Chapter 165 One Move

Duan Chenghu has been completely enraged, and his black fists shine coldly towards the other three people standing. At this time, I'm afraid that even if God comes to stop him from moving, he will not hesitate to punch him. The other three have been injured to varying degrees, and as soon as the dog formation is broken, they can no longer resist Duan Chenghu's crazy offensive. Seeing that several people are about to fold into Duan Chenghu's hands...

" Stop, the beggar helped the four heroes admit defeat."

A low shout came, and at the same time, a warm wind blew in the air, and there was a faint fragrance in the wind. However, the power brought by the warm wind made the masters change color together. Because the warm wind felt warm at the beginning, but in an instant it made people feel a power to corrupt people's meridians. The sound came from the beggar. With a gentle brush of his right hand, it will make people change color...

The fragrant wind has blown to Duan Chenghu's body. Duan Chenghu was slightly stunned, but he still took a big step away without changing his face. He punched the other three begs, fighting to hurt himself and killed the three people. The beggar gang's face changed slightly, and a cold electric light came from his narrow eyes, and he scolded, "Arrogance." With his left hand exert force, the warm wind suddenly became stronger... At this time, Yin Tianqiu, the righteous leader, laughed and said, "Master Long, their juniors do it. What we watch is that it takes such a big liver fire... Haha..." As he spoke, he brushed away, and a cold breath came. But it just blew away the fragrant wind. The face of the beggar Long Tianzhu changed. He was about to speak, but when he looked at the field, his face was already blue. Seeing that Duan Chenghu's fierce fist wind had broken through the void, he went towards the three beggars with a whining roar... The sky was full of iron fists...

The faces of the three beggars were like dead ashes. They seemed to know that they would die. A wisp of determination appeared in their eyes. The power of their whole body had reached the extreme and went to the shadow of the fists all over the sky... Duan Chenghu's wild laughter echoed in the scene and roared, "What can I do with my arms blocking the car...? Haha”

Suddenly, his wild laughter stopped abruptly, and the fists in the sky dispersed. His iron-like fists were gently pinched in their hands by a smiling young man... People didn't see how the young man came from, but felt a flower in front of them, a faint shadow flashed, and Duan Chenghu was full of hegemony. The angry fist shadow is like a poisonous snake, stuck seven inches...

Although the young man is burly, he looks a little thin compared with Duan Chenghu in front of him. He was smiling and looking at Duan Chenghu with a blue face in front of him. The smile on his face was harmless, as if he didn't know that he was holding the fist of Duan Chenghu, one of the five tigers who were more powerful than a real tiger...

Duan Chenghu felt very angry, and no one had ever dared to hold his fist, especially with an extremely sharp trap on his fist. The young man didn't seem to know. He wanted to pull back his fist, but he tried his best to breastfeed, but he couldn't pull back his hand. His face was like purple sauce, and of course half of it was angry...

"Please forgive others."

The young man smiled. He gently let go, and the tiger had been pulled empty, had retreated several feet, and almost staggered to sit on the ground. People made a big fuss, and then stared at the field holding their breath. They knew that Duan Chenghu, a mad tiger, was afraid of encountering a hard stubble this time... But the young man had nothing surprising except for being more beautiful. He was dressed in light blue clothes and casually, but it made people look very comfortable... Not even more A kind of domineering, some are just a kind of graceful atmosphere that exudes indifference and inadvertently... Looking at him, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, but people intuitively feel that the young man in front of them is definitely not something that can deal with... He is full of an unspeakable momentum...< /P>

Duan Chenghu has never encountered such a shameful thing. However, although he is violent, he is not stupid. He knows that the young people in front of him are definitely not that simple. He faintly felt a danger in his heart, which was the beast's intuition about danger...

At this time, the three heroes of the beggar gang have come back. Qi Qiqi arched his hand to Han Feng and said, "My beggar gang four heroes feel the kindness of your help. I don't say thank you. The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow for a long time in the future..." The young man smiled and said, "Well, please come back." The four beggars glared at the tiger and went back, not to mention...

Duan Chenghu opened his mouth to stop him, but he didn't say anything. The young man's momentum made him afraid a lot...

"Who are you?" Duan Chenghu asked.

"Han Feng." Two simple words.

Duan Chenghu has been thinking for a long time, and he has never heard of any recent rising star named Han Feng in the martial arts.

"I haven't heard of it." Duan Chenghu was relieved and continued to ask, "What gang?"

"Ha ha, the boss of Wuyuncheng Wuxiangju, if Master Duan is free, you can go to my restaurant for a drink."

No fragrance? Duan Chenghu muttered that he seemed to have heard the name somewhere. But there is no impression.

Duan Chenghu smiled and the expression on his face relaxed a lot, "The restaurant owner? This is a gang. I am one of the five tiger generals of the righteous gang. This is not a fun place. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better go back early to be your boss. He said heavily about the righteous help of the five tiger generals. As if he was afraid that Han Feng would not understand... He thought that as a person in Wuyun City, Han Feng would definitely know the righteous help. If he didn't want to get into trouble, he would definitely retreat knowingly...

People are very strange. They have never seen when Uncle Duan Chenghu talk to people so kindly... Han Feng smiled and said, "Okay, there's nothing to do, I'll go back first..." After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to his VIP seat. He is not in the mood to grab those things now... but he didn't see a strange look on the tiger's face behind him...

"Hence." Duan Chenghu's voice came from behind, with a cold feeling. Han Feng turned around and found that Cheng Hu was looking at him strangely...

"Well, what's the matter?" Han Feng asked.

"Nothing happened, but you need to apologize to me." Duan Chenghu said slowly. He regarded Han Feng's retreat as weakness.

"Apologize?" Han Feng showed a playful smile on his face. He seems to know something about Duan Chenghu's intentions. However, although he is unwilling to cause trouble, Han Feng has never been afraid of trouble.

"I'm sorry, but I've never learned it."

After saying that, Han Feng gently turned around and continued, as if nothing had happened. Duan Chenghu's face showed a ferocious look, and no one had ever taken his matter so seriously. His fists have been clenched, and the sharp golden iron light flashes in people's eyes... People know that this tiger is extremely angry, his teeth are clucking, and his black hair is windless automatically...

"Be careful." A woman's voice came, and Han Feng's heart moved. He could hear that it was not Yue Tongsu's voice... But now he was not allowed to consider it deeply, because a silent wind of fist suddenly came from behind.

"Magic Tiger Yinfeng, Duan Chenghu teaches."

When the strong wind was the body, Duan Chenghu's voice shouted out, obviously his heart was insidious. Han Feng's back was exposed to the boxing wind, and the empty door opened. Some people have exclaimed, and they secretly said in their hearts, "This young man is too big. I'm afraid he will suffer losses this time... I can't help but feel a little sorry..."

The muscles on Han Feng's face curved upward, and an imperceptible sneer floated up. If Duan Chenghu doesn't have the intention to kill, he will still take action, but this is forced by the other party. Therefore, a cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes. Han Feng has never had any good self-restraint for these people who wanted his life... Because he knew that kindness to the enemy was cruel to himself... Duan Chenghu's boxing style was corrosive and came silently. Once he came to his body, there was a roar... Han Feng was actually there, like a wooden stake, without moving at all. The strong boxing wind hit his back, and Duan Chenghu's wild laughter came...

"Go to hell!"

"Bang."

The dull voice was like a broken revolution, but Han Feng did not fly as expected. The tiger's sneer slowly deadlocked on his face. He felt a cold air rising from his heart. There is even an idea of turning around and running away... However, there is still a trace of luck in his heart...

Han Feng slowly turned around and smiled at Duan Chenghu. However, the smile looked in the latter's eyes, but it was like the smile of the Lord of Hell... Duan Chenghu no longer hesitated, his footsteps suddenly stopped on the ground, and then retreated, like a sharp arrow that broke through the air, running in the opposite direction...

But it was too late. People found that Han Feng raised his arm so gently and gently patted Duan Chenghu on the back... The body of Chenghu had turned into a flying bird, suddenly accelerating and flying back to his camp with a sw. However, some masters found that Chenghu seemed to be unable to control the direction of his body...

Han Feng stood there quietly, as if waiting for something. That period of Chenghu was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had flown back to his camp. Those righteous gangs have greeted him and helped him...

"Master Duan is so good that he single-handedly chose three people. It really deserves to be one of my five tiger generals..."

The sound of flattery suddenly rose, and several gangs were flattering this piece of flattery. Chenghu is a righteous figure, and some gangs can't wait to flatter him... But at the next moment, the voices of these gangs stopped abruptly. Because Chenghu did not make a sound, people looked up and found a strange smile on his face...

Then, blood came out of Duan Chenghu's eyes, nostrils and ears...

"Uh!" A short sigh came from Duan Chenghu's throat, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was black, and there were some black purple meat pieces in it... Duan Chenghu's internal organs were broken, and his tall body suddenly rushed forward and fell into the black blood he spit out...