Chapter 475 The sword of sorrow, the wind of sorrow and kindness (please subscribe)
It is late at night.
Mo Feng and Mr. Fang were in the backyard of the county magistrate's house.
Drinking on a balcony.
“This North County is one of the best cities in the nine counties in the north. I didn’t expect that the [Qinglong Club] would not arrange anyone here.”
Mo Feng drank a glass of wine and said.
“I have never understood the structure of [Blue Dragon Society]!”
“Logically, they should belong to that mysterious and powerful force, but now it is somewhat obvious. , and became the overlord of the nine northern counties."
Mr. Fang shook his head.
“It’s a bit strange, maybe it’s just for money. Then Su Chen may be the agent created by the [Qinglong Club] to give him the title of Young Dragon Head and let the forces that conquer the martial arts in the nine northern counties money.”
Mo Feng said softly.
"If this is the case, it may be beneficial to us!"
"If you have time, you can visit Wen Yifan, the governor of the nine northern counties, and see if you can contact Su Chen through him "
The old man surnamed Fang said.
“Wen Yifan, it’s a shame that he planned for so long to become the governor of the nine northern counties.”
"But I didn't expect that the [Qinglong Club] would appear in the nine northern counties, which would reduce most of his power in an instant. Now he can only rely on others."
When talking about Wen Yifan, Mo Feng couldn't help but feel said.
There was some disdain and pity in his tone.
“Don’t underestimate Wen Yifan, he is very tolerant. After taking office, there has been no movement at all, but you don’t really think that he doesn’t have any power in his hands!”
surname Fang The old man shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand and said.
Suddenly
his expression changed and he looked at the middle-aged housekeeper standing not far away.
At this moment, the middle-aged housekeeper's body fell on the ground, his eyes were stunned, and his head wanted to look behind him.
He wanted to know who had attacked him.
It’s just that the other party didn’t give him a chance,
He kicked the body lying on the ground directly on the stone pillar not far away.
“Who are you?”
Seeing this, Mo Feng and the old man surnamed Fang stood up at the same time, and Mo Feng shouted at the visitor.
While he was shouting fiercely, he also saw clearly the appearance of the person coming. A pale-faced young man was walking towards the two of them step by step.
“I am here to take your lives!”
The young man's voice was cold.
"Looking for death, kill him!"
Seeing this, Mo Feng shouted low, and several figures appeared around the courtyard, attacking the young man at the same time.
But just when these people were about to attack the young man, the long sword on the young man's waist stabbed out instantly.
In the darkness, several rays of light flashed.
The attacker of the young man fell to the ground holding his own throat.
They all had their throats slashed by the young man's sword.
“Are you from the [Qinglong Club]?”
Seeing this situation, Mo Feng frowned and said.
There are many swordsmen in [Qinglong Club], among them Ah Fei and Jing Wuming are very fast in swordsmanship, so the first person in Mo Feng’s mind was someone from [Qinglong Club].
"You dug up Xiao Bieyi's grave. Did you take anything from him?"
The visitor did not answer Mo Feng's words, but asked.
“Get something?”
Hearing the words of the visitor, Mo Feng and the old man surnamed Fang looked at each other and said.
“We just looked at the injuries on each other’s bodies and didn’t see anything?”
Mo Feng said.
The eyes were fixed on the person who came, and the aura on the other person's body was restrained. The housekeeper who just killed him did not use any power in his body, and simply relied on the speed of the sword in his hand to kill him. The butler and the people who had just surrounded and killed him.
So he has no way of knowing the opponent's strength.
"That means there's no point keeping you here!"
The visitor said in a cold voice.
"You are so arrogant, you think you can kill us."
"Don't you feel something in the air around you?"
"Has the energy and blood in your body been exhausted? The circulation is not smooth!" Mr. Fang, who was holding a cattail leaf fan, said.
The old man named Fang, whose birth name is Fang Muhe, is good at using poison. When the young man appeared, he planted poison around him.
The poison now permeates the entire courtyard.
The young man said so many words and inhaled a lot of toxins.
Ahem!
As he finished speaking, the young man began to cough. He took out a white handkerchief from his arms and covered his mouth. There was some dark red blood on the handkerchief.
Seeing this situation, Mo Feng's eyes became cold.
"It seems that you have been poisoned. You are like this. I wonder if you can survive a few moves in my hands!"
As Mo Feng spoke, he jumped up, his palms stretched out into claws, and his fingertips There was a cold aura hanging over it, and it grabbed the young man's head.
The speed is extremely fast, and the claw wind is sharp.
Facing the young man he attacked, his expression did not change at all. When he approached, a cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and the long sword inserted in his waist stabbed out instantly,
The sword light penetrated the claw shadow, like a thin bamboo, and inserted into Mo Feng's throat,
The terrifying sword light caused Mo Feng's pupils to shrink suddenly, and an unparalleled feeling of panic instantly surged throughout his body.
He wanted to retreat and twisted his body forcefully.
But the opponent's sword light seemed to know the direction in which his body was twisting, and was waiting for him there.
Chi!
The sword light was inserted directly into his throat
"I didn't expect that I would finish you off without using too much of my energy. It's really disappointing!"
The moment his throat was pierced, he heard the sigh of the young man who took action.
On the other side
The expression of the old man surnamed Fang changed, he jumped up, and several black rays of light flew out of the cattail leaf fan in his hand, shooting towards the opponent.
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It's just that these bursts of black light were all blocked by the opponent's long sword.
Plop
At this time, Mo Feng's body, whose throat was pierced, fell to the ground.
The old man surnamed Fang jumped out and appeared next to Mo Feng's body. He looked at Mo Feng's body and looked at the young man opposite him with evil eyes.
“You killed him!”
"Who are you? Why are you not poisoned?"
The old man surnamed Fang asked in a low voice.
"You all deserve to die for desecrating the body of Alliance Leader Xiao!"
"Also, who am I? My name is Beifengshan."
The pale young man, Said in a deep voice.
"Beifengshan, Beifengshan, the Beiji sword among the three great kendo masters under the leader of the Tianxia Alliance, Beifengshan!"
As soon as Beifengshan signed up, the face of the old man named Fang changed.
He turned around and fled directly.
He is no match for Sadness and Kindness.
It’s just that he just went backwards.
The figure of Beifengshan in front of him flashed, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of him.
The expression of the old man surnamed Fang changed drastically,
"I don't know about Alliance Leader Xiao. Let me live!"
He said begging for mercy.
Just when he finished begging for mercy, he clapped his hands out.
"Sirius' Poison-Destroying Palm!"
Boom, boom, boom!
I just begged for mercy just to buy myself some time. People who know how to be kind know that this person has a ruthless mind and will not care about his begging for mercy.
The palm of his hand shot out a dark green energy and blasted towards the opponent's body.
But when his hand shadow was close to the sad wind, it was all blocked by the sword light, and the palm of his hand It hurt and was covered with blood stains.
"You!"
The old man surnamed Fang had a look of horror on his face.
He took action, but he did not cause any harm to the other party. The other party's sword energy even pierced his palm.
When he was frightened, a sword light penetrated his heart.
(End of this chapter)