Luo Feng's position in the rivers and lakes is extremely prominent.

Although the Divine Fist Sect is not one of the three major potentials, it is still the second only sect to the three major potentials, and Luo Feng's talent is well known, with the support of Xu Xiaoyu, the "Southern Dou Divine Fist", who acts wild in the martial arts, who can't bear to let it go?

But today, it is surprising that he was seriously injured and burned like this.

Xu Xiaoyu, the Southern Dou God Fist, is a white-bearded old man, but his body is tough, and his combat effectiveness is by no means ambiguous. He was full of anger, and asked Luo Feng to be helped into a room in the small fishing village, and immediately led more than a dozen disciples of the Divine Fist Sect out of the fishing village and ran towards the towering cliff located to the west of the small fishing village.

In the small fishing village, there are not only people from the Shenquan Sect, but also people from many other sects and families, including the Long family.

Long Moran was not far away to discuss matters with Long Zi and Long Qing, and watched Luo Feng struggle and run back from a distance, and couldn't help frowning when he saw Xu Xiaoyu's old hair soaring.

"A masked man who can set off fireballs?"

Long Indifferent's heart moved, he snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said, "Long Zi, Long Qing, you two come with me." I'd like to see if it's the kid wearing the mask!"

"Yes. ”

Long Zi and Long Qing glanced at each other and immediately replied.

Long Qing looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he always had nothing to do on his face, as if he was a swinger brother, and when he heard that he was going to find the masked man, he immediately became a little excited.

And Long Zi on the side frowned at this time. He was caught by Ye Feng with a dragon claw hand in the air, and he knew that the masked man was very strong and had a good talent, and most of Long Wan'er had already identified the other party......

Pity.

Long Zi looked at Long Indifferent's back and shook his head secretly, thinking that the head of the family was still too narrow-minded.

The last time he came to the East China Sea, he talked to Long Moran about this matter, but Long Moran said that no matter what kind of talent the masked man had, he didn't want to be his son-in-law, there was only one reason, and that was related to Ye Feng.

Twenty years ago, Long Moran will never forget it for the rest of his life!

"Since that kid is on the cliff, that girl must be there, so watch out and get both of them back. ”

The dragon gave an indifferent order, turned around and walked out of the small fishing village with a cold expression, and the quaint sword scabbard hanging from his waist attracted attention.

Long Zi and Long Qing followed, and in front of the three of them were Xu Xiaoyu, the "Southern Dou Divine Fist" who took the lead in taking action, and a large number of more than a dozen disciples of the Divine Fist Sect.

Long Moran was not afraid of confronting Xu Xiaoyu at all, in his opinion, only he was qualified to judge the masked man when he found it later. As for the Divine Fist, step aside.

Although Long Moran has only been cultivating for less than sixty years, due to his extraordinary talent, he has cultivated the Fenghua Xueyue Sword Technique to the third level of the world, even against Xu Xiaoyu, who has cultivated for eighty years, it is not false at all.

This is one of the three major forces, the strength and domineering of the head of the Long family!

Two groups of people began to rush to the seaside cliff five kilometers away, and some other martial arts people in the small fishing village also cheered up when they saw this, and followed one by one.

They wanted to follow the excitement, but they were afraid of being affected by the fish in the pond, so they were far away, just hanging far behind.

Lang tide surging beach, gloomy sky, accompanied by several waves of martial arts people all the way forward, constitute a particularly classical picture.

......

Five minutes passed.

Ye Feng still hugged Long Wan'er, calmly waiting for an opportunity, and then jumped into the sea and left.

The submission that Li Feng wanted to see did not emerge from the faces of the three of them, which made him secretly unhappy in his heart. Of course, as one of the executive captains of the National Security Bureau, he still has this patience, leisurely pushed the gold-rimmed glasses and continued to wait.

Behind the towering cliffs is the vast East China Sea, where waves crash like thousands of piles of snow, eroding the rock walls into smooth waves.

The wind in the distance became more and more violent, accompanied by layers of dark clouds, and struck rapidly.

The storm is coming.

A few seabirds, occasionally seen in the sky, fled in panic and soon flew into the woods on the shore and disappeared. Lightning began to appear from the distant sky, and it seemed that it would not be long before it swept in.

The corners of Ye Feng's clothes were blown up by the cold sea breeze, and the leaves flew away, looking particularly gloomy.

"What should I do?"

Long Wan'er leaned next to Ye Feng, and there was no expression on her face wearing a white mask, but from this soft question, she could feel a little nervous in her heart.

Li Feng, this name is really thunderous in the rivers and lakes.

Even if he didn't commit anything, if the people in the martial arts fell into his hands, there would be absolutely no good fruit to eat. Just like their current situation, not only will the mask definitely be removed, but the two secret books of the Hidden Immortal Sect will definitely not be kept.

As for the revolt?

In the face of the NSA, few people dared to resist. Anyone who kills a NSA will be sentenced to death under special regulations, and even if he escapes, he will become a nationally wanted criminal.

For example, the Whirlwind Axe, the Soul Chaser, and other wanted criminals were all like this, and it was quite miserable at that time.

Long Wan'er didn't want to have no room to survive in China in the future.

"Rest assured. ”

Ye Feng whispered, and suddenly frowned, his consciousness spread far away, and he found that a group of people were running quickly from the east.

A large group of people in the martial arts!

"God Fist?"

Ye Feng soon discovered that the one who was the leader turned out to be the white-bearded old man who had met in Changbai Mountain and was still sneering at Long indifferently at that time.

He immediately knew that the Dao was not good, and he didn't expect that Na Luo Feng was running very fast, and at this time, he had already called the people from the Divine Fist Sect five kilometers away.

Immediately behind the white-bearded old man and his group of disciples of the Divine Fist Sect was the figure who made Ye Feng's heartbeat accelerate suddenly, Long Indifference, who was wearing an ancient sword scabbard and had an indifferent face!

"Your dad is here. ”

Ye Feng whispered to Long Xuan'er.

"What?"

Long Wan'er immediately became more nervous, Long Mo came here, if they were caught......

Nanfang stood beside the two of them, his expression was solemn, he was also thinking about countermeasures, but after thinking about it, he didn't have anything to say when he met Li Feng, a radical in the National Security Bureau.

At this moment, the members of the National Security Bureau, who surrounded the three of them, also discovered the Divine Fist Gate and the Long family who rushed over.

Li Feng held on to his gold-rimmed glasses, turned his head sideways and saw a white-bearded old man, leading more than a dozen people to rush over, and immediately shouted coldly: "The National Security Bureau is doing business, and the idle people are waiting to evacuate as soon as possible!"

The originally leisurely atmosphere immediately became tense!

"Good opportunity. ”

Ye Feng didn't hesitate at all, turned around, pushed Nan Nan on top of him, pushed him out of the cliff hard, and fell down.

The people from the National Security Bureau reacted immediately, but before they could make a move, Ye Feng followed closely behind, jumped out with Long Wan'er in his arms, and three figures fell from the towering cliff one after another.

Under the cliff, there is the surging Lang waves, and the lightning storm on the horizon is getting closer and closer!