Chapter 29 Cold Moon Sword (Two in One)

Everyone saw Feng Yi flying in a chair, grabbing people, grabbing knives with a flick of his sleeve, and branding clothes with his palms. The steadiness of his moves, the accuracy of his grasp, and the cleverness of his strength were truly shocking and unprecedented.

And Feng Yi did not leave his chair from beginning to end, and he was leisurely and leisurely showing the demeanor of a top master. If there were not two more corpses on the ground, no one would have believed that this was true.

Some people with slightly higher martial arts skills were arrogant and thought that Feng Yi not only had deep internal strength, but also had unfathomable martial arts skills. When they thought of this, sweat broke out on their palms.

This skill is not easy to take away!

At this moment, the hotel seemed to be at a standstill.

He Bi was just letting out a long breath, feeling suddenly surprised and happy, as if in a dream. Until Feng Yizheng returned to the table and was pouring wine, he suddenly felt his legs go limp and collapsed to the ground.

Feng Yi glanced back and felt both amused and helpless.

He had heard that since the "Dongting Twins" had been searching for Ding Dian for ten years, they must have accomplished something extraordinary, but he never expected them to be so useless.

But he didn't know that in the original plot, these two brothers were the first to break into the Jingzhou government office and deliver Ding Dian's head.

Whether they are good at martial arts or not is another matter, but they are really brave!

Now the world has changed, and the Feng Yi they met is no less powerful than Ding Dian at that time. This is their fate! Perhaps it is also the fate of every martial artist! If they don’t die at the hands of this person, they will die at the hands of that person. There are very few martial arts masters who can really have a good end!

Feng Yi thought of this, and was silent for a while, then said slowly: "You are not as ignorant as your brother, so I will let you go!"

He Bi was staring at Feng Yi, his lips trembling and a look of confusion in his eyes. Then he was overjoyed, grabbed the bodies of his brothers and Wang Shaohua, turned around and ran away.

Feng Yi casually broke off some wood chips from the corner of the table, without even looking at them, and flicked them with his thumb and index finger, making a "whoosh" sound.

He Bizheng groaned, his right thigh felt numb, his whole body felt sore and limp, he fell to the ground, and when he looked up, he saw a piece of wood chip fallen on the ground.

He Bizheng knew who did it without thinking. He looked at Feng Yi and asked in a trembling voice, "What do you want?"

Feng Yi laughed and scolded: "You are a veteran in the martial arts world, but you don't even know the most basic rules. The so-called Dongting Double Righteousness is nothing more than that!"

He Bizheng's face turned dark purple, his eyes widened, as the saying goes, a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated, but his lips moved, and he was silent for a long while before he slowly said, "Yes, I don't know the rules!

Is it enough for me to leave one hand?" He pulled out the knife from his brother's body and was about to chop off his right hand.

Feng Yi knocked on the wine glass and said, “If I want your hand, can’t I take it myself?

Two things. First, you gave all the money you brothers had to the store. Second,…"

Feng Yi smiled and said slowly: "I killed your brothers who had fought for your life. You should avenge them, but with your kung fu, I am afraid it will not work even if you practice for another 30 years! But now, all the martial arts heroes in the two lakes have come here, all for the Shenzhaojing and Lianchengjue in my body.

You have seen Shui Sheng and Wang Xiaofeng just now. With them here, one of the 'Four Wonders of the South' must be nearby.

You follow them up, the Four Wonders of the South are all great heroes of the time, once they hear that I am here with so many heroes, they will definitely come, if you defeat me and kill me, it will be considered as revenge for your brothers. "

As he spoke, his eyes flashed as he looked around, patted his chest and said, "And the skills I have become ownerless. Who will get them in the end depends on your ability!"

Everyone was moved when they heard this, but they also secretly admired Feng Yi's extraordinary heroism.

He Bizheng nodded: "Please show some mercy, sir. I know what is right and what is wrong. I dare not take revenge. I will definitely get it done. I dare not disobey you!"

He searched himself, his brother and Wang Shaohua, found a few banknotes and some small change, wrapped them together, and threw them on the hotel counter.

The shopkeeper had disappeared long ago.

He Bizheng pushed the Huantiao point to release the blood, unblocked the acupoint, then suddenly stood up, grabbed the two corpses, and ran away.

Feng Yi glanced at everyone sideways. They were all staring at him. When they saw his gaze, fear flashed in their eyes.

Feng Yi chuckled, picked up the wine pot, poured a glass of wine, and said coldly: "You all gathered here for me, but you are not taking action now. Are you waiting for me to give you the skills?"

As soon as he said this, some people stood up with weapons in their hands, but their eyes were vague, and they looked at each other and sat down again.

Everyone knows that although the treasure is good, whoever goes up first at this time will definitely follow in the footsteps of the two heroes of Dongting. It is better to wait for others to go up first, and then deal with it when Feng Yi is exhausted.

These people are not from the same sect, but they have the same mindset. Although there seem to be dozens of them, they all have ulterior motives.

Feng Yi judged the man's expression and knew that he hoped others would take the lead so that he could reap the benefits. He tilted his head back, drank the wine, stood up slowly, and said in a cold voice: "With this courage, you want to get your hands on the peerless martial arts?"

Seeing his fierce eyes, at this moment, a loud shout was heard from the crowd: "Yes, if everyone is afraid of death, how can we obtain the secret of the skill?

Let’s take him down first, and then we can discuss and divide it equally! If someone comes later and takes over, wouldn’t it be a waste of our efforts? "

Feng Yi suddenly burst into laughter, the sound shook the tiles, and dust fell from the roof.

Everyone's eardrums were hurt by the laughter. Suddenly, there were two whooshing sounds, and two cold stars flew straight towards Feng Yi.

Feng Yi stopped laughing and waved his sleeves. Two clang sounds were heard and two Feihuang stones were embedded in the wall, deeply embedded in the wood.

Feng Yi casually lifted up the table beside him and slapped it at the man who shot the hidden weapon, and the man raised his knife and chopped it.

With a "crash", the table immediately broke into pieces like sand and stones, with bowls, utensils and wood chips flying everywhere.

Feng Yi's figure flashed like lightning, and he was already close to the man. He stretched out his hand to grab his chest and lifted him up.

This man had just thrown his hidden weapon swiftly and with his sword powerfully, which was visible to everyone, and his martial arts skills were very strong. But when Feng Yi grabbed hold of him, his sword immediately slipped out of his hand and fell limply, motionless.

Feng Yi slightly turned his wrist and lifted the big man up with his head facing down. He loosened his grip and the big man's head hit the floor with a "bang". He curled up on the ground, rolling his eyes, not moving at all, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "We live on the edge of a knife. Feng's martial arts are too high. If we don't join forces, let alone get the treasure, I'm afraid no one can escape his clutches!"

Although everyone saw that Feng Yi's martial arts skills were so high and shocking, people in the martial arts world are not blindly afraid of death. They just consider whether it is worth it.

When they thought of the magical treasure, they regarded Feng Yi as gold, wealth, fame and status, and their courage grew. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes, and they all held their weapons and shouted, "Everyone, attack together!"

"Kill him!"

They brandished their weapons and surrounded us.

Feng Yi sneered: "This is more like it!"

The figure flashed, rushed into the crowd, and grabbed the two men with knives.

It looked like just an ordinary grappling technique, but the two men were unable to dodge or block it in time. When Feng Yi grabbed them, they collapsed to the ground like noodles without making a sound.

When five or six people saw this, their weapons dropped at the same time, but Feng Yi slipped out of the weapon net as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden, and killed two people with his hands.

No matter what moves the opponent used to attack or dodge, Feng Yi just grabbed them casually, and wherever he passed, everyone fell to the ground without any hesitation, without losing his pace at all. He was invincible! In an instant, more than ten people died silently.

These people had been in the underworld all their lives, but they had never seen such means before. They were terrified and a few timid ones fled.

Feng Yi smiled: "Too late!"

He grabbed two men and threw them out.

“Woo woo—”

Although the two big men were not very skilled in martial arts, they weighed at least 160 to 170 kilograms. Feng Yi treated them like scarecrows and threw them at the people who ran to the door.

There were a few "bang" sounds, and several people rolled their eyes, and their lives and deaths were unknown in an instant.

Of course, we don’t know whether we are alive or dead, only others don’t know.

Feng Yi naturally knew this. When he captured the people, he used his mental strength to break the heart meridians of the two men. When he threw the two men out, he used the "transmitting force through objects" to directly smash the escapees to death.

Feng Yi had already thought about it. In the world of "The Untold Story", except for a few people like Di Yun and Ding Dian, there was almost no trace of humanity in the martial arts world. And he was holding a treasure that everyone coveted! So how could he reduce the risk?

Only kill!

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He became so notorious for his brutality that no one dared to attack him.

After all, if you are a thief for a thousand days, why should you be on guard against thieves the day before? As for committing endless sins of killing, he didn't care.

For example, the characters in the worlds of Tian Long, The Return of the Condor Heroes, and The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, no matter what kind of people they are, they still have the righteousness of their country and family in their hearts and know how to resist aggression.

When the country is in danger, if you kill people indiscriminately, it would be unkind of a son.

And in this world of Liancheng, as long as the gangsters can rob me, who can't I kill?

In an instant, more than 30 of the more than 50 people in the hotel were killed by him, and more than 10 others were standing there motionless.

In this sunny spring season, cold sweat broke out on everyone's forehead! Because they felt that they were not besieging Feng Yi, but were being slaughtered unilaterally by him.

Whoever he walked towards would die! And whoever ran towards the door or window, or jumped to break out of the house, would die first, so they simply stopped moving.

This way, you can live a little longer.

Even if it's just for a short while, it's the biggest luxury.

Feng Yi had eaten and drunk his fill today, and asked He Bizhen to lure the Four Wonders of the South over with the intention of starting a massacre.

The people who were killed were terrified! Let his name Feng Yi shock the world with one battle!

After all, killing a Taoist priest is far from enough to intimidate the villains in the martial arts world!

Just as he thought about it, Feng Yi killed another seven people. He had just caught an old man and was about to shock him to death when he suddenly heard the sound of clothes being blown by wind passing through the air behind him.

Then came a vigorous and powerful voice: "Look at the palm!"

At the same time, Feng Yi felt a huge gust of wind coming from behind him. It was extremely fierce and powerful, unprecedented in its force, and reached his back in an instant.

The man thought he was going to die when he suddenly saw a grey shadow rushing into the store, spreading his palms and slapping Feng Yi.

Feng Yi heard the sound and identified the shape, knowing that the palm wind was coming with great force. Fearing that he could not handle it with ordinary means, he did not let go of the man with his left hand. Instead, he exerted force to shock him to death, and then used his Shadowless Divine Fist to counterattack the man.

Before the two exchanged fists, the store was swept by a hurricane, and the tables, bowls, and roof tiles jumped with a "clattering" sound.

The fists and palms collided, and the huge hotel shook suddenly. Dust and tiles from the roof fell down. The remaining people looked terrified and hurriedly leaned against the wall.

Feng Yi only felt that the opponent's palm power was coming endlessly, like the Yangtze River. He couldn't help but sway his body and took a step forward. It felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart, but he took a breath of true energy and was back to normal. He protected himself with a palm, then turned around and looked at the person who came.

When the man's fist touched Feng Yi's, he felt a warm current penetrating his skin, which actually made him feel a little numb. He somersaulted and tumbled several feet backwards. He took three steps back and the floor cracked under his feet. Only then did he dissipate the aftershock, and his face was filled with shock and anger.

Feng Yi saw that the man was thin, gentle, with a long white beard, bright eyes, and a long sword hanging from his waist. He asked calmly, "Who are you?"

Feng Yi exchanged hands with him and was forced to take a step forward. He felt that the opponent's palm power was even stronger than that of Taoist Xiao. He was the strongest master he had ever seen and deserved a respectful title.

The man's eyes sparkled, he clasped his hands together, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Jiangnan Shuidai!"

Suddenly someone shouted, "Water Hero!"

"Mr. Shui, please help us. Feng Yi is a bloodthirsty person..."

"He is a great threat to the martial arts world!"

"Where are the three heroes Lu, Hua, and Liu?"

Shui Dai's reputation as a hero spread far and wide, and this group of people finally found a backbone. They all ran to Shui Dai's side, but unexpectedly Feng Yi shouted: "Whoever wants to die, just move!"

He shouted with all his inner strength, and the noise of the crowd was completely suppressed. Suddenly, he felt thunder in his ears, his chest felt tight and his breath was short, and a rush of hot blood rushed to his forehead.

Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a white-haired old man suddenly jumped forward, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

It turned out that this man had been frightened to death by Feng Yi's methods just now, and after being shocked by the thunder-like roar, it was unknown whether he was frightened to death or shocked to death by his internal force.

But no matter what, everyone was horrified and no one dared to move. They were like clay puppets, just looking at Shui Dai with pleading faces, their hearts in turmoil.

Shui Dai stared at Feng Yi and saw that he was tall and handsome, with a dignified look in his eyes. It was obvious that his internal strength had reached a very high level. He was secretly surprised and said, "Are you Feng Yi, the last disciple of Mr. Mei?"

The news about Feng Yi in the Jingzhou government office had spread throughout the Jiangbei and Jiangnan regions in just a few days. Shui Dai was well-known throughout the world and had great power in the Jiangnan region, so he naturally knew about it.

He had no intention of underestimating him, and he raised his power to 100% as soon as he attacked. However, Feng Yi's punch was so fierce and his internal strength was so profound that he had to rely on his own skills for decades to barely resist him. Even his sworn brothers were far inferior to him in terms of such magical skills.

Even a martial arts expert who has been famous for many years could not help but believe that Feng Yi had indeed mastered the true skills of Shenzhao Gong, otherwise how could he be so capable?

Feng Yi saw that Shui Dai had a straight face and a harmonious temperament, which completely matched the image of a righteous hero in his mind. He also knew that Shui Dai in the original plot would rather die than be humiliated, and he was indeed a character, so he said, "Mr. Mei and Senior Brother Ding are half-mentor. Senior Brother Ding accepted me as his disciple and taught me martial arts, that's it."

Feng Yi also knew that as Mei Niansheng's last disciple, he felt a little weak. Shui Dai was not one of the three evil disciples of the Mei Sect, so he didn't want to force him to recognize him.

What this means is that if you treat me as I am, then that's it, and if you don't, it doesn't matter.

Shui Dai sneered, "Even if you are really Mr. Mei's disciple, if he were here, seeing how ruthless you are, he would definitely not acknowledge you as his disciple."

Feng Yi couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I think if Master knew that Hero Shui was so unethical and attacked a young man like me, he would probably be restless in his grave, right?"

(End of this chapter)