Chapter 59: Still fighting?

Speaking of Di Yun, Qi Fang, and Yan Daping, after they came out of the Wan family, they found a car and wanted to take Qi Changfa back to his hometown.

After all, although Qi Changfa's tendons and bones were broken, he was still alive thanks to the nourishment of the Shenzhao Qi.

Regardless of whether he truly repented or not, his appreciation for Di Yun's filial piety came from the bottom of his heart. He told Di Yun and Qi Fang about their fellow apprentices and their master, so that they would not be blinded by hatred and die at Feng Yi's hands.

He got to know Feng Yi quite well after getting along with him. He knew that Feng Yi might not kill Di Yun and Qi Fang today, but when they went for revenge, that would be another matter.

He didn't want these two young men to seek their own death.

As for killing Feng Yi, Yan Daping knew that it would never be possible with Di Yun and Qi Fang.

Even if their martial arts are similar to Feng Yi's, they have no chance of winning!

In fact, Di Yun and Qi Fang had already understood that Qi Changfa's killing of their master was indeed a heinous crime, but he was their father and their master after all, so they remained silent when listening to Yan Daping's nagging.

As the three of them were walking, they suddenly heard a deep shout: "Stop."

Qi Fang suddenly felt a strong gust of wind. She looked up and saw a dark shadow swooping down from the roof. Five skinny fingers grabbed her as fast as lightning. Before she could react, her shoulder was grabbed.

She only felt that the claw was like a pair of tongs. A heat rushed through her shoulder and went straight to her whole body. She groaned miserably and her whole body became hot. The hand that she had just raised to fight back also loosened.

The Blood Knife Patriarch wrapped his sleeves and pulled Qi Fang over.

Qi Fang was shocked and angry, but she was powerless to break free, so she could only yell, "You stinky monk, let go!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch smiled and reached out to press her mute point. As a result, Qi Fang couldn't even speak.

Yan Daping and Di Yun turned around and saw an old monk holding a sharp knife to Qi Fang's neck.

Seeing his wrinkled face and his sunken eyes full of coldness, Yan Daping asked unconsciously, "Who are you..."

Di Yun saw that the monk looked strange, and saw a blood-red long knife across his sister's neck, and he said in shock: "Let my sister go!"

He dropped the cart, turned around, raised his left hand and struck the monk in the chest.

Yan Daping had also pulled out the sword from his crutch and stabbed forward.

The old monk laughed and said, "I don't even take Mei Niansheng seriously, how dare you offer me treasures?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a red shadow flashed and a strange blood knife rushed towards Yan Daping.

Yan Daping then remembered that he had lost his inner strength, and cursed in his heart: "Fuck, what are you trying to do!"

In a hurry, he swung his sword. With a clang, the sword in his hand broke. Yan Daping's arm went numb, and he quickly bent over and retreated.

The Blood Knife Patriarch moved extremely quickly. He shook the Blood Knife and slapped the broken blade, and the broken sword shot towards Yan Daping like an arrow.

His bloody knife suddenly turned left and slashed towards Di Yun again.

When Di Yun saw Yan Daping taking action, he thought that this uncle of his could still be trusted, but he didn't expect him to be so useless.

Yan Daping now has no internal strength, and his strength is not even comparable to that of a strong young man. All his moves are useless when facing the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Yan Daping was so frightened that he retreated in panic, but the broken sword came at him so fast that there was no way he could avoid it.

Just as he was about to accept his fate, he suddenly felt a flash of white light from the side, sparks flew, and the broken blade snapped and was nailed to the floor tiles.

Yan Daping took a quick look and was so surprised and happy that his lips trembled and he was unable to speak.

At the same time, Di Yun saw the bloody shadow flashing, but he was not afraid at all, and rushed forward.

The Blood Knife Patriarch only needed to shake his wrist slightly to chop off Di Yun, but he deflected the blade and hit Di Yun on the chest.

Di Yun felt his bones splitting in pain and took a few steps back.

He found that the old monk's martial arts skills were better than his master's, and were probably almost as good as Feng Yi. But what surprised him was that the old monk did not continue to attack, but instead grabbed his junior sister and floated back more than ten feet.

Di Yun shouted, "Come and fight me, why are you arresting my sister?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the old monk staring behind him, holding his junior sister in one hand, holding a sword across her neck with the other, and said with a smile: "What do you say?"

I only heard someone sneer and say, "What's the point of this?"

Di Yun glanced over and saw Feng Yi standing about ten feet away, and Yan Daping standing beside him with his head lowered.

Di Yun was very surprised and asked, "It's you?" After a slight hesitation, he asked, "Did you provoke him?"

Feng Yi looked Di Yun up and down, and said in a low voice: "I think you have a great affinity with him."

Feng Yi was afraid of being tricked if he chased too closely, so he stayed away from the Blood Knife Patriarch. Who knew that the thief would jump off the roof and meet Di Yun and his group. When he caught up, the Blood Knife Patriarch had already caught Qi Fang and was unable to rescue her in time.

But he also had reason to suspect that this Blood Knife Patriarch was a bad guest to others, but a "lucky star" to Di Yun.

Otherwise, in this big city of Jingzhou, would they be encountered by the Blood Knife Ancestor?

Di Yun naturally didn't know what Feng Yi meant by that, and said seriously: "I've never seen him before, how could we be destined to be together!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch smiled and said, "We didn't have the fate before, but we will have it in the future. We can even be brothers-in-law!"

As he spoke, he touched Qi Fang's chin with his left hand: "Excellent, excellent!"

At this time, the brave people on the street gathered around, and basically understood the meaning of this. Feng Yi waved his hand and shouted: "Okay, let her go, and I'll let you walk!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch rolled his eyes and said, "Master Feng, are you lying to a three-year-old child?

I let him go, and then you let me go, and then you cut the monk into pieces, and you even told people that you did let the monk go, but you didn’t say you wouldn’t chase him. Who can I go to for justice?”

Feng Yi knew that this monk was extremely cunning, but he didn't expect that he would reveal his thoughts in one word.

Di Yun said angrily, "Old monk, what grudge do you have against him? You should deal with him on your own. How can you be called a hero by arresting my sister?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch snorted coldly and said, "If I could handle it, why did I capture your sister?" He became excited, and his internal energy was affected, and he started coughing violently.

After hearing this, Di Yun felt that it made sense and could not help asking, "Senior, what deep hatred do you have with Feng Yi that cannot be resolved?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch chuckled and said, "There is no deep hatred, just some different ideas."

Di Yun was very surprised and asked, "We have different ideas, so you guys are going to use knives too?"

Feng Yi said calmly: "Are you very compatible with him? You are asking questions here!"

When Di Yun heard this, his mouth opened wide.

But the Blood Blade Patriarch sighed, "This kid has a good conscience. There are many people with strong martial arts in my Blood Blade Sect, but few with good consciences. I really want you to join my Blood Blade Sect. Boy, are you interested?"

Di Yun said: "If you let my sister go, I can consider it!"

Di Yun didn't know what kind of sect the Blood Knife Sect was, but he felt that the monk had great martial arts skills. If he could learn this skill, he would have a better chance of seeking revenge on Feng Yi in the future.

"Haha, you are worthy of being Qi Changfa's apprentice. You will do anything for the sake of benefits!"

"damn it!"

"Pooh!"

As they were talking, they heard footsteps. Dozens of men armed with swords and knives drove the common people away and surrounded them. They were all gangsters.

Di Yun couldn't help but be shocked. He looked around and saw that these people had disdain and sarcasm towards him in their expressions. Only Feng Yi was looking at him with a smile and seemed to be very interested.

"Feng Yi," said the Blood Knife Patriarch with a cold face, "The monk's internal strength is greatly damaged now. Do you think my mediocre internal strength can break the heart meridian of this girl? Can my Blood Knife cut her throat?"

He held the bloody knife in his right hand against Qi Fang's neck, and pressed his left hand on the vital point on the back of Qi Fang's heart. Either of these two hands would be enough to kill Qi Fang.

Di Yun shouted: "You..."

"Shut up!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch's eyes suddenly shot towards Di Yun's face and shouted, "If you say another word, I will chop off your sister's head."

Seeing that the Blood Knife Patriarch was surrounded by people from the martial arts world and his true energy was almost exhausted, it was hard to predict whether he could survive today.

The fierceness in his bones had already overwhelmed his admiration for Di Yun's innocent heart.

Di Yun saw that he could cut Yan Daping's sword in half with one stroke, so cutting his junior sister's throat would only be a matter of a light stroke. He couldn't help but shudder and had to shut up.

Feng Yi saw that Qi Fang's face was swollen and bruised, and her eyes were full of sadness and confusion.

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Thinking back to the original plot, she attended a banquet with her father and senior brother. In just one night, her father became a murderer and fled for fear of being punished.

The senior brother became a "qiang jian fan" (same pronunciation) and was thrown in jail.

After finally letting them go and marrying Wan Gui, she learned that her father and her senior brother were murdered by Wan Zhenshan and his son, and finally died at the hands of her husband. At that time, Qi Changfa was still alive but never cared about her. This woman's life was incomparably miserable.

And today, because he was chasing after the Blood Knife Patriarch, she lost her father and was insulted by the evil monk. Feng Yi felt like a bottle of mixed feelings had been overturned in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

Feng Yi's various reactions made the Blood Knife Patriarch happy, and he shouted: "Feng Yi, I'm asking you a question."

Feng Yi regained his composure and said calmly: "It's easy for you to kill her, and it's not difficult for me to kill you either!"

He glanced at Qi Fang and said lightly, "If you can kill her, not only will I have one less enemy, but I can also keep my hands clean. Why not do it?"

"Haha..." The Blood Knife Patriarch laughed.

He intentionally displayed his profound inner strength, and the sound not only shook the roof tiles, but also made everyone's ears buzz.

The heroes knew that his so-called "three-legged cat internal strength" was not something that ordinary people could achieve.

Someone shouted sternly, "Master Feng, the Blood Blade Sect is extremely vicious and shameless, and is the public enemy of the martial arts world. The longer this man lives, the more trouble he will cause. Just kill him with one sword!"

"Yes, if Qi girl dies, countless people will live. This is the most cost-effective thing..."

Before he finished speaking, the Blood Knife Patriarch stretched out his finger and flicked it. With a whoosh, the man suddenly felt a numbness in his chest; he had been hit by a stone in acupuncture point.

The Blood Knife Patriarch said coldly: "Is it your place to butt in on what Grandpa is saying to Hero Feng?"

He was unyielding and only had Feng Yi in his eyes, so he called him a hero and praised him, but he was not afraid of the large number of heroes.

Feng Yi said calmly: "What do you want? Draw a path for it."

The Blood Knife Patriarch looked at Feng Yi with a half-smile and said, "Do you want me to die, or her to die?"

As she spoke, the blood knife trembled slightly, and a streak of blood flowed from Qi Fang's snow-white neck.

Di Yun was furious and was about to speak when the Blood Knife Patriarch stretched out his finger and flicked a stone, which flew over and hit his mute point again.

Little did people know that the Blood Knife Patriarch's swordsmanship had reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted without any error.

With that strike just now, he just wanted to scare her and cut a little bit of Qi Fang's flesh.

While Di Yun was relieved, Feng Yi could not help but laugh out loud, saying, "Old bald donkey, are you stupid? This Qi girl has no relation to me, and she wants to avenge her father. I didn't kill her, and I have done my best to root her out.

As long as you are alive, I will not feel at ease. Tell me, can I let you go because of you?

You have no hair on your head, and you have no brains either?"

The Blood Blade Patriarch was insulted by him, but he was not angry. Instead, he grinned and said, "Feng Yi, why should I threaten you with her instead of arresting pedestrians on the road?"

His smile was very mysterious, and he seemed to be confident, and said: "The ancestor used this move when he was desperate, so he was naturally very confident.

Otherwise, the ancestor would have committed suicide long ago. How could he have fallen into your hands and suffered the same torture as Wan Zhenshan, Qi Changfa and the others?"

Everyone was not expecting him to say this suddenly. They were all stunned and looked at Feng Yi, including Di Yun.

Could it be that Feng Yi really has a crush on Qi Fang?

Even Qi Fang had a pale face and stared at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi chuckled and said, "I'd like to hear your reasoning in detail!" He took off the gourd from his waist and took a sip.

He also called up the system in his mind to take a look, and found that the achievement value for upgrading the Shenzhao Gong to perfection was still far from enough.

The reward for the "cleaning up the house" mission has not arrived yet.

Even though he knew that the last time the system settled the money, it waited until he was completely out of danger before distributing it, he still felt resentful in his heart.

He had a plan to save Qi Fang, but it required too much control. If he couldn't control it well, it would be unknown whether the Blood Knife Ancestor would live or die, but Qi Fang would definitely die, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, he traveled to this world and didn't want Qi Fang, the poor woman, to die in his hands again.

This is not because of fear of consequences, but because of inability to bear it.

Either he wanted to kill the Blood Knife Patriarch, or he hoped that Ding Dian, Di Yun, Qi Fang and the others would survive.

Feng Yiqiu’s thought came true!

The Blood Knife Patriarch looked at Feng Yi with an indifferent expression, pondered for a moment, and said: "Feng Xia, you are a martial arts genius. At such a young age, it is difficult to find an opponent in the world, and you are also a man of strategy and decisiveness.

When you do things, everyone will be impressed! Even the "Four Wonders of the South" will suffer in silence if you take away their reputation."

Feng Yi shook his head and laughed: "No matter how many compliments you give me, I will kill you!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch laughed loudly and said, "You don't need to be modest. If I were in your shoes, I would have been attacked and chopped into pieces by these self-proclaimed chivalrous people.

I am very impressed by your methods.

However, you are ruthless towards your enemies, not only killing them but also destroying their hearts. You have no wife, children or elders at home to take as hostages. After thinking about it, the old ancestor feels that you have no flaws. Apart from a sneak attack, there is no other strategy to force you to surrender.

But you were so kind to this silly boy and this little girl in Wan Mansion, you are really an abnormal person..."

He suddenly chuckled and said, "I wanted to catch them at that time, but I was afraid that you would find out, so I had to hold back.

Fortunately, God has a good eye and let me meet them in a desperate situation. Hehe, coupled with your current behavior, the ancestor is very sure that my idea is correct!"

"Master Feng, you clearly lost this round. Do you still want to fight me?"

(End of this chapter)