Chapter 22

Zhang Fenghuo did not leave. The three just stood aside without saying anything, and it was hard to say anything about iron and blood, but the two looked a little unhappy, but the momentum was not as strong as before. The other four of them, if they really had a conflict, I'm afraid they would suffer.

"You, wait for me, and I'll go back and report to the patriarch." After saying that, the two turned around and left, and one of them stared at Zhang Fenghuo before leaving.

Zhang Fenghuo was too lazy to care about them. Instead, he looked at Tie Xue and said, "It's not that I intended to interfere in this matter, but I was angry for a moment when I heard the cause and effect."

He smiled iron-bloodedly. Obviously, Zhang Fenghuo's words deeply won his heart, but then he said with a serious face, "You leave quickly. I'm afraid someone will come to the door in a moment. At that time, several brothers will be involved, so how can iron and blood be embarrassed." Saying that, he waved his iron-blooded hands and let them leave quickly.

Zhang Fenghuo sat on the stone bench in the courtyard with a golden knife and laughed, "The iron-blooded brother is still like this for the people who are related to one side. How can we abandon our brothers regardless of yesterday? Even if we can't help, we should do justice for the iron-blooded brothers here."

Iron-blooded heard that the word brother warmed his heart, but his face was more worried; "You don't know that this fire city has always bullied people, and I have no root and no basis here. Although I have lived for three years, I have to be careful of them. Although this hegemony is an unclass family and its reputation is very stinky, it is also fierce. The strength of the old family in Fire City is beyond our resistance.

Zhang Fenghuo knew that the iron blood was out of good intentions, but he still didn't leave. Instead, he talked to him. The wolf smoke sat there with his eyes closed to refresh himself, but his eyes flashed and thought of something.

For a moment, I saw the dust rolling in front of me, and a pair of people coming from the city. These people came to the iron-blood hospital and stopped. There were about 20 people, led by a middle-aged man of more than 40 years old, with a feminine face and a strong figure.

The group did not disar, and the middle-aged man drove forward and said, "Who hurt the domineering disciple?"

Iron-blooded heard the words and said, "I didn't hurt your domineering people. They did it first. I just resisted a little."

"Hmm! If you dare to argue, someone will take it down." The middle-aged man was unreasonable at all and greeted everyone when he saw the iron-blooded retort.

"No one left." After saying that, Zhang Fenghuo got up and walked forward. Lang Yan's eyes were a little bloodthirsty. He pulled out his short blade and licked it under the tip of his tongue, but Wu Nian smiled indifferently.

When the people in the bully hall heard Zhang Fenghuo say this, they all laughed. In their eyes, there was only one kind of person living on the outskirts of the city, that is, the weak!

But the next scene made everyone open their mouths. Zhang Fenghuo raised his feet and kicked the horse riding the middle-aged man. The horse actually fell to the ground, and the middle-aged man was unstable and almost fell down. Zhang Fenghuo pulled him down with his clothes, and then fell fiercely in front of the iron-blooded room. The middle-aged man hit the grasshouse and directly through the wall. A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, which was particularly eye-catching under the sunshine.

Wolf smoke also jumped to one of them. Before he saw how to do it, the man's head was different. Then the wolf smoke seemed to be the god of death who harvested life and shuttled through the crowd. The mindless technique was relatively simple. The poisonous needle flashed between his hands, and the person in the needle fell to the ground silently and opened his eyes before he died.

In a few minutes, more than 20 people in the hall turned into dead bodies. Within 100 meters, the smell of blood was strong, attracting many people to look at it, but no one dared to come forward.

Iron-blooded stunned, and the sudden scene short-circuited his brain, and then saw him patting his forehead and saying, "Brother Beacon, this thing is a big deal. Although Batang always troubles me, I am still not well until now. If you kill so many of them, it will definitely cause a sensation. What is Batang saying? It is also a third-level family with more than 300 people, and the patriarch is an intermediate martial artist.

Zhang Fenghuo didn't think so. He made a plan before he started. With the means of thoughtlessness and wolf smoke, and adding him as a junior warrior, it was more than enough to deal with the hegemony, and what he wanted was to do was sensation. How fierce he could be, and the enemy did not even dare to resist.

Wuyang seemed to understand Zhang Fenghuo's idea. He and the wolf smoke lined up all the corpses, and then sprinkled a layer of powder. For a moment, all the bodies turned into blood, leaving only Sensen white bones, which looked very strange.

The iron and blood shocked him. He really couldn't figure out why Zhang Fenghuo was like this, and he didn't expect the cruelty of these three people, leaving no room at all.

An hour later, thick smoke billowed in front of him, and a group of people came. This time, there were 70 or 80 people. As early as after the 20 people were killed, the eyeliner of the nearby Batang reported the situation back. The Batang clan grew up angrily and rushed to the Qi clan members.

The leader is Ba Tian, the patriarch of Batang. This man is eight feet tall, looks strong, and speaks very loudly. I only heard him say, "Who in front of me dares to hurt my cousin's children?" As soon as the words were said, the thick smoke of the horse had dissipated, and more than 20 white bones were neatly arranged under their feet, making the domineering people shudder.

Ba Tian narrowed his eyes and suppressed his anger. Presumably, the other party would not be afraid of him if he dared to do so. Although there were only four people, Ba Tian believed that the other party must have a backhand. Which of the people living in the Fire City are not scheming people.

Seeing that Ba Tian was not talking, Zhang Feng smiled and only heard him say, "A group of ants also claim to dominate. I will count three times and immediately get off the horse and go back to the city, otherwise this will be your end."

Although arrogant, what he has done is to kill, then there can be no manifestation of weakness. Only strength can convince people in the end, and only the lessons of blood can make people afraid.

Zhang Fenghuo dares to do so for nothing else. He trusts Wolf Smoke. He believes that Wolf Smoke can leave a knife on Lian Tiancheng's clothes. He believes that Wolf Smoke can leave a knife on the neck of the Heaven. He trusts Wuyang. No matter how many people are, as long as they are not people with profound skills, they can't escape the means of Wuyang. He is also testing iron and blood to see if he can become a brother of life and death.

At first, his eyes were a little hesitant, but finally came to the conclusion that no matter what Zhang Fenghuo planned, the source of the matter was himself, and the three brothers were really friends. For a moment, he was a little heroic, his blue veins protruding, and his eyes became stiff.

The weather is not good. Even if he is brave, he has to fight with the other party. Although he doesn't seem to be a good person, as a patriarch, he has his own dignity and bottom line. If he is really afraid to roll back, he will have any face to stay in the Fire City in the future.

"The boy is arrogant and comes with his life." The domineering moved, and the more than 70 people behind him also moved, but the direction the horse rushed in the direction was not Zhang Fenghuo, nor the thoughtless wolf smoke and iron blood, but biting each other.

As long as a disciple of Batang fell to the ground unsteadily, he was trampled on by the horse in an instant. He jumped on the horse's back and jumped up. The mace in his hand went straight to Zhang Fenghuo. Zhang Fenghuo did not dodge. He pulled up and fell off the stone stool to meet him. He could not be blamed for taking materials on the ground. He really had no weapon to take advantage of it.

At this moment, the wolf smoke figure was like a ghost, and the short blade in his hand stabbed the domineering sky. The overlord's secret is not good, but his body can't be taken back now. This thorn made him unable to dodge, but just when he was worried about his chest, a force came from behind him, and only heard the sound of a burst of bones bursting.

The iron-blooded fist hit his back impartially, and his body smashed to the ground without moving.

The remaining domineering disciples were killed when they saw the family head face to face. Many people fell to the ground and were trampled to death by horses.

"Whether you would like to surrender!" Zhang Fenghuo shouted.

The remaining domineering disciples dared to resist except for panic, and they all shouted that they were willing to surrender.

Zhang Fenghuo took a look at Wu Nian, smiled, raised his hands forward, and brought a gust of wind blowing in the horses.