After hearing what Nangong Ji said, Xiao Feng was energetic: "The old guy still has such a brilliant history."

"Of course, after Old Man Jing lost 17 masters in a row, he threatened that the village Dao Tianzheng and the other two came out to fight..." Nangong Ji nodded.

"Then what, have Village Daotianzheng and the others come out?" Xiao Feng couldn't wait to ask.

Nangong Ji shook his head: "No, the three of them chose to be turtles with their heads, and none of them responded to the challenge."

"Damn, is it a man so unparalleled?" Xiao Feng cursed: "Old guy, why didn't you come to the door?"

"If I could find them, would I be able to stay in the village of Daotianzheng until today?" Mr. Jing said angrily.

"Uh." Xiao Feng smiled awkwardly: "It seems that you are a perfect match for destroying the village.

"The main reason is that Old Man Jing killed a master back then. You should know that master is as famous as Village Dao Tianzheng and others, and it is also an undefeated legend. Otherwise, do you think they wouldn't pop up?" Nangong Ji explained.

Xiao Feng suddenly realized: "No wonder, the Japanese are so kind. If you are weak, they will be strong. If you are strong, they will be cowardly. They are purely a servant."

"hehe……"

"Old guy, tell me how arrogant you are in Japan." Xiao Feng asked with interest.

"What's there to say? Originally I was going to chase someone, and he defected to a famous martial arts school in Japan." Seeing that Xiao Feng was so interested, Jing Lao did not hide it: "I came to the door and asked them to hand over that person, and then they whispered to me, and they also said that Chinese Kung Fu was passed down from Japan. In anger, I held a long sword in my hand and killed three in and three out, and that school was destroyed by me..."

"Damn, old guy, you are so awesome." Xiao Fengguang felt excited when he thought about the situation. He had a long sword and angrily drank blood. Who can test the edge?

"After I kill that person, I'm fine anyway. Thinking of the fact that the Japanese martial arts people have always looked down on our ancient Chinese martial arts, I started to challenge them one after another without losing."

"Idol, you are really my idol." Xiao Feng gave a thumbs up, grandma, although he has always been arrogant, compared to Mr. Jing, it is really a witch.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. You will be young and energetic. Now, I am too lazy to argue with ordinary clowns." Old Jing said lightly.

"Okay, old guy, I'll see how you abuse the clown tonight. Also, don't rob me. Noda Yanzhen is mine, grandma's. I let him go last time and I didn't sleep well when I went home."

"Can your body work?"

“Required.”

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Half an hour later, I arrived at the villa where Noda Yanzaki was hiding. It was surrounded by layers of layers, and there was also a group of people who rushed to the other Japanese and ninjas to hide.

"If you do something, you will kill someone who resists." At this point, Han Chuang gave the order directly without saying a word of nonsense.

"Yes." The soldiers with real guns and live ammunition began to rush in, and soon a fierce battle broke out. The gunshots rang out like beans, and the injured were carried out by their comrades from time to time.

"Old guy, are you sure that Village Dao Tianzheng is hiding here?" Xiao Feng leaned against the car and asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Yes." Old Jing nodded: "When the periphery is over, you can go in with me."

"good."

After about ten minutes, the gunfire gradually weakened, and dozens of black shadows rushed out of the villa, which was extremely fast and did not give anyone time to react.

"Chasing." A glimmer of light appeared in Old Jing's eyes, locked in one direction, and chased him out.

"My grass." Xiao Feng didn't think about it, followed Mr. Jing and began to chase the dark alley.

Nangong Ji was faster than Xiao Feng, but in order to take care of him, he deliberately slowed down: "Mura Dao Tianzheng and Noda Yanzhen are both in front."

"Grandma, don't let them run away." Xiao Feng blessed the second level of power, and his speed increased sharply again, but the distance with Mr. Jing was still getting farther and farther.

"Boy, just wait a little bit. I'll help you stop Noda Yanzhen first." After Nangong Ji finished speaking, the wind was rising under his feet and soon threw Xiao Feng behind him.

"I...grass." Xiao Feng looked at Nangong Ji's figure getting farther and farther away, and was hit hard. How fast did they all go so fast?

Because of the injury, although Xiao Feng was depressed, he had no choice but to run at a relatively stable speed...

In front, Mr. Jing was extremely fast under the night sky, and even difficult to find with his naked eyes. He quickly surpassed Noda Yanzhen. After all, this old boy was injured and could not run fast.

"Stay." Old Jing didn't stop and punched Noda Yanzhen casually. The latter was shocked and didn't care whether it was ugly or not. He rolled on the ground, scaring him into a cold sweat.

Mr. Jing didn't even want to hurt Noda Yanzhen, but just forced him to stop, and then his speed did not decrease, chasing the village Dao Tianzheng in front of him.

"Hehe, that boy Afeng is waiting for you." Nangong Ji stopped Noda Yanzhen and shouted to the back: "Boy, run quickly."

"Damn, here we are here." Xiao Feng rushed up and looked at Noda Yanzhen: "Yeah, we're meeting again."

"Xiao Feng." Noda Yanzhen looked at Xiao Feng, looked at him with bandages wrapped around his body, and sneered: "It seems that you are not very good either."

"I torture you to death with one hand and one foot." Xiao Feng mocked him. He could stab Noda Yanzhen in the butt with one knife, let alone him now.

"Baga." Noda Yanzhen was furious, and her short body arched slightly, and a strange-shaped blade appeared in her hand.

"You, sister." Xiao Feng was not polite either. He turned his hand and showed off the dark dragon-patterned dagger. Anyway, he didn't plan to let Noda Yanzhen leave alive today, and he was not afraid that he would know his identity as A.

Noda Yanzhen's eyes touched the dragon pattern dagger, and her heart was shocked, and then she widened her eyes: "You, you are A Spades."

"Haha, that's right, it's a pity that you know too late." Xiao Feng sneered and rushed towards Noda Yanzhen.

Noda Yanzhen roared and rushed towards Xiao Feng: "A, I will kill you tonight."

"Is that right?" Because of the injury, Xiao Feng could not fight for a long time. He came up with the fourth level of force and caught Noda Yanzhen off guard and knocked him out.

"Yanta Noda, your butt doesn't hurt anymore, right?" Xiao Feng smiled grimly, and the dragon pattern dagger stabbed into Noda Yanzhen's butt again, and opened a hole directly.

"Ah." Noda Yanzhen let out a cry of pain, and her heart was full of shock. Why did Xiao Feng become so powerful? Although he was caught off guard, the difference should have been not big, but now he has no power to fight back.

"I just said that you can torture you with one hand and one foot." Although Xiao Feng is not above the human weapon, the fourth level of force explodes and is absolutely invincible at the same level.

"I'm careless."

"Even if you are not careless, you are not the opponent." Xiao Feng was a little proud. Grandma, if you have strong strength, that's awesome.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense. Old man Jing has stopped the village Dao Tianzheng. You don't want to watch the fun anymore." Nangong Ji threw down a sentence and disappeared from the spot.

"My grass, I'll deal with him immediately." Xiao Feng became anxious, turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards Noda Yanzhen.

Noda Yanzhen felt very frustrated. He was a master in Japan and had few opponents, but now he was regarded as a prey here, and he was also the kind of prey that could be handled casually.

"Yanta Noda, you take a step first. When I go to Japan another day, I will definitely pull out the Dari Tenghui." After Xiao Feng said that, the dragon-patterned dagger cut open Noda Yanzhen's throat, and then he did not stop and chased Nangong Ji.

In the distance, Mr. Jing had already stopped the village sword Tianzheng. The two of them were dozens of meters apart and looked at each other. No one was in a hurry to take action. The two of them could be said to represent the peak of the ancient Chinese martial arts and Japanese martial arts. Tonight's duel was not just a duel between the two.

"Who are you?" Cun Daotian stared at Old Jing, but his heart was not calm. He was good at speed, but the other party could catch up with him.

"You are not qualified to ask." Old Jing spoke lightly.

"Is that true?" Village Daotianzheng was angry. As the founder of Yidao and the extreme martial arts realm, he has a respectable status in Japan, so who dares to talk to him like this?

"Isn't it?" Mr. Jing asked back. He was delaying time and waiting for Xiao Feng to come.

"Since that's the case, I'll kill you." Cun Daotianzheng was violent and could not withstand the repeated contempt and even ignorance of Mr. Jing. He showed off a slender knife.

"etc."

"You're scared."

"No, my grandson wants to see how I kill you. When he comes, I will kill you again." Old Jing's tone was as calm as before.

"Baga." Murakami Tianzheng was furious. He treated himself as something. "No matter who you are, you must die tonight."

"Wait a little longer, it's not a matter of one or two minutes." After saying that, Mr. Jing turned around and saw why he hadn't come yet.

Village Dao Tianzheng also took advantage of the moment when Mr. Jing turned his head and roared, and the slender blade moved out like a poisonous snake, stabbing towards Mr. Jing's heart.

Old Jing shook his feet slightly, avoiding such a sharp knife, and took two steps back: "They will arrive soon."

"Baga." Village Daotian used his second sword, which was less powerful than the previous one, more agility, and faster and weirder.

"Damn, why did I start fighting without waiting?" Xiao Feng started to arrange it from a distance, not knowing whether he had missed any exciting things.

Old Jing looked at Xiao Feng from far to near, and a trace of arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then his eyes became cold, and his whole aura changed. A powerful force accompanied by a strong fighting spirit enveloped the village sword Tianzheng.

Village Daotian's face changed, his figure suddenly retreated, his slender blade protected his chest, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

"Decades ago, you didn't even have the courage to fight with me. Decades later, you didn't even have the qualifications to know who I am." Old Jing's tone was plain, but he was full of domineering.
Chapter completed!