The entire scene in the small fishing village seemed to be frozen in this scene.
Heavy rain poured down like a curtain. A masked man in black clothes, holding a golden sword, stood behind Li Feng whose arm was cut off. But Li Feng opened his mouth wide and the pain of breaking his arm was beyond the endurance of ordinary people.
In front of Li Feng, a young man whose face was burned opened his eyes wide in the heavy rain. At this moment, the emotions in his heart were difficult to calm down and became more and more surging.
Such is the passion of martial arts!
The spilled blood was quickly washed away by the heavy rain, leaving few traces. Ye Feng raised his right hand and placed the golden Qi Sword across Li Feng's neck.
"People from the National Security Bureau, please don't act rashly, otherwise I will chop off his head with a sword. I will do what I say."
Ye Feng said calmly and controlled the broken-arm Li Feng.
The more than 20 members of the National Security Bureau around him immediately entered the highest alert state, but the execution captain was controlled, and none of them dared to make any move.
In the small fishing village, all the martial arts people stood up and began to speak with their hearts in their throats.
Li Feng, a lunatic from the National Security Bureau, actually had his arm cut off. This is a big deal! And this matter is not over yet. If something goes wrong and someone is killed, the whole world will be turned upside down.
"Everyone, surround him!"
Li Feng gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and roared.
The soldiers from the National Security Bureau obeyed the order, immediately formed a circle, raised their firearms, and surrounded Ye Feng and Li Feng in the middle.
"What do you want to do, risk your life?"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and tightened his sword in his hand. Is this Li Feng a madman
"Hehe, hehe..."
Li Feng smiled miserably: "If you have the guts, just... kill me? Even if you kill me, you won't survive, hehehe..."
He raised his other intact arm, apparently wanting to give an order for members of the National Security Bureau to shoot directly, either to capture Ye Feng alive or to kill Ye Feng on the spot.
His hatred for the people in the martial arts world and his arrogance always made him never compromise with the people in the martial arts world!
"Then you go to hell."
Ye Feng's eyes flashed coldly.
He just listened to Long Wan'er before and didn't want to cause chaos in the martial arts world. It wasn't like he didn't dare to kill him. Now solved with one sword, the second level of Shadow Wizard suddenly exploded, enough to take Long Wan'er away from the National Security Bureau's pursuit!
And due to the deception, the National Security Bureau could not find any evidence to prove that this matter was related to Ye Feng and Long Wan'er.
Ye Feng was about to use his strength to kill Li Feng, when another familiar but serious voice came over.
"Stop it all!"
At the entrance of the village, another team of National Security Bureau members, led by Lei Ming, walked in proudly!
If Li Feng in the National Security Bureau is a radical, then Lei Ming is a conservative and has always advocated peaceful coexistence on the issue of Jianghu relations.
When Long Wan'er saw someone coming from behind, she immediately ran to Ye Feng's side, not caring about being pointed at gunpoint by Li Feng's team members. To her, being with Ye Feng was far more important than life.
"This madman knows how to cause trouble."
Lei Ming glanced coldly at Li Feng, whose arm had been cut off, and then glanced at the young man who was in a state of distress in the heavy rain. A mask was lying on the side, and he didn't need to think too much to know what was going on.
“Everyone from the National Security Bureau is out of the village on alert, and residents are being evacuated along the coast!”
During the storm, he loudly ordered: "Carry Li Feng back and send him to the emergency hospital first. Brother, please knock Li Feng unconscious."
"Thunder! You bastard!"
Li Feng endured the pain, bit his tongue, and cursed: "Shoot me, kill him..."
Snapped.
Ye Feng knocked Li Feng unconscious with a strike of his knife.
"Then leave it to you."
Ye Feng said calmly and let go of Li Feng: "But if you have any thoughts about me, don't blame me for going on a killing spree."
The explosive speed of the second level of Shadow Wizard is enough for him to kill a group of National Security Bureau people here, or at worst, they will run away. Ye Feng is very single and can do anything.
"Everyone retreat, take Li Feng with you."
Lei Ming glanced at Ye Feng with deep meaning.
On the surface, this masked man looks extremely strange, but from the golden sword, it is known that this masked man is the one who appeared in the suburbs of Yanjing before.
"Also, I would like to warn all martial arts heroes."
Before Lei Ming turned around and left, he left a message: "The National Security Bureau's special meteorological station reported that this storm is unusual and the temperature has dropped sharply. If you continue to stay at the beach, please take care of yourself."
"let's go."
Then they led people from the National Security Bureau to put the unconscious Li Feng and his severed arm into a green military truck not far outside the village, and roared away.
The people from the National Security Bureau retreated, and the entire small fishing village was silent. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of heavy raindrops hitting the ground.
In the center of the village, Ye Feng put away his long sword and stood side by side with Long Wan'er. In front of them was the young man who struggled to get up and fumbled to put the mask back on.
"Thanks… "
The boy's voice was a little hoarse.
"Just by the way."
Ye Feng said lightly, not paying much attention to the young man, but scanning the surroundings with his consciousness. In the middle of the village, he was finally able to sense more of the situation.
Luo Feng is currently in a residence, lying unconscious on the bed, being guarded by two people from the Divine Fist Sect. These two members of the Divine Fist Sect are actually middle-aged men who have cultivated for forty years!
It seems that Luo Feng is really important to the Divine Fist Sect, otherwise he would not have such a strong protective force.
Ye Feng frowned slightly, it would not be easy to kill Luo Feng.
"Long Moran and the old man with white beard will be back soon. Since nothing can be done, it's better to leave as soon as possible..."
Ye Feng put his arm around Long Wan'er's shoulders and was about to leave, but his consciousness finally glanced at a bungalow on the edge of his perception, and he was suddenly stunned.
In that house, a familiar person was imprisoned. It was Long Wan'er's aunt Shu Shu, who was imprisoned in a bedroom and guarded by a fat man. This fat man actually has thirty years of cultivation!
"Why is aunt here?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly and whispered to Long Wan'er.
"What? Could it be..."
Long Wan'er was shocked: "Did my father find out? Not good!"
She deeply knew what would happen if her aunt helped her escape from home and was caught by Long Moran. With Long's indifferent personality, anyone who dares to disobey him will be better off without being killed with a single sword!
"It's really bad."
Ye Feng's face darkened.
His consciousness felt that the fat man in the bedroom was smiling disdainfully at Shu Shu.
"...You bitch, the master of the house has ordered you to be executed anyway, why not let me play before you die, and still be happy..."
The obese man smiled sinisterly and tried to unbuckle his pants.
Ye Feng's true energy condensed on the golden sword again.
No matter what, even if Long Moran is coming back soon, he can't ignore Shu Shu!