Chen Jinkui looked in astonishment at Qiao Feng who was close at hand but far away.

My own palm was obviously chopped out, why couldn't I hit it?

Is it?
Formation!

Seeing Chen Jinkui's panic-stricken look, Qiao Feng thought it was a little funny, he didn't rush to kill him because there were some things he hadn't figured out yet.

"Do you want me to give you another chance?"

As Qiao Feng spoke, he raised his hand and waved it again.

Chen Jinkui could clearly feel Qiao Feng's breath, and he could even smell the smell of barbecued meat exhaled from his mouth.

Not to miss the opportunity, Chen Jinkui put his fists together and pushed forward with all his strength, and made a top attack.

If this move is hit, Qiao Feng will be seriously injured if he does not die, and will end up with his breastbone shattered.

But the strange thing is that Chen Jinkui fell to the ground, and he hit with all his strength, but it missed again.

"Are you a formation?"

Chen Jinkui asked with a face full of horror.

Qiao Feng nodded.

"It's not the Tongtian talisman."

Chen Jinkui asked again.

Qiao Feng nodded again.

"But you haven't even looked for the eyes of the formation, how to set up the formation?"

Chen Jinkui still didn't believe it. To set up an formation, you need to find the eyes of the formation. This is the common sense and foundation of the technique.

"When I set up the formation, I don't need a formation eye. No matter where I stand, I can be the formation eye."

Qiao Feng said domineeringly, as early as when Chen Jinkui was looking for the eye of the formation, he dodged his foot lightly, and he had already settled on the position of the eye of the formation.

This is the subtlety of Fenghou Qimen. The place where the people who set up the formation is the formation eye, and there is no need for the cooperation of the heavenly stems, earthly branches, five elements and eight trigrams.

This is very similar to the Tongtian Talisman. The talisman needs to be drawn on paper, but the Tongtian Talisman does not need it. Just draw it in the air and it will be a talisman.

The same is true for Fenghou Qimen, there is no need to rely on external objects, as long as it is in this world, it can be deployed anytime and anywhere.

As for the formation formed by Chen Jinkui later, it was only placed within Qiao Feng's formation, so Qiao Feng was not subject to any restrictions.

"What is that? I have never seen such a weird formation."

Chen Jinkui was already in despair. He had been studying spells all his life, so he could see that Qiao Feng could have such an effect just by waving his hands twice.

"I can tell you, but I have a condition, answer me a question."

Qiao Feng understood that Chen Jinkui had lost his fighting spirit and could no longer pose any threat to him.

"I asked someone to kill the disciples of the beggar gang."

Chen Jinkui sighed and took the initiative to explain the problem.

"That's not what I'm asking, tell me about the League, everything."

Asan Ahwu's death, Qiao Feng didn't need Chen Jinkui to admit it at all. The reason why he didn't kill the other party for so long was to learn more about the Tongmenghui.

"You actually know the League? Who are you?"

The expression on Chen Jinkui's face can only be described as panic. He couldn't even imagine how Qiao Feng knew about an organization that only a handful of people in the world knew about.

"I am who I am, it doesn't matter how I know, I just want to know what I want to know."

Seeing Chen Jinkui's reaction, Qiao Feng understood that this alliance must not be simple, but it's true, even if you can't find out everything, how could it be simple.

"I can't possibly tell you."

Chen Jinkui shook his head, and attacked Qiao Feng again.

Qiao Feng waved his hand, and several invisible qi immediately bound Chen Jinkui, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

To his surprise, at that moment just now, Chen Jinkui erupted with an unprecedented momentum, and Qiao Feng thought of a word:

Jade all burnt.

What kind of organization is it?Chen Jinkui would rather die than reveal anything.

Qiao Feng became more and more curious.

"Boy, hurry up and prepare for your funeral. Know that there are only two types of people in the League, the people of the League and the dead."

Chen Jinkui's face became grim. He knew that he would die today, so he expressed his loyalty in this way.

Qiao Feng understood that it would be impossible to get something out of Chen Jinkui's mouth, but luckily he still has a backup.

"It's okay, if you don't tell me, I can know."

Qiao Feng stepped forward and stood in front of Chen Jinkui, his raised left hand emitted a blue light, and slowly pressed it on Chen Jinkui's forehead.

Chen Jinkui stopped struggling immediately, closed his eyes and fell into an unconscious state.

After 10 minutes, Qiao Feng withdrew his hand in satisfaction, he had already got the answer he wanted.

The blue light gradually disappeared, and Chen Jinkui's eyes opened again:

"You actually know the Lu family's Ming soul art!"

Chen Jinkui said tremblingly.

For a dying person, Qiao Feng didn't expend more effort to erase his memory, so Chen Jinkui still remembered what happened just now.

"Wrong, this is not Minghunshu. To be precise, it is called Shuangquanshou."

Qiao Feng's right hand glowed red, at this moment, he didn't mind showing it off to the enemy.

"Shuangquanshou? Shuangquanshou, one of the Eight Miraculous Skills!"

Chen Jinkui yelled as if out of control.

"Are you curious? In fact, I know all the Eight Wonders. Do you think that I am qualified to be the opponent of the League?"

Qiao Feng pretended to be coercive a little, but in fact he only knows three kinds now, but after killing Chen Jinkui later, he will know four kinds.

Qiao Feng didn't want to kill the mastermind behind the murder of Ah San Ah Wu, it would be too cheap for him.

Qiao Feng was not a pervert with a strong taste, but when he thought of Ah San Ah Wu's dead bodies, he couldn't help but want to torture Chen Jinkui well.

"All will be, all will be, how come?"

Chen Jinkui was already dumbfounded, and muttered to himself.

"I'm a trustworthy person. Although you didn't tell me personally, I already know what's going on with the League, so I'll fulfill my promise and tell you that I used Fenghou Qimen, one of the Eight Wonders, to defeat you. "

Qiao Feng continued to provoke Chen Jinkui.

Chen Jinkui's eyes lit up, it turned out that it was Feng Houqi, known as the pinnacle of magic, so he was not wronged.

Then his eyes dimmed again, he knew that he had no chance to have such a unique skill.

"Give me a good time."

Chen Jinkui bent his neck, ready to die.

"Give you a pleasure? Haha, are you worthy? When you ordered people to kill my disciples of the beggar gang, why didn't you think of giving them a pleasure? You can't even leave a whole body when you die. Today I want you to see it with your own eyes. Your retribution."

Qiao Feng's expression also became ferocious. He raised his right hand, and the red light glowed like a burning flame.

With both hands, he has only used them twice, both times because of the word art, and both times he used the blue hand to read the memory, but at this time, he wanted to see the power of the red hand.

"what!"

With a scream, Qiao Feng put his right hand on the shoulder of Chen Jinkui's left arm, and pulled it from top to bottom, just an understatement.

From the shoulder to the fingertips of Chen Jinkui's entire left arm, all the skin and flesh had disappeared, only bones remained, but not even a drop of blood flowed.

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