C51 (1/2)

”Sixth Brother, this guy really doesn't know how to write the word death!” Hu Zi, who was next to the sixth son, sneered.

”The word 'die' doesn't exist in my dictionary. Normally, this word is a gift from me.”

”Hmph, who do you think you are? I'm telling you that your boss is very angry and that you will be torn to pieces by a leopard later.” The three of them slowly approached Ling Feng.

Ling Feng slowly raised his fist and casually threw it.

Hu Zi looked at Ling Feng's soft and weak punch, and could not help but reveal a sinister look on his face. ”This kid, with just this bit of strength, dares to clamor against my Tiger Lord.”

”Bang!”

The two fists collided in the air, emitting a muffled sound that was mixed with the sound of breaking bones.

”AHH!” A scream resounded in the night sky.

Hu Zi held onto his arm, and cried out in pain. After clashing with Ling Feng, his arm was actually shattered, and his ghastly white bones were exposed.

Hu Zi could be said to be his right-hand man, and his strength was even more astonishing, but he was actually able to break the wrist bone with Ling Feng's attack. Just what kind of monster was this fellow.

”Let's attack together.” Liu'zi roared, and slashed towards Ling Feng with his blade.

”Shua!”

Ling Feng leaned his body slightly backwards, his body slanted to an angle of 90 degrees, as he sliced past the blade.

”What a fast movement technique.” Just as Sixie was lamenting, a loud wail came from behind him.

The sixth son turned around, his other companion had already been kicked flying by Ling Feng.

”Fuck, what kind of monster is this?” His two subordinates were both powerful experts, and were even more so powerful in the Xinjin. They had not met any opponents, but today, they were all defeated by Ling Feng in a single move.

The six children's eyes became serious, revealing a ruthless look, the blade in their hands danced together and rushed towards Ling Feng.

”Eight Trigram Blade Technique.” Ling Feng looked at the blade image in his hands and was slightly startled. He did not expect this guy to have such an ancient martial art.

Under Liu Zi's Eight Trigrams Blade Technique, Ling Feng was actually forced to retreat a few steps.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a sneer. This sabre art was passed down from his ancestors and was extremely powerful. Many experts had died under his elusive sabre art.

Ling Feng's body moved agilely like a ghost, dodging left and right under the blade shadows, but under the sharp blades of the six children, he was left at a disadvantage for a moment.

After a dozen or so moves, Ling Feng had some understanding of the Eight Trigram Sword Technique, and regretfully said: ”The Eight Trigrams Blade Technique, although mysterious, it's a pity that you have only grasped the skin.”

What did you say? Under his blade technique, usually no one would be able to withstand ten moves from him. However, even though this Ling Feng seemed to be at a disadvantage, he had never even touched the opponent's clothes before. This made him extremely furious.

”Alright, I've played enough with you. I'll let you experience the true ancient martial arts.” Ling Feng reached out and pulled out the belt on his waist.

”…” The originally soft belt suddenly turned into a long sword.

”Watch carefully.” The moment Ling Feng finished his words, his body actually disappeared before Six-Pointed's eyes as fast as lightning.

When he appeared here, Ling Feng was already by his sixth son's side.

”Shua!” A sword light flashed, and Six-Pointy felt a pain in his right arm, as a bloody mark appeared on his wrist.

”Clang clang!”

The blade in Sachiko's hand fell to the ground.

”Shua shua shua!”

The sword in Ling Feng's hand flew in the air, and Six-son suddenly realized that he was like a log that his opponent was practicing his sword arts on, he could not see through his opponent's sword techniques at all. He wanted to dodge, but the opponent's sword seemed to be everywhere, and he had nowhere to run to.

One wound after another had already dyed Sixie's clothes red.

”Bam!”

Ling Feng kicked out and with a thump, the six of them crashed into the telephone pole and fell down.

The other two looked at Ling Feng in fear. No matter what, they never would have thought that the sixth son, who was known as the number one Quick Blade Master of the Xinjin, would actually be so weak in front of Ling Feng.

Looking at the three people rolling on the ground, Ling Feng snorted and walked towards the Audi car.

”Drive, drive.” Hu San's face was completely pale, he shouted to the driver.

The driver obviously hadn't recovered from the shocking scene, his hands shaking as he desperately pressed on the accelerator, but the car didn't move at all.

”Idiot, I haven't hung up yet.” Hu San shouted.

Just as the driver placed his hand on the rack, he suddenly stopped.