Jia Ye felt a chill in his heart when he heard Zhang Feng's words.
He didn't know when Zhang Feng appeared behind him, and he couldn't figure out what cultivation level Zhang Feng was, but he was certain that he was definitely not the opponent of the man in front of him!
Perhaps, if you gather six brothers, you can win him.
The thought was just a flash, Jia Ye opened his mouth and shouted without hesitation.
However, before he yelled out, a white light flashed in his sight, hitting his face vigorously, directly suffocating all the words in his mouth.
The third child also reacted at this time, drew out the dagger and stab Zhang Feng.
A white light flashed, and he was hit in the chest by a big foot, with a cracking sound, his sternum broke on the spot, the whole person was kicked against the wall, slowly slipped to the ground, and immediately began to twitch.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng frowned, "A mere martial artist, I really don't know how to fight."
The real martial artist of Jianghu is divided into the highest level of cultivation. The first rank is the lowest, the ninth rank is the highest, and then up, is the grandmaster. According to legend, there are five grandmasters.
The third-ranked martial artist was dismissed by Zhang Feng, severely wounded and dying.
Jia Ye didn't feel much better. Zhang Feng slapped him and almost fainted. He cracked the corners of his mouth, his nose was tilted to the side, and his face seemed to have broken a bottle of soy sauce, all with blood.
At this time, there was a low roar from upstairs, as well as the sound of fighting.
The sword eyebrow frowned again, and Zhang Feng coldly snorted: "Two stupid girls, and four new martial artists who have just entered the rank can't take it off, look back and take a good look at you!"
Before he could finish his words, he raised the youngest man on the ground, grabbed Jia Ye with one hand, jumped up and jumped to the balcony on the second floor, and walked into the house through the open balcony door.
In the bedroom, Siqing in pajamas is one enemy two, fighting two men in black tights.
Both men held daggers in their hands and used close-handed assassination styles. The knives did not leave Siqing's key points, Siqing had been dodged, and it seemed that there was room for it.
"How about playing?"
Zhang Feng said coldly.
The look on Xiao Siqing's face changed, and he curled his lips, and finally started to fight back.
She twisted her body and swiftly passed between the two men in black, and behind them, she shook her leg and kicked hard on the back of a man in black.
The kick was so fierce that the bones shook, and the man in black immediately lost his center of gravity and hit the wall with his head.
The other man in black reacted
Come over, turn around quickly, and stab the dagger in his hand to Siqing's stomach.
The emergency was very serious, a cold light flashed, and a soft puff, a dagger appeared on the wrist of the man in black. The style was the same as the dagger in his hand.
"what… "
The man in black cried out painfully, and the dagger in his hand fell.
Immediately afterwards, Siqing flew a kick, hitting his throat.
The man in black covered his throat, knelt on the ground, then fell, his eyes widened and his body twitched.
Zhang Feng shook his hand, and the youngest man standing beside him twitching, slowly softened.
The dagger was thrown out by Zhang Feng.
Siqing turned around and said to Zhang Feng, "It's not that I can't deal with him, this fate is on your head!"
Yan Pai jumped and rushed towards the man in black who was dizzy after hitting the wall.
The little hand reached out, grabbed the head of the man in black, twisted it hard, and the man in black suddenly fell to the ground without a sound.
"It's really ruthless to start!"
Zhang Feng said silently.
"They are warriors, and they are also grievances when they are killed. No one cares about it!" Siqing said with a look of disgust.
Zhang Feng knows what she is referring to. The country is grudges, as long as it does not involve ordinary people, the country will not control it. At most, there is a secret department called Longlin, who will ask about it, but if things don’t make a big deal, neither will they. Intervene.
"Knowing that it is a warrior is still delaying time!" Zhang Feng gave a thoughtful look.
"It's been a long time since I met a real warrior. I wanted to try their abilities, but unfortunately, they were all rookies." Siqing held his hands and said with his head high.
First-rank martial artist, she really doesn't care about it.
In the living room outside, the sound of fighting continued, Zhang Feng frowned, took Jia Ye and walked out, glanced at Jia Ye thoughtfully, and followed Zhang Feng.
When the two came out of the living room, they saw that Siyu was also wearing pajamas, holding a soft sword in his hand, and fighting with the two men in black.
"Stop playing, solve them!"
Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.
I have used all my portable weapons, thinking about rain is better than thinking about love.
Siyu suddenly said in annoyance: "I know, you are more annoying than Dad!"
As she said, the soft sword in her hand immediately turned into a sword of light, covering the two men in black.
After the sound of piercing and tearing, a flash of blood flashed.
Two
A man in black was bitten by a wild beast. His clothes were in tatters, the flesh underneath the clothes turned over, and blood surged.
The two were stunned for a while, and then went to the end, blood infecting a large area of floor tiles.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng glanced horizontally at thinking about the rain, and said: "You clean the room yourself. Don't make the house dirty. Let the landlord find the abnormality!"
Siyu suddenly opened her small mouth, her small tongue is clearly visible.
"Let me clean it myself? Don't we have a professional cleaning team at the dark night gate? They do the cleaning work, can they be more professional?" Siyu shook his head, and said with a disgusting expression.
Zhang Feng said twice: "You can kill them cleanly, you have to make them so dirty, blame me? Do it yourself, don't clean it, don't sleep, I want to supervise it!"
Siqing spit out his tongue, and quickly glared at his sister with sharp eyes.
Siyu pouted her little mouth and could hang the oil bottle. He was very upset, and threw away the soft sword, holding his hand sulking.
"Show me your face?" Zhang Feng's face became cold.
Siyu trembled slightly, and quickly showed a pleasing face, stood at attention, and didn't dare to talk nonsense.
In the dark night gate, the status of Siqing and Siyu are second only to Zhang Feng. The two of them were born by the old man himself, and their tempers are also quite big. They have been in contact with Zhang Feng for a long time these days and have forgotten the identity gap. Tempered.
Fortunately, she reacted in time, otherwise she would not be respectful of the sect master, this crime would be enough for her, and the punishment of three knives and six holes would be the lightest.
Zhang Feng snorted heavily, and threw Jia Ye to the ground without worrying about Siyu.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Feng sat down on the sofa and asked.
The room was filled with blood, making Zhang Feng, who hadn't smelled such a smell for five years, felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that there was a beast in his heart about to move.
So he glared at thinking about rain again.
Siyu didn't dare to be a demon anymore. Standing there obediently, Zhang Feng suddenly glared at him. He was inexplicably aggrieved, and pouted her little mouth. Siqing slapped her ass before closing. Looked up.
Zhang Feng ignored them and stared at Jia Ye with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Did not say?"
"..."
Jia Ye crawled on the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his face, and said, "You kill me, anyway, my brothers are dead, and I don't want to live anymore!"
(End of this chapter)