C231 rope work

The three of us were unarmed, and it wasn't easy to deal with this thing in his hands.

The Silver Dragon Flying Claw lightly lashed out at Wu Tongyong, hitting the glass surface of the tea table.

With a "peng", an entire table made of tempered glass was turned into powder.

"Master Wu, we have no grievances with each other in the past few days, please don't go." Feng Si was quick to judge the situation, and actually acted according to the wind.

Wu Tongyong rolled his eyes at him: "You want me to let you go, but you already know that Jin Lu is dead.

"Look at what you're saying, the reason the Jin Lu is driving west is because of the decline of age, and the fact that they died when they first arrived in Jiangnan." Feng Si was startled:

"Human beings are born dead, lighter than a feather or more heavy than Mount Tai. Jin Lu's death is great and eternal, but it has absolutely nothing to do with you."

Since there are still mountains left, I am not afraid of no firewood. These words are not wrong at all, and at a time like this, saving my life is more important. I also nodded and said: "Master Feng is right."

Who knew that Wu Tongyong would buy this from us, and laughed:

"Who knows if your mouths are tight or not. Moreover, I was actually willing to do it. As for the rest, if you don't do it, there's no reason for you to do it."

Wu Tongyong rolled his eyes coldly, and asked us if we knew why he wanted to kill Jin Lu.

Because he could not hold his anger back, Yan Zimen was propped up by him alone, so the true position of sect master would belong to him in the future.

However, because his surname was not Jin, he did not even have the qualifications to think about it. Only Jin Lu's son, Little Jin Lu, had the true position.

Yan Zimen's people said that this man called Long Tianming was like a phoenix born from a dragon, a mouse's son knew how to dig a hole.

He, Little Jin Lu, was Yan Zimen's young master, and would be the leader of the sect in the future. He was the eldest senior brother, so he called those who sounded nice Da Shixiong his little follower, or those little scum.

I think that there's something wrong with Wu Tongyong's state of mind, and said:

"Look at what you said, if Jin Lu really views you like that, then why did you have such a huge affair with Yan Zimen, you entered the Jin family at the age of ten, lived and ate, and there was not a single thing that you didn't do in the Jin family, your master is your father, yet you actually dared to kill your master, and even killed your head."

"Bullshit!" When Wu Tongyong heard my words, he became exceptionally angry. The Silver Dragon Flying Claw in his hand solidly hooked my arm, and with a ripping sound, the Silver Dragon Flying Claw came down.

"Fuck you, Wu Tongyong." The instant pain caused beads of sweat to appear on my forehead. However, I clenched my teeth and didn't utter a sound of pain.

After Feng Si retracted his Silver Dragon Flying Claw, he looked at us coldly and said that we did not understand the whole story.

The Yan Zimen Jin family had indeed treated him well. If the Jin Lu did not plan on doing this merciful deed, he might be able to let him live until his death.

After all, Yan Zimen could not do without a leader, all of the Jin Clan's people were dead, so this leader was his without a doubt.

But if he succeeded in the Great Tuntun, Wu Tongyong would have no hope of taking the Sect Leader's position in this lifetime.

No matter what, he had to give it a shot.

"Just because you are the Sect Leader, you are worthy to do this. But what are the differences between what you are doing and what we are doing?" I asked, a little confused.

Perhaps, in Wu Tongyong's eyes, the difference between the two was too great, he only said that I did not understand.

"I've finished speaking today. The three of you can be said to have died quite clearly. Only the mouths of the dead can be kept a secret. You all can speak of this matter to King Yama."

Wu Tongyong turned the Silver Dragon Flying Claw in his hand, and the thing flashed and crackled in the air like a shooting star.

As long as we land here, our lives will be lost here.

I took a look at Zhang Tiangang and Feng Si, who were called out of the wolf den and into the tiger den. They had just gotten a living out of the ghost mastiff yesterday, but who would have thought that they would fall into Wu Tongyong's hands again today.

"Master Feng, if Qingshan does not fall, he will become a hero after twenty years."

I cupped my hands together. I wanted to fight to the death with Wu Tongyong before his Silver Dragon Flying Claw fell to the ground, even if it would kill me cleanly.

He didn't expect Feng Si to stop me and say:

"Do you really think that I, the Master Feng, trained for nothing? With me here, how could anything happen to you?"

Was there a way for Feng Si? Before I could understand what was happening, Feng Si placed two of his forefingers on his lips and blew a whistle.

I suddenly felt my eardrums vibrate, and thought that Feng Si's whistle had such a strong penetrating power. Turning my head to look, I saw six robust men dressed in the training clothes of the Thirteen Secret Guards directly crash through the windows of the house, and jump in from the balcony.

"Get down." Feng Si shouted at the two of us and brought us to lie down.

Wu Tongyong also did not expect that it would have such a move, the flying claw Silver Dragon in his hand, who knows where it was going, it could only attack us.

However, the six hulks didn't practice their martial arts for nothing. With two swoosh swoosh sounds, a hemp rope coincidentally appeared in front of the flying claw silver dragon, hanging right in front of the 108 golden hooks.

In addition, five hemp ropes shot out at the same time and wrapped around Wu Tongyong's five bodies. These few people violently flung Wu Tongyong into the air and fiercely dropped him back down.

After being flung a few times, even if Wu Tongyong had a copper skin and iron bones, he was still left with a pool of old blood.

In the end, when the six of them saw that Wu Tongyong's eyes were glowing with golden stars and were unable to move, they used six pieces of hemp rope to tie him up.

Feng Si's move was indeed evil.

I asked Feng Si:

"Master Feng, isn't someone here to save you?"

"Hahaha, Little brat from the Qin Clan, you are very interesting." Feng Si laughed: "Do you really think I am the Master Feng? I didn't even pay attention to my moves, how can I be bullied by this scumbag?"

I was a little confused and didn't know what was going on with these six strong men.

Only then did Feng Si explain to us that these six people were his bodyguards, the Six Fans Gate's rope skills used to capture criminals in the past.

Within a hundred steps, they would take a person's life. No matter where Feng Si went, these people would hide a hundred meters behind Feng Si.

At the time of Feng Si's accident, these six people were walking behind him. It was Feng Si who told them not to come up.

He also wants to see what exactly Wu Tongyong is up to, and I see if he still wants to try, whether I, this person, will come to save him.

It was as if Feng Si was very satisfied with the scene that appeared in front of him.

That Wu Tongyong who was tied up by a rope solidly fell on the ground, Feng Si's foot stepped on his face and said:

"The Yan Zimen from the north is indeed powerful, but the fierce dragon that crosses the river is still inferior to him."