How could Qiao Kexin wait for death? She pushed open the car door on the other side of the back row and pulled Chen Qian out, and the two of them ran away desperately.

Old Feng held a half-cut knife in his hand and rushed over with a quick glance, just about to catch Qiao Kexin and Shen Qian.

At this moment, the sound of the car horn sounded.

A taxi rushed over, and Qiao Kexin and Shen Qian quickly moved away from both sides. From the corner of their eyes, they saw that it was Luo Baisheng who drove the taxi.

Mr. Feng was still in the middle of the road and had no intention of getting out of the way. Luo Baisheng stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and directly hit him.

Bang!

Old Feng slapped the front of the car with a palm, and the hood of the taxi was sunk, and the cement floor under his feet was cracked.

The taxi was forced to stop, and the rear of the car was lifted due to inertia, and then it hit the ground hard.

Luo Baisheng smashed the windshield with a punch, got out of the car directly from the front, and smashed his mighty fist at Old Feng's head.

Mr. Feng soon noticed Luo Baisheng's aura and knew that the other party was a martial master, so he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he used all his strength to collide with him.

The fists and palms were slammed together, making an empty sound.

Luo Baisheng's figure was so shocked that he flipped back and then landed on the roof of the taxi.

Old Feng took two steps back, and changed the half-cut knife from left hand to right hand, looked up at Luo Baisheng, his eyes full of contempt.

"It's really interesting that a martial master came, but judging from your breath, you should have only been breaking through for a while, right?"

Luo Baisheng looked solemn and did not answer the other party's question. He only reminded Qiao Kexin next to him: "Madam, go first, leave here for me."

Qiao Kexin looked gloomy: "Lu Feng...Lu Feng..."

She saw Mr. Feng stab Lu Feng twice. Although she didn't know Lu Feng's current situation, it could be imagined that there would be more and more dangers.

Luo Baisheng stood on the roof of the car with a black package on his back and also noticed Lu Feng lying in a pool of blood in the distance.

When his eyes fell on Mr. Feng again, there was a layer of anger in his eyes.

"Madam, this enemy is very strong, you'd better leave first. Even if I fight for this life, I won't let him hurt you!"

Qiao Kexin nodded silently, turned around and left the place quickly with Shen Qian. At the same time, she took out her cell phone and dialed Lin Hao's phone number.

She knew that Lin Hao was not in the provincial capital now and went to Hongling City hundreds of kilometers away. However, such a big thing happened, I am afraid that only he could come back can handle it.

Although Mr. Feng really wanted to intercept Qiao Kexin, he was stared at by a martial master. If he didn't solve the other party first, it wouldn't be so easy to get out.

Fortunately, the other party is only a primary martial arts master, and his intermediate martial arts master's cultivation is one level stronger than the other party, so it is not difficult to solve the other party.

As long as you fight quickly, you will still have a chance to catch up with Qiao Kexin.

He looked at Luo Baisheng with a joke and sneered: "I didn't expect you to know yourself. Since you know that my strength is stronger than you, don't waste your life in vain. Let it go aside immediately, otherwise I will kill you."

Luo Baisheng looked at Mr. Feng with cold eyes: "The realm does not mean strength. Although your cultivation is a little higher than mine, you may not be my opponent!"

After saying that, he waved his fist again, jumped down from the roof of the car, and dived towards Mr. Feng at an extremely fast speed. The skin on his arms turned bronze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is Luo Baisheng's special skill, and it is also the Vajra Arhat Fist he has practiced since he was a teenager.

Mr. Feng's brow suddenly frowned.

As if he noticed that Luo Baisheng's boxing technique was extraordinary, he quickly swung the half-cut knife, gathered all his true energy, and slashed towards Luo Baisheng's fist.

The knife, although it is a broken knife.

However, in the hands of the intermediate martial master, he can still exert unimaginable power.

Although Luo Baisheng's Vajra Arhat Fist is not weak, he is not so stupid that he will fight the blade head-on.

His toes were a little on the front of the car, and his body immediately tilted to the right, avoiding the sharp blade, and at the same time, he swung his fist to hit Old Feng's chest.

Mr. Feng waved his sword to block it, and Luo Baisheng's fist hit the knife.

If metal and stone collide, the knife surface is slightly bent.

Mr. Feng took the opportunity to slap a palm and bumped into Luo Baisheng's other fist. Luo Baisheng was shocked again and flew backwards, and took seven or eight steps to stabilize his body.

Mr. Feng only took three steps back, which shows the difference in the cultivation strength of the two.

Seeing Qiao Kexin and Shen Qian gradually disappearing into the distance, Mr. Feng's expression became even colder.

His eyes stared at Luo Paisheng and gritted his teeth and said, "Today, I will kill a martial master!"

As the sound fell, Mr. Feng's body moved quickly. When he was only four or five meters away from Luo Baisheng, he suddenly jumped up and held a knife in both hands and slashed at Luo Baisheng.

He plans to end Luo Baisheng's life with all his strength and completely resolve the battle.

Luo Paisheng had long felt the strong aura of Mr. Feng. When Mr. Feng's footsteps began to move, he quickly untied the burden on his back.

He pulled the rope and pulled it, and the iron whip in the bag was whirled and threw it into the air. Luo Baisheng raised his right hand and held the handle of the iron whip steadily.

At the same time, the black cloth wrapped in an iron whip was pinched into a ball and threw it at Mr. Feng who was jumping down from the air.

Mr. Feng's sword spiked the black cloth in half, and its power was not diminished at all. Luo Baisheng raised his whip to meet him, and the iron whip and the broken slashed together.

when!

The thunderous sound is deafening!

In an instant, lightning seemed to flash on the iron whip, and the broken knife, which was already half left, was broken inch by shock.

The bursting breath was like countless sharp blades, forcing Mr. Feng to roll back. His face was pale when he landed on the ground. The tiger's mouth, which had long been cracked, was torn a wound again, and blood stained the back of his hand.

This scene surprised Luo Baisheng and said in his heart: "He Xiangdong really has a treasure!"

Before, he just thought the iron whip was just outrageously heavy and did not find anything special.

Lin Hao gave him the iron whip and taught him a few whip techniques. He just thought that Mr. Lin wanted to use this 72-pound iron whip to train his strength and help him improve his cultivation.

I never expected that if I really exerted it, I could exert such great power!

Mr. Feng was also shocked. All his attention was attracted by the iron whip in Luo Baisheng's hand. At this time, he had forgotten that his task was to catch Qiao Kexin.

He could feel that the iron whip in Luo Paisheng's hand was not an ordinary product. In the attack just now, most of the strength that Luo Paisheng burst out from the iron whip in his hand.

"You are just a junior martial master. How could you have such strong strength? You must be the weapon in your hand. What exactly is this?"

Seeing that Luo Baisheng did not answer, Mr. Feng continued, "Give me this iron whip, I will spare you!"

In Luo Paisheng's opinion, Mr. Feng was simply arrogant.

With the iron whip in hand, I can already fight against the intermediate martial masters and even have the possibility of counterattacking. How could I hand over the iron whip to the other party?

"Either get out or die!" Luo Baisheng said coldly.

If he was not sure about solving Mr. Feng in a short time and was worried about Lu Feng's situation, he might need timely treatment, and he would definitely fight Mr. Feng.

However, Lu Feng's life and death are unknown now, Qiao Kexin and Yueyue need someone to protect him, so Luo Baisheng hopes that Mr. Feng will leave by himself because he is afraid of the power of the iron whip.

But Mr. Feng was like a possessive person, staring at the iron whip in Luo Baisheng's hand, as if he couldn't take his eyes off when he saw a beautiful woman.

He wanted to get the iron whip so much, and had already decided that the iron whip was a treasure.

At this moment, a black car slowly drove in.

There were two old men sitting in the car, one was Fu Qingming, the head of the Fu family, and the other was Meng Tiandao, a master of Kyoto alchemy.

Because they had not received Mr. Feng's report for a long time, they were worried and asked the driver to drive over to check it out. They happened to encounter the scene of Mr. Feng and Baisheng Luo.

Both of them were very disappointed when they did not see Qiao Kexin.
Chapter completed!