I lived two hundred years

Chapter 668
Zhou Yanpeng was not weak in strength, after all, he was still inferior to Chitong Hawkeye, and in a hurry, he couldn't stop Chitong Hawkeye's full blow.

At this time, he lost his body shape, and flew back like a kite with a broken string, and was about to fall into the palm of the red-eyed Hawkeye.

Suddenly, Zhou Yanpeng's body turned into a puff of smoke with a sudden bang.

In the smoke, four identical black figures shot out quickly, running towards the four directions of east, west, north and south.

This is exactly the life-saving supernatural power of Yanye Shengong "Small Move Method",

The so-called supernatural powers are martial arts that go beyond the scope of martial arts.

For example, this "Small Moving Method of Demons and Monsters", once cast, it will turn into four shadows, and I can move back and forth among the four shadows.

Even if you see where his real body is and you are about to catch him, he will throw you away immediately if he moves away.

Chitong Hawkeye had been thrown away by Zhou Yanpeng's move several times before, so he was naturally not defenseless.

I saw him put his right hand into his bosom, and took out a large handful of flying knives in the shape of feathers, and sprinkled them like a goddess scattered flowers.

Immediately, the flying knives were densely packed like rain, completely covering the four shadows in an instant.

No matter how Zhou Yanpeng moved, he couldn't dodge such a range attack.

Zhou Yanpeng had no choice but to disperse the three fake bodies and deal with those flying knives with all his strength.

Chitong Hawkeye's knife-throwing skills are actually mediocre, and can only be considered a pass. It's still not good enough to hurt Zhou Yanpeng like this.

However, as long as you can buy a little time, it is enough.

The wind howled, and the feathers manifested.

The Wind Tearing Eagle Claw skill came out again.

Zhou Yanpeng dodged quickly, but he was thrown by a knife, and his wrist was caught by the red-eyed Hawkeye.

The wrist was grabbed, Zhou Yanpeng suddenly knew that there was no reason, and his heart was ashamed.

Sure enough, there was a click.

Zhou Yanpeng's arm was instantly twisted by Chitong Hawkeye.

Immediately, the eagle eyes with red pupils sealed the vital points of Zhou Yanpeng's body, making him weak all over. He changed from a martial arts master to a frail scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken.

"Zhou Yanpeng, you have finally fallen into my hands."

Looking at the dejected white-clothed scholar with red-eyed hawk eyes, he snorted coldly.

Zhou Yanpeng said helplessly: "If it falls into your hands, I have nothing to say. However, can you grant me a small wish."

"You've chased me for so long, and you still dare to ask me?" Chi Tong frowned.

Zhou Yanpeng smiled wryly: "This request is really simple. How about you listen first?"

"Let's talk." Chitong Hawkeye waved his hand.

Zhou Yanpeng pointed to the place where the scent of grilled fish came from, and said, "If it weren't for this scent, I couldn't help swallowing, and I wouldn't have been discovered by you. The smell is so delicious .I want to die as a ghost. What is it, so fragrant."

Chitong Hawkeye was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

He was also quite curious about the answer.

"Go. Let's go and see."

Pushing Zhou Yanpeng, the red-eyed Hawkeye walked around a small forest and came to the upper reaches of the small river.

From a distance, I saw a man and a woman grilling fish.

That smell came from the grill.

"Hey. Isn't this a common big herring? How can it be roasted so fragrant?"

Zhou Yanpeng looked at the fish on the grill in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

Chitong Hawkeye looked at the action of the man and the woman grilling fish, and said, "It should be related to the seasoning. The seasoning that man brought out is something I have never seen before, and it should be quite precious spices."

Hearing this, Zhou Yanpeng turned his attention away from the woman and focused on the man.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being even more curious.

"Is this man a barbarian? What kind of clothes are he wearing? Such short hair?"

"It may be the descendant of my Ming Dynasty who was exiled in the barbarian land. Over the years, the imperial court has continued to expand and spread its prestige overseas. Maybe it is because of the Ming Dynasty's reputation and came back to recognize the ancestors."

The red-eyed Hawkeye was not interested in the man himself, his eyes were all on the seasoning in his hand.

"Brother Shen, be careful. Those two people are staring at us furtively, they may be planning some bad idea."

Chen Jingli glanced at Chitong Hawkeye and Zhou Yanpeng from the corner of her eye, and quietly reminded Shen Lang.

Shen Lang smiled, but did not respond.

If these two people really have malicious intentions, it's not Shen Lang who should be worried, but themselves.

"Don't worry about them. You can learn about this grilled fish. When I give you the seasoning, you will be a rising master of grilled fish." Shen Lang picked up his grilled fish and took a bite, "Continue Let’s talk about the matter of Fudo Genshen. He fought against the Seven Martial Gods at Fudo Peak, was plotted against by his lover, and suffered a crushing defeat, what happened next?”

"Why are you so impatient? Do you think I'm annoying and want to drive me away quickly?" Chen Jingli glared at Shen Lang and said, "It's time for dinner, don't talk about those who fight and kill. Try it first How about my grilled fish?"

Shen Lang took the fish handed over by Chen Jingli, and looked at Chitong Hawkeye and Zhou Yanpeng.

"Both of you, meeting is fate, do you want to come over and eat together?"

"Thank you for the invitation..."

Chitong Hawkeye was about to refuse, but Zhou Yanpeng had already walked over, picked up a skewer of grilled fish, and started eating.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious fish in my life!"

Zhou Yanpeng's eyes lit up, and he picked up another skewer of grilled fish.

Seeing this, Chen Jingli was immediately dissatisfied and said, "Why are you like this? Brother Shen is just being polite to you, why are you so rude?"

"Xiao Li, there's no need to do this, it's just a few fish." Shen Lang waved his hand.

Chen Jingli was still a little unhappy, but she didn't continue talking.

Seeing this, Zhou Yanpeng couldn't help laughing: "Little girl, you have to learn more from your elder brother Shen, otherwise, no one will like it."

"I want you to manage."

Chen Jingli curled her lips.

Zhou Yanpeng didn't care, but Hawkeye with red pupils felt a little embarrassed.

"Zhou Yanpeng, after all, this is..."

Before Chitong Hawkyan finished speaking, Chen Jingli's expression changed.

"You are Zhou Yanpeng!"

Zhou Yanpeng opened his mouth to say something, but a cold light flew out of Chen Jingli's sleeve.

This came too suddenly.

Chitong Hawkeye didn't have time to stop it.

Zhou Yanpeng wanted to hide, but his martial arts had been blocked by the red-eyed eagle eyes, and he was so close to Chen Jingli, so he was powerless.

In the blink of an eye, the result came out.

The cold light returned to the sheath, the blood splattered, and the head fell to the ground.

A sharp sword.

Life and death intertwine at this moment.

"Qiulu Hidden Sword! You are from Lanwu Pavilion!"

"Who are you?" Chen Jingli looked at the red-eyed eagle eyes with an unfriendly expression, "Are you an accomplice of this prostitute?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Li, don't you see that Zhou Yanpeng's martial arts has been sealed? He should be the red-eyed Hawkeye who has been chasing Zhou Yanpeng everywhere recently."

"God catcher? Bullshit god catcher! It took me so long to catch Zhou Yanpeng. If you caught him earlier, how could my junior sister..."

(End of this chapter)