Chapter 171

Whoosh!

A dark shadow flashed past the gate of the yard.

"Who?" Jiang Feng immediately chased out.

As soon as the river breeze ran out of the door, a long black spear came.

Spear sharp, as if to tear the night, kill life.

The river wind was startled, the wrist moved, the water sword came out in a flash, and suddenly raised it to block the blow of the spear.

Then Jiangfeng took the opportunity to stab out several swords and hit the source of the spear.

Jiang Feng's sword move is so powerful in a short time. Although the opponent is connected, he can't resist. He quickly takes back his spear and plans to attack again.

But Jiang Feng won't give him a chance. With a wave of his hand, "white wave" throws out, which suddenly lights up the other party's appearance.

He was dressed in a black robe with a standing collar and a black jacket with rims inside, which was very unusual. Holding a spear, he was tall and had long hair, like a woman.

But looking at the hand holding the spear, it was a man.

Looking at the shoes under his feet, the style is even more strange. It seems to be the style of Early Europe.

The river breeze is slightly stunned. It's obvious that this man is not a Chinese, and he has a strong smell of blood. His breath is long and heavy. He doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner.

"What a strange fellow." Jiang Feng's secret way in his heart.

Brush!

If the other side doesn't give up, hit again.

"Come on, I've just increased a lot of strength, and I don't have an opponent to try. It's just time to cut you."

"Now my strength of 1200 Jin makes my martial arts more powerful. Let's have a taste first."

The river breeze flashed to one side with a "dragon's lost track step" and then drew out with a sword.

The other side caught off guard, was cut in the sleeve, broken half.

Jiang Feng's right arm suddenly burst into a fiery flame, and "Qilin's right arm" had already been shot.

A punch hit the other side of the rib, a stagger back more than ten steps to stand firm.

Jiang Feng's moves were consistent, one after another, and the opponent was defeated.

After a while, Jiang Feng showed one third of his whole body skills, and even more, he broke out all his 1200 Jin strength in the last punch.

Sure enough, it's very powerful. If you hit ordinary people, even if you don't kill them, you have to stay in the hospital for a few months.

The other side was very surprised. A pair of eyes like abyss appeared from his scattered hair. He looked at the river wind in shock. It seemed that he didn't expect that the river wind would be so fierce.

Jiang Feng raised his sword and asked, "who are you? Why assassinate me? "

The other side is silent, palm move, crush a black ball, throw to the river wind.

Suddenly a blood fog appeared, confused the sight of the river.

"So bloody." Jiang Feng felt as if he had been infused with a stream of blood in his nose, and his stomach was tumbling.

"It's a blood mist made of real blood. It's a vicious means." Jiang Feng understood immediately.

Zheng!

In the blood fog, the spear came, piercing the face of the river wind.

Jiang Feng's heart trembled, and the sharp spear came to his eyes.

"Be careful with the river breeze."

At this time, Cheng Shaoqing's figure suddenly appeared.

A finger, a streamer hit, instant hit on the spear.

Bang!

It's just the spear.

Cheng Shaoqing's move of "flying flowers and Flowing Clouds" was just right. The timing was accurate, and he hit the spear head, breaking all the strength of the spear.

"Shaoqing, why are you here? Go back quickly. I can deal with him alone." Cried Jiang Feng.

"It's OK. I just practice my hand." Cheng Shaoqing said, "I'll take care of this man."

Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "that's OK. I'll watch. Don't try to be brave. If you can't, just step back and let me come."

"Well." Cheng Shaoqing nodded.

Since Cheng Shaoqing entered his cultivation, he had long wanted to fight with an enemy. Today, he finally found a chance.

"Watch the move." Cheng Shaoqing's Lotus finger points out frequently.

The sword finger streamer forms a full-scale killing net to cover the opponent.

The other side danced spears, several provoked, hit out the blood awn.

Bang bang!

Blood Miscanthus and Zhusha net collided, and both of them split into little streamers.

Jiang Feng nodded secretly. Cheng Shaoqing has grown up to this point. It's really rare. It shows that he has a good talent.

"Flying flower and flowing cloud finger" can attack with a net. It takes at least two years of cultivation to do it. Unexpectedly, she did it in just two months.

But after all, Cheng Shaoqing had just entered the cultivation, and his true Qi was still very weak. After several rounds of fighting with his opponent, he was a little weak.

Cheng Shaoqing was sweating and panting. The tip of his nose was set off by beads of sweat, which was as beautiful as white jade carving.

"Shaoqing, come back. You are not his opponent." Jiang Feng hurried back to Cheng Shaoqing.

Cheng Shaoqing is not willing to return, said: "give me some more time, I will be able to beat him."

"Well, I believe you. You have grown up very well now. Many people who have practiced for many years are not as good as you." River breeze comforts a way.

"No, he's going to run." Cheng Shaoqing called.

As soon as the river breeze looks, the other side flies back, turns around and runs.

Good guy, run if you can't fight.

But you have to be able to run.

The river breeze sneers, and the water sword in his hand is suddenly waved. A huge sword shadow is instantly generated and cuts straight away.

This is the fifth sword of the thirteen swords of Shenmen. It's not necessary to say that it's powerful.

Bang!

The shadow of the sword fell in a flash and directly fell on the opponent's body.

The other side was hit hard and fell to the ground.

From a distance, blood DC, is dyed red a piece of land.

Jiang Feng was about to go to check, but he suddenly jumped up again and ran away regardless of the blood on his body.

In the blink of an eye, it's gone.

The river breeze Leng Leng, even once again hand capture of opportunity all have no.

"His uncle's, rabbit's, runs so fast." The river breeze scolded.

"It's a pity that he ran away like this. I don't know who it is?" Cheng Shaoqing road.

Jiang Feng said, "it's definitely not us Chinese. Maybe it's some Western mutants."

"How can they come back to your trouble? It doesn't make sense. " Cheng Shaoqing asked suspiciously.

"I can't figure out this point. If it's really Western guys, how can they target me? I have no injustice or hatred with them." River breeze ponders a way.

"Has someone been asked to deal with you?" Cheng Shaoqing guessed.

Jiang Feng moved in his heart and said, "it's absolutely possible. Who will it be?"

Jiang Feng couldn't figure out who would do the good for the time being.

"It can't be Zhang Jia." But Cheng Shaoqing said.

A word awakens the dreamer, river breeze Mou son a MI, very likely is Zhang Jia.

Just a few days ago, Zhang Sheng and Zhang Ji were abandoned. Zhang Jia definitely had a reason to take revenge.

Jiang Feng said: "well, I haven't got enough of the last account. You're here again. If you want to die, hum, don't blame me. Once you get the chance, you'll get rid of Zhang Jia!"

……

In a dark room.

A dignified middle-aged man stood in front of the window with his hands on his back. Behind him stood a man in black, wrapped in a black robe.

The man was covered with blood and his breath was weak. His spear was on the ground, supporting his body.

If Jiang Feng is present at this time, he must know this man, who is the strange man who attacked him.

"Ruhr, mission failed?" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

It turns out that this man's name is Ruhr. Just listening to his name, he has already been convinced that he is a westerner.

"Sorry, I let the host down." Ruhr can speak fluent Chinese.

But the tone was full of guilt and chagrin.

For him, it was a shame that the task was not completed.

Besides, this is the first task assigned to him by his master in China. If he fails to complete it, he will lose his prestige.

"How is your injury?" It seems that the middle-aged people do not intend to blame him, but care about his injury.

"As long as I have fresh blood, I can recover soon." Ruhr said confidently.

"Well, I've got it ready for you. It's in the bedroom. You should go and recover." The middle-aged man said faintly.

"Thank you, master." Ruhr was delighted, repeatedly grateful, and said: "when I'm ready, I'll go to the boy for a fight."

"Well, I'm ugly. The next time it's failure, you can do it yourself." Middle aged people are humane.

Ruhr was shocked and knew that what the master said was not a lie. If he failed next time, he might not be able to follow the master, which indicated that he would never drink fresh blood again.

Without fresh blood, he would be as lifeless as a walking corpse.

"Don't worry, master. I'll be able to do it next time." Ruhr quickly assured.

"Well, I believe you. Go down." Middle aged people are humane.

Ruhr stepped down, and the middle-aged man turned around slowly. His face was very gloomy, and his eyes were full of frost.

Although he is middle-aged, he looks very old and has a special temperament that is not clear. He seems to be a vagrant who has been walking in the wilderness for many years.

And the expensive clothes on the body do not match the temperament.

Anyway, he is a very different person.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly and said slowly, "what a river breeze! It beat Ruhr and almost died in his hands. It seems that he is not an ordinary martial arts practitioner."

"I'm going back to China this time to see my long lost family, to take root in China, and to get rid of the river breeze to prove my strength. Otherwise, I'll be in vain for so many years abroad."

"Alas, life is fleeting. Let's spend the remaining years in China."

"I hope it doesn't disappoint me."

……

The last day before the college entrance examination.

Cheng Shaoqing found Jiang Feng and said, "today I'll go to the school to confirm, and then issue the examination room number and seat number. Let's go quickly."

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "well, let's go."

Come to the school, is crowded, many students have already arrived, are waiting to get their own field number and seat number.

For examinees, this is a major event in life. They should not be careless, let alone miss it innocently.

"Boss, you're here at last." Cheng Zhenjie waved in the distance.

The river breeze hurriedly walked past, way: "you come very early ah, how, when to begin to issue thing?"

"Come on, director Kang said just now. When President Sheng comes, he will start distributing it. Let's not worry. Just wait a moment." Cheng Zhenjie said.

"That's good." Jiangfengdao.

"Jiang Feng, I'll go to the team of our class first. I'll gather at the school gate later." Cheng Shaoqing road.

"Well, you go." Jiangfengdao.

Didi!

At this time, a car drove into the school, and it was principal Sheng Dakui who came.

When the headmaster comes, the time to collect things will be fast.