A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 9: Anti-kill!
Chapter 9 Anti-kill!
The two were about to break through the window. Suddenly a loud shout came from behind. The ground behind them suddenly burst. A figure flew out from it, full of invigoration, and a pure golden palm appeared in the air. Cruelly printed on the chest of the younger brother of the two. After being hit by a force of 1,200 jin, the junior screamed and flew out, with blood running wild in his mouth.
Senior brother immediately took two steps back, his face was guarded, and angrily said: "Who? Get out!"
Chen Feng walked out of the night with a cold smile on his lips: "Brother Cheng, didn't you come to me? Why, don't you know me?"
"It's you?" Senior Brother Cheng screamed in disbelief: "You trash can hurt Junior Brother Zhang with a palm? What martial arts do you use? How could it be so powerful?"
Is this still the waste?
"I want to kill me, but I don't even know the details. I deserve to be here today!" Chen Feng said with a cold laugh.
"Sneak attack, you mean!" Senior Brother Cheng said angrily.
"Aren't you planning to attack me? If I hadn't prepared, I would have been killed by you! Despicable? You are the real devil."
These two people came to kill themselves, and Chen Feng wouldn't tell them anything to be fair. He just wanted to attack him. Anyway, his goal was to kill each other. The method is not important.
He dug a dirt pit next to the hut beforehand, then lay down the whole person, and buried himself with soil, only a tiny gap was exposed for breathing, and then the whole person slowed down his breathing, letting himself lose his life as much as possible. sign.
Sure enough, the two people didn't find him, and he stole him straight!
"Haha, so what? You trash, think that if you hurt Junior Brother Zhang, what can you do to me? Tell you, trash is trash, you won't be my opponent for the rest of your life, die!" Senior Brother Cheng grinned. , Drew out the long knife around his waist, flew up in the air, and looked at Chen Feng with a knife.
He is one of Elder Sun’s proud disciples, and he is already an acquired five! Two levels higher than Chen Feng.
The day after tomorrow is five tiers, with a power of two thousand catties, which is equivalent to the power of four tigers!
Chen Feng didn’t take it hard, and kept backing away. Senior Brother Cheng arrogantly laughed and said, “Waste, why don’t you pick it up? Waste is waste. I don’t have the courage to connect me with a single cut!”
Chen Feng pursed his mouth and said nothing. He kept backing up, and Senior Brother Cheng kept moving forward. It seemed that Senior Brother Cheng had lost his patience, and suddenly his true energy surged out and shouted, "Die!"
In an instant, he cut eighteen knives in a row!
Chen Feng is a little familiar with this trick. It is the first-grade Huang-level technique he once saw in the martial arts pavilion.
Shooting eighteen knives in an instant, fast and windy, it is impossible to resist. But the disadvantage is that the power of each knife is not particularly strong, and it is not as good as the knives that were cut before.
Chen Feng pursed his mouth. This time, he did not advance but retreated!
The Great Handprint of Guangming was launched, and the golden palm bombarded the two sword lights, and even shattered the two sword lights!
"How is it possible?" Brother Cheng opened his mouth in disbelief.
"Why is it impossible?" Chen Feng laughed, and then came to him. The golden palm was not hindered by the light of the knife, and it was directly printed on his chest. This palm directly collapsed the chest hit by Senior Brother Cheng, his tendons broke and blood spurted out of his mouth.
Senior Brother Cheng fell to the ground, blood coming out of his mouth and nose, and blood coming out of his chest.
He looked at Chen Feng, who was approaching step by step, with great fear in his eyes. He propped up and backed away, begging: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
"If it were you, would you let me go?" Chen Feng smiled coldly, printed a palm on the cover of his heavenly spirit, and directly blasted him to death.
Then he killed Junior Brother Zhang again.
"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. When Elder Sun finds out that the two disciples have not returned for a long time, he will definitely come over. His lowest is also the 7th layer of the acquired power. I am definitely not his opponent. In fact, if there is no big handprint, the day after tomorrow I struggled to deal with the five warriors."
"I'll leave here quickly and go hunting monsters in the Aomori Mountains. You can experience yourself or hunt for monsters to compete with each other. The crystal cores of monsters are very precious and can be exchanged for spirit stone resources or exchange with others. Martial arts, weapons, etc... kill two birds with one stone. After Uncle Han comes back, I will come back here again!"
Chen Feng collected all the belongings of the two of them, but unfortunately, the two of them came out to kill, and they didn't carry anything on them. They added up to ten spiritual stones.
Chen Feng threw the two corpses into the river. The river had a lot of water and the flow was fast. By tomorrow, the corpses would not know where they were washed, and they could not be found. He eliminated the traces of the battle on the spot, so as not to be caught by Elder Sun. People killed themselves, Elder Sun knew very well, but he couldn't find evidence.
After doing this, Chen Feng packed all the spirit stones into the bag and left.
The Aomori Mountains have high mountains and dense forests with many monsters.
In a dense forest in a valley, there was the sound of gusts of wind and thunder, with golden light gleaming.
Chen Feng sweats like rain, practicing the big mudra over and over again. At this time, his big mudra has been practiced to the extent that his hands move with his heart, and his eyes are almost integrated with his body.