"Hahaha...boy, you are the first young man to make me serious."
"I'm going to teach you a lesson today, what is the meaning of there being a sky outside the sky?"
Tie Shanqiu made a gesture, and he waved his arms, and the two arms threw out a series of afterimages.
"Um?"
Xiao Feng frowned, what kind of boxing technique was this? He had never seen it before.
"Boy, watch carefully."
Tie Shanqiu shouted loudly, he stepped forward and rushed straight towards Xiao Feng, his speed was as fast as a gust of wind.
‘Papa…’
This old man punched one after another, and every time he attacked, he could bring out an afterimage.
The wind of fists and palms roared, and Xiao Feng was forced to retreat.
On the contrary, the old guy hit harder and harder, and his speed became faster and faster.
"Look at the move, Qianying Fist."
Tie Shanqiu's body flashed, and he hit Xiao Feng's arm with a palm first, and then followed it up with a fist and struck again.
'boom!'
There was a muffled sound, and Xiao Feng took four or five steps back.
"Go to hell!"
Iron Fan Qiu jumped up and punched down suddenly.
He took advantage of the victory and pursued it, but before Xiao Feng could stand firm, his fist had already arrived.
Xiao Feng swung out his fist, and it was a head-on collision.
There was a loud bang, and the moment the true airflow from both sides exploded, Iron Fan Qiu flew directly backwards.
He fell heavily to the ground and dragged the ground back a few meters before stopping.
"What? My arm..."
I saw that Tie Shanqiu's right arm was dripping with blood and had been severely deformed, with the bones protruding from the flesh.
His face twisted in pain, and he cursed angrily: "You little bastard, how dare you break my arm? I'm going to cut you into pieces."
"Save it!"
Xiao Feng laughed and said: "It's all fancy and useless. In the face of absolute power, any moves are superfluous."
Tie Shanqiu also had to admit that the only martial arts in the world was fast. The faster the speed, the stronger the power.
Although his boxing technique is very exquisite, in front of Xiao Feng it is just a trick, and it can be said that it is full of loopholes.
"Xiao, I'm going to be cruel to you today. I'll take note of this bloody incident."
When Tie Shanqiu saw that he was no match, he turned around and ran away.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy."
Xiao Feng rolled over his head, turned around and knocked him to the ground with a kick.
Iron Fan Qiu fell to the ground and was as embarrassed as a dog.
He quickly got up and retreated hastily.
"Don't...don't kill me?"
"Hall Master Xiao, I have also been ordered to come here. We have something to talk about."
"What? Are you scared?"
Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Weren't you very arrogant just now? And you said you wanted to cut me into pieces?"
"I'll give you a chance now. If you can't kill me, I'll cut you into pieces."
"you…"
Tie Shanqiu's face turned green, this was obviously a trick on him.
"Boy, calm down, impulsiveness is the devil."
"I am the honorary president of the Longtan Martial Arts Association. If you kill me, the entire Longtan Martial Arts Association will not let you go."
"As long as you let me go, how about we stay on the same page from now on?"
"Oh, what you said is so scary?"
"What? You are the only one under the Martial Arts League, the Longtan Martial Arts Club? Do you think the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Club doesn't exist?"
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng struck back hard, causing Tieshan Qiu's mouth to be filled with blood.
"Pooh!"
Tie Shanqiu spat out a mouthful of blood and said ferociously: "I have been in the world for decades, and you are the first person who dares to slap me..."
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng slapped him on the face again.
"What? Can't I hit you?"
'Snapped!'
Then the third slap came again.
"You old bastard, I just slapped you in the face, what happened?"
‘Pah pah pah…’
He slapped him a dozen times in a row, and Tie Shanqiu's old face was directly beaten into the shape of a pig's head.
'Poof!'
His knees weakened and he collapsed on the ground.
"Okay, it's time to send you on your way."
"Hahaha... Xiao, you can't kill me."
Suddenly, Tie Shanqiu waved the fan in his hand, and dust was flying all over the sky. It turned out to be glass powder.
Fortunately, Xiao Feng was on guard and covered his eyes with his hands in time.
The old guy kicked Xiao Feng in the chest, jumped up and ran away.
After the glass powder dispersed, Iron Fan Hill had already disappeared without a trace.
"Old man, you can run fast."
Xiao Feng didn't chase him and immediately returned to the villa.
About an hour later, Xiao Feng drove back to his suburban villa.
When he opened the courtyard door and was about to enter the house, he suddenly stopped.
There were actually a few drops of blood on the steps at the door.
He knelt down and took a look. The blood stain had changed color for at least a few days.
He was locked up in the dungeon for seven full days, and he didn't know what happened during this time.
Xiao Feng didn't go through the door, and jumped up to the second floor.
He opened the window and sneaked into the villa quietly from the guest room.
Everything was normal in the house, just when he opened the door to go out.
"do not move!"
Suddenly, a cold broken sword was pressed against his throat.
"Brother Feng?"
The other party was startled and quickly put down the sword in his hand. It turned out to be Bing Ling.
"Xiao Bing?"
Xiao Feng suddenly realized, and then he remembered.
On the second day after arriving in Jinmen, he notified Bing Ling and asked her to bring Mad Dog with him.
"You're back, you're worried about me."
Bing Ling hugged him tightly.
She and Mad Dog have been here for several days. They didn't say they didn't see Xiao Feng, and no one answered their phone calls.
There has been no news for several days. If he doesn't come back, Bing Ling will plan to kill the Martial Alliance.
"sorry that I had you worried."
Xiao Feng patted her back and comforted her.
"As long as you're okay!"
Bing Ling smiled and shook her head, the stone in her heart also fell.
Returning to the sofa in the hall, Bing Ling asked: "Brother Feng, didn't you go to the Martial Alliance? Why did you come back?"
"Yeah! Something happened in the middle, but it was all resolved."
Xiao Feng patted the back of her hand and asked hurriedly: "By the way, what's the matter with the blood stains at the door?"
Bing Ling looked serious: "There was a group of people sneaking into the villa, and I happened to catch one of the women."
"Woman? Where?"
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment.
"I locked her in the basement of the villa, and the mad dog was watching her."
"Take me to see it."
The two immediately went to the basement of the villa, which was the first floor where some unused sundries were piled.
The mad dog was sitting at the door, leaning against the corner and taking a nap.
"Madman, open the door."
Bing Ling shouted, and the mad dog jumped up.
"Mr. Xiao, you are back."
Seeing Xiao Feng, he nodded respectfully, but he was still a little afraid.
Opening the basement door, it was pitch black inside.
After turning on the light, he saw a woman tied up on a chair.
This woman's hair was disheveled, her head drooped, and there were some blood stains on her body.
Xiao Feng walked forward, grabbed the other person's hair, and was stunned when he took a closer look.
She is actually Yang Liuqing's senior sister, the warrior named Tang Xueru.
She is also a member of the Yunfeng Martial Arts Association and a confidant around Dong Shijie.
"Water...give me water quickly..."
Tang Xueru's face was sallow, her lips were dry, and she looked haggard.
Xiao Feng remembered very clearly that this girl was considered a beauty, and she was now at least ten years old.
"What's wrong with her?"
Bing Ling smiled coldly: "I starved her for seven days and only drank two glasses of water."
Xiao Feng was completely convinced. As expected, women are still ruthless.