Good Fortune Dictionary

"Old Gao, Brother Zhao Run, I have nothing to repay you for your hospitality. Those thieves, please leave it to me." After saying this, Wang Feng turned around directly. In the dark night, Wang Feng's figure was like Like a ghost, it sprang far, far away.

This time, Zhao Run's face turned red. He thought Wang Feng was a thief, but unexpectedly, Wang Feng just came to talk to them, and then rushed towards the thief.

This heart made him feel ashamed.

Compared with Zhao Run's embarrassment, Gao Lao was taken aback.

Traveling all over the world, he naturally knew how good Wang Feng was at that scene.

In the entire arena, there are not many people who can achieve Wang Feng's agility, at least, he has seen too little.

If the Sixth Brother of the Great Escort is one, then Wang Fengfeng's physical strength is at least fifty, or even more.

Perhaps, the key to tonight is all on Wang Feng.

"Young master, Wang Feng's strength is truly terrifying. It seems that no one can tell what will happen tonight."

"is it possible?"

Hearing the shouts of killing resounding all around, as well as the sparks of weapons intersecting, Zhao Run was a little dazed.

Can Wang Feng alone turn the tide?
Is he possible?

Just as Zhao Run was communicating with Gao Lao, Wang Feng had already jumped onto a carriage.

Stand on a high place and look out.

Looking around, I already had calculations in my mind.

His figure was moving, and he rushed straight to where Sixth Brother was.

The long sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and the cold light of the long sword, under Wang Feng's movement, pulled out a series of welcomes.

Like countless sharp swords floating in the air, this scene stunned many people.

"Sixth brother, leave this place to me, and you go back quickly to protect Mr. Gao and Mr. Zhao Run."

Wang Feng's voice came later, and it rang directly around Sixth Brother.

Hearing this voice, and seeing Wang Feng's ghostly movement, and a series of fallen masked people around him, Brother Six was also a little dazed.

What's the matter, enemy, down?
This is what Wang Feng did?

How can this be?

He is so young and his martial arts cultivation is so terrifying.

"Ding."

Sparks flew everywhere, and with the sound of the weapon being cut off, Sixth Brother came to his senses.

"Quick, follow me back, protect the convoy, here, here...Leave it to him!" Gritting his teeth, Sixth Brother took the remaining bodyguards and quickly played back.

But Wang Feng looked forward.

The only opponent who can withstand his sword.

Although the weapon in the opponent's hand was cut off by the sharp weapon in his own hand, the opponent was not injured at all.

People who cover their faces don't want to show their true colors?
"Wait, you actually went to be a thief, it really insulted your martial arts." Wang Feng stood up straight, and the long sword in his hand held a sword flower. The gorgeous sword flower, in this dark night, is like a deadly god of death. , makes people shudder.

Seeing this, the leader of the masked man knew that he was no match for Wang Feng, but he couldn't retreat.

His task was to kill the caravan from Jiaozhou, otherwise, his superiors would not let him go.

"Come here, shoot an arrow, shoot him to death for me."

He retreated quickly, and even threw away half of the long knife in his hand, in order to block Wang Feng a little bit and give Wang Feng the hope of escape.

Knocking the broken blade away casually, Wang Feng's gaze was always on the masked man.

Through the man's martial arts and words, Wang Feng concluded that this man is the leader of the living masked men.

To capture the thief first capture the king, this is the way to defeat the enemy.

Wang Feng moved, like a phantom, and the meteor footwork was fully activated, one step, five feet.

The second strike came first, the left arm stretched forward, turned the palm into a fist, and punched the masked man in the chest.

As long as it hits, with Wang Feng's fist strength and internal strength, the opponent will definitely lose the control of the whole body.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Suddenly, countless arrows shot out in the dark night, and these arrows made Wang Feng's attack fail.

Looking at the arrows all over the sky, and the masked man covered by the arrows, Wang Feng sighed.

The figure stopped, and instead of punching, he waved the long sword in his hand, blocking all the arrows shot at him.

"呲呲!"

Compared with Wang Feng, that masked man couldn't resist.

He was directly hit by three arrows on the back. Fortunately, the injuries were not serious, but just breaking through the inner armor was not fatal.

"Keep shooting for me, shoot him to death, absolutely don't let him get out alive."

Trotting all the way, the leader of the masked man left the place shrouded in arrow rain and was safe for the time being.

But he didn't have time to deal with the injury, so he commanded many shooters to shoot Wang Feng.

Being targeted by the rain of arrows, Wang Feng was somewhat passive.

I want a tough breakthrough, but I am afraid of losing too much internal strength.

At this moment, Wang Feng hesitated.

Suddenly, he thought of what his brother Mu Shengyun had said.

Once you start fighting, don't talk about him, just complete the goal you set, don't waste time.

Any time can change the ending.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng secretly blamed himself.

It's still too little combat experience. If it were a senior brother, he would have made a strong move a long time ago. What about catching thieves, just kill them all and it's over.

With his body speed, those people still want to compete?

dream.