C48 Fang Bixuans anger (1/2)

The twenty odd strong men gathered slowly, one of them coldly shouted, the blade in his hand hacked down fiercely, straight at Dong Wen Feng's arm.

When the flat-headed man saw this scene, the corner of his mouth curled up into a cruel smile.

So what if he was the master of the Dong Clan? He was still stepped on! With the Fang Shao supporting him, Luo Chuan City would sooner or later become the territory of his Hong clan!

However, in the next moment, everyone was stunned.

The blade was held in the middle by Dong Wen Feng with two fingers, stopped in mid air.

”Good boy, so you have some skill!” The big sized man laughed sinisterly, he aimed at the lower half of Dong Wen Feng's body and kicked.

The sturdy man's right leg had just been kicked out, but Dong Wen Feng's whip kick had landed on his knee. With a ”kacha” sound, the big sized man screamed and fell on the ground.

Dong Wen Feng was extremely strong, even the bones in his knees were exposed, making him look extremely miserable.

When everyone saw this scene, they sucked in a breath of cold air. At the same time, a wave of anger rose up.

In their line of work, they had to rely on being able to fight so that they could have the opportunity to gain the upper hand. Now that one of the big man's legs was crippled, it was even worse than killing him.

”Kill this kid and avenge me!” A large man roared in anger and rushed forward first. Following that, more than twenty large men rushed forward from different angles.

Looking at all the blades coming at him from all directions, Dong Wen Feng's mouth formed a sneer. His legs paused, and his body started moving!

With a side kick, he drew an arc in the air. Five or six men let out a groan as their bodies flew backwards.

Just then, a gust of wind came from his back, Dong Wen Feng dodged to the side, and avoided the attack. Then, as though he had eyes on his back, he looked behind him and elbowed his back, only to see a man behind him crying out in pain, his hands covering his face, his body slowly collapsing to the ground.

Dong Wen Feng's every part of his body became a means of attack, holding swords, elbow strikes, leg whips, side kicks, miserable screams sounded out from time to time, and in a blink of an eye, over twenty people laid on the ground while wailing in pain.

Gulp!

The flat-headed man's throat moved and a wave of cold air rushed from the bottom of his feet to his forehead. Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.

This guy was simply a humanoid weapon!

The flat-headed man had roamed the martial arts world for decades. He naturally had good eyes. He knew that the man in front of him was not someone he could mess with!

Just then, Dong Wen Feng's gaze turned over, scaring the bald man so much that his legs started trembling, and he almost kneeled down.

”Dong …” Mr. Dong, you … ” For a moment, the man didn't know how to explain himself. He was so anxious that he almost cried. The arrogance he had just now was completely gone.

”You said just now, you want me to cripple both my arms and legs?!”

Dong Wen Feng's words contained a tinge of coldness, the man was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He wanted to slap himself twice, why was he so arrogant just now!

”Mr. Dong, I was asked by someone else to come. It was all Fang Bixuan himself, he ordered me to come over! A debt can be owed by its owner! ” The flat-headed man pushed the responsibility away.

”I will definitely not let Fang Bixuan go, but now, settle the score between us first.” Dong Wen Feng slowly walked towards the flat-headed man.