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Section 40 Long Nanfeng makes a move

Uncle Feng was stunned and said with some confusion: "Miss, he is just a waste, do you need to pay attention to him?" Uncle Feng knew that once the lady asked for someone's detailed information, it meant that she was going to the police.

Got this person.

"Trash?" A strange smile appeared on the young lady's face, she looked at Uncle Feng and said: "Uncle Feng, although Huang Dapeng is not very good, he is also a five-star martial artist, and just now, Long Feitian only used one move

Just knock him down, do you think he is still a waste?"

"This..." Uncle Feng was stunned for a moment, thought about what happened just now, his expression changed slightly, and said: "When Miss Jing mentioned it like this, I also feel strange, how could Long Feitian defeat Huang Dapeng so easily?

Could it be said that his strength is higher than Huang Dapeng?"

"It's not above, but much higher." The lady's face straightened and she said: "Uncle Feng, think about it, a fifteen-year-old genius who may already be a warrior, why do others keep calling him a waste, but he

But you never refuted it?"

"Obviously, he deliberately hides his strength." Uncle Feng said solemnly: "This kid has such a deep scheming mind."

"Indeed." The young lady nodded and said, "Isn't such a young man who can endure humiliation and heavy burdens worthy of our attention?"

"I understand." Uncle Feng nodded and said, "I will collect information about him now."

After Long Feitian left Yun's Trading Company, he did not return to the Long family, but headed outside the city. After these days of sparring with Long Wu, his actual combat experience has improved a lot.

It's a pity that the power of Ba Long Fist is too great to be practiced at home. You must know that Long Feitian once tried to practice the second move of Ba Dragon Fist, Flying Dragon in the Sky, at the Longjia martial arts field. However, with one punch, the martial arts field was destroyed.

A third of it was destroyed, and the huge movement caused the surrounding mountains to shake for a while, which made him no longer dare to practice at home.

As soon as he left the city gate, Long Feitian was like a stream of light, flying towards the distance.

After a while, he came to a secluded place, and just as he was about to start practicing, a cold voice with a strong murderous intent came over: "Little beast, Miao Fengyi protected you last time, but I won't protect you this time."

Let’s see who will protect you.”

As the voice fell, a figure shot over quickly, and in a blink of an eye, an old figure appeared in front of Long Feitian. This person was none other than Fourth Elder Long Nanfeng.

Looking at Long Nanfeng's gloomy face and the sharp sword he was holding tightly, Long Feitian was shuddered and secretly thought that it was not good. He didn't expect that as soon as he came out, Long Nanfeng followed him, and he actually came to kill him.

If Long Xingcheng comes to kill him, Long Feitian can still think of it. After all, he has caused him a lot of trouble and embarrassed him since he came. Moreover, in order to compete for the position of the head of the family, he must also

Will kill himself.

But the grievance between Long Nanfeng and himself was not very big. It could be said that it was just a small matter that was not too big. However, I didn't expect that he would actually kill me.

"You want to kill me?" Suppressing the anger in his heart, Long Feitian looked at Long Nanfeng and asked coldly.

"good."

"Why?"

"You humiliate me first and then hurt my grandson. Isn't that enough to kill you?" Long Nanfeng sneered.

Hearing this, the anger in Long Feitian's heart could no longer be suppressed. He never thought that Long Nanfeng wanted to kill him just for such a trivial matter. You must know that the first time in his courtyard was caused by his people.

Yes, and because of his obstruction, Long Yilin ran away. To be angry, it should be him, the genius of Long Fei.

As for the second conflict with Long Leiyang, it was even simpler. It was completely picked by Long Lixin, and he did not take action with all his strength at that time. Although Long Leiyang was injured, the injury was not serious. It can take a few days of rest at most to recover.

"Since you want to kill me, then come on. I want to see if you have the ability." Long Feitian knew that Long Nanfeng would not let him go today, so he didn't bother to say anything more. He raised his fighting spirit and did it. Good preparation.

"I am not a bully. If you can block my three swords, I will spare your life today." Long Nanfeng sneered, flashed the sharp sword in his hand, and stabbed Long Feitian.

Long Feitian sneered in his heart, Long Nanfeng was a master of martial arts, and his strength was dozens of levels different from Long Feitian's. One move would definitely be an instant kill, and it would take three moves, but he was still here, pretending not to bully the weak. .

Seeing Long Nanfeng's sharp sword coming to his eyes in the blink of an eye like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, Long Feitian's pupils shrank and he suddenly let out a loud roar.

"The dragon fights in the wild."

The iron fist was swung out, and the majestic fighting energy condensed into a divine dragon, roaring with anger, flashing out from the fist.

Looking at the dragon shadow shooting towards him, Long Nanfeng's pupils shrank, and a sneer flashed across his face, "I accidentally got into your trap last time, but you still want to come this time. You don't know how to live or die."

As he spoke, Long Nanfeng swung the sharp sword in his hand, bringing up a fierce sword and attacking Long Ying.

"Boom boom boom..."

With a series of roars, those swordsmen continued to attack the dragon shadow. Each blow would make the dragon shadow become lighter. Although it was very small, under the bombardment of countless swordsmen, the dragon shadow quickly became lighter. It became translucent and its body shape shrank by a small amount.

"As expected." Seeing that all the sword blows he fired were defeated by Long Ying, but Long Ying was still there, Long Nanfeng couldn't help but change his face slightly, let out a low roar, and struck out with the sharp sword again.

"Limen Sword."

The sword shadow flashed past, bringing up a long sword, like a shooting star, striking hard at the dragon shadow.

"boom……"

With a thunderous roar, the dragon shadow was completely split apart, but Long Nanfeng's Jian Mang continued to shoot forward.

"No..." Long Feitian exclaimed, but unfortunately it was too late. Jian Mang flashed in front of his eyes, and the sword Mang had already hit Long Feitian's chest hard, making him feel like he was kicked away. It was like a stone, flying backwards.

"boom."

The ground trembled, and Long Feitian fell hard to the ground, smashing a figure out of the ground. After Long Feitian twitched twice, there was no more movement.

In the Huang Mansion in Gaoyang City, Huang Dapeng, who was injured by Long Feitian, was crying in front of a man with a strong build, a round face, and a faint majesty on his body. At first glance, he seemed to have been in a high position for a long time. This man was exactly Huang Liming, the head of the Huang family.

After listening to Huang Dapeng's cry, Huang Liming's face was as gloomy as water. After a long while, he frowned and asked doubtfully: "Did you read that right? The person who hurt you is really that good-for-nothing from the Long family?"

"It's absolutely unmistakable. He must be that loser from the Long family. He was buying jewelry at the time." Huang Dapeng cried like a wronged child: "Father, you must avenge your child!"


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