Chapter 1229 (1/2)
”What if I have to question!” Shen Feng stared at the elder and said coldly.
The elder has a high status in the throwing dagger sect, and everyone respects him.
Even people in the Jianghu gave him seven or eight points of face. Today, he was scolded by a younger generation, and he was still in the sect. He immediately felt very ashamed.
”It depends on whether you have that ability!”
With that, he took a palm with one hand and hit it out of thin air. A spirit came directly in front of Shen Feng.
”Be careful!” Li Yuzhou looked at the elder and shouted to Shen Feng.
In addition to the sect leader, the elder is the strongest. Even if Shen Feng has good strength, he is still very worried about the elder Li Yuzhou.
However, his worry was superfluous. A trace of evil spirit appeared in Shen Feng's eyes and whispered, ”get out!”
The voice fell, and the evil Qi in the body burst out in an instant, meeting the Qi strength of the elder.
”Bang!”
The Qi force just came to Shen Feng's body and was scattered by the evil spirit!
Surprise!
The two disciples nearby looked at Shen Feng's roar and broke the elder's attack, which made them tremble, and this low drink made their eardrums ache.
”No wonder you are arrogant here!” The elder narrowed his eyes, which showed a sinister color.
”Brush!”
His wrist shook, a flying knife slipped out of his cuff and held it in his hand.
The sharp edge of the throwing knife was cold, and it came directly into the air and flew to Shen Feng's face door.
A layer of powerful internal Qi lingers on this flying knife. Although Li Yuzhou is a genius, he still can't compare with this flying knife!
A golden awn appeared in Shen Feng's eyes. The power of the magic bone in his right hand was released. The whole arm was surrounded by evil Qi and turned into a magic claw!
”Soul eating claw!” Shen Feng whispered and grabbed the Throwing Knife with his bare hands.
The elder watched Shen Feng grasp it with his hand, and a sneer came up at the corners of his mouth. His throwing knife even masters such as Feihong didn't dare to grasp it rashly.
But the sneer immediately froze on his face
The tip of the Throwing Knife hit the evil spirit on the claw, and a layer of air wave burst out. Before the air wave dispersed, Shen Feng grabbed it hard and grabbed it directly in his hand.
”What!”
The elder opened his eyes. He didn't expect that Shen Feng really caught it with his hand!
In terms of strength, Shen Feng is not as good as Lord Feihong, but Lord Feihong has excellent swordsmanship and uses a sword.
Shen Feng's physical strength and evil Qi formation can be said to be no worse than Feihong sect leader.
The two disciples lost their chin and could catch the elder's throwing knife with their bare hands. They didn't even hear it.
”The knife is pretty good, but it's a little dull.” Shen Feng drank coldly.
With that, he grasped the Throwing Knife hard in his hand, like a ball of paper.
If they come without being rude, they will go straight to their own head. He must return it!
”Give it back to you!” Shen Feng threw the ball with one hand, and the ball broke through the air and flew to the big elder's face.
”No!” The elder looked at the ball flying quickly, with a trace of panic in his eyes, and suddenly turned sideways to dodge.
The ball rubbed his ear, and the wind made his ears ache.
”Bang!”
The ball directly hit the wall behind the elder and disappeared into the wall.