Futing first locked the attack, frowned, and put the gun back. Shen Futing saw that the flying tiger received the move, his spirit was lifted, he struggled forward, staggered his hands, and performed a move "delicious boundless", only to see the two palms staggered and struck out, endlessly, as if to involve people in the palm momentum, just like the name of this move, to make people fall into this boundless delicacy.

But the Flying Tiger is not an idle person, suddenly a shot stabbed out diagonally, just towards the weakest position of the master, Shen Futing was taken aback, he didn't expect his move to be seen through by the Flying Tiger at a glance, and hurriedly accepted the move, but it was too late, the palm of his hand was pierced by the tip of the gun, and Shen Futing screamed "Ah".

Feihu laughed: "Dead fatty! Look how arrogant you are!" Shen Futing felt pain in his palm, but he refused to admit defeat on his lips, and shouted: "I still have two tricks that I haven't used, because I don't want you to lose too ugly!"

Shen Futing didn't say much, his body kept spinning in place, and after the Flying Tiger fought with Shen Futing, he found that although Shen Futing was not his opponent, he was still a good player, and he was concentrating on dealing with Shen Futing's next move. I saw Shen Futing spinning at the same time, throwing out one discus after another, using a trick "There is food in the world". This discus is different from the big discus thrown by Shen Futing usually, it is much smaller, only the size of a palm, but the number is very large, and the discus is one after another, overwhelming.

The Flying Tiger spear was sharp, one shot at a time, and the discus were knocked to the ground one after another, and the intensive attack of the discus did not cause any damage to the Flying Tiger. Feihu smiled disdainfully: "There is another trick, you can use it." Shen Futing saw that Feihu blocked his attack again, and he was anxious, and with a loud cry of "ah", he rushed towards Feihu.

Seeing this, Feihu said coldly: "Have you given up on yourself?" Hiding the head of the gun behind him, preparing to kill Shen Futing when Shen Futing walked five steps in front of him. Shen Futing took five steps in front of the flying tiger, and the flying tiger was about to make a move, but he saw Shen Futing raise his hands and three discus flew out.

At such a close distance, ordinary people must not be able to dodge, but Feihu is not an ordinary person, although he was surprised, he reacted at the last moment, leaned back, fell to the ground, supported himself with one hand, and stabbed himself straight at Shen Futing. Shen Futing was taken aback, and hurriedly blocked with his left hand, and the spear passed through Shen Futing's left arm, and blood flowed immediately.

Feihu said: "There is still a hidden weapon, but you have this ability." ”

saw Shen Futing smile: "Really?"

"Poof!poof!"

Three sounds, blood spurted out of the mouth of the flying tiger, fell to the ground, and was already immovable, only to see three discus inserted in the back of the flying tiger, Shen Futing pulled out the spear that ran through his arm, looked at the corpse of the flying tiger, and said: "Fool, this is the strongest stunt of my 'God of Food' 'God of Food' 'God of Food' Return, my last three discus will fly back by themselves, and if you don't understand my martial arts, you will despise me, which is your biggest cause of failure!"

Shen Futing defeated the Flying Tiger, dragged his injured body, and slowly walked towards the Guanyin Temple.