Walking in the world of martial arts

Chapter 153 The Weapon on the Table
After Chen Feng repelled the three who came up, he silently drank a cup of tea.

At this time, nearly NO.30 people had surrounded him.

But Chen Feng was not afraid at all, and he smiled at Si Kongshu and the others, and said slowly: "I have a merciless request."

Listening to his words, no one would have imagined that he has become the target of public criticism, as if a distinguished guest is telling a sincere request to the host.

Sikong Shu, who was as tall as a mountain, stared fiercely at Chen Feng: "If you fart, let it go."

His voice was dry and manic, and his eyes were suddenly bloodshot. Only a person who was about to kill would show such an appearance.

Chen Feng was not angry either, he smiled and said: "I heard that the four of you escorted a precious sword called the Cutting Deer Knife. My wife wants to have a look and play with it for three or four years, so I would like to ask you all for your convenience."

Feng Siniang smiled more happily, but she was surprised at Chen Feng's audacity.

At this moment, she even felt that Chen Feng was an extremely reckless man, and she almost regretted coming here with Chen Feng.

Two people provoking so many people, isn't this a suicide attempt?

The crowd was furious.

The murderous aura in the room became more intense.

The sound of brushing resounded.

Many people have drawn their swords and swords, ready to kill the madman in front of them at any time.

Sikong Shu laughed back in anger, his laughter was like cracking silk, and extremely loud, it shook the entire De Enyuan.

Si Kongshu's gaze was like a knife, he stared at Chen Feng and said: "We can do something for you, but that's it."

"Just what?"

Si Kongshu said word by word: "It's just that you give me your wife to play with for two or three years first, and then I will consider giving you the deer-cutting knife."

He stared at Feng Siniang like a hungry wolf, wishing he could swallow Feng Siniang.

There are very few people in this world who can resist his eyes, and there is no woman who is not afraid under these eyes.

But Feng Siniang actually smiled calmly, and seemed even more charming.

This made Si Kongshu's heart full of fire.

Although he is old, his lust has not changed.

At this moment, he even wanted to tear up Feng Siniang's clothes and carry her to the bed.

But he didn't let his guard down.

The two people in front of them actually grabbed the sword in such a grand manner, naturally they are by no means ordinary people.

And he has been paying attention to Chen Feng.

He found that Chen Feng didn't look angry at all, his expression was still very calm, and his tone was extremely calm.

He said: "It seems that the old man is determined not to agree to my request. If this is the case, then I have no choice but to use another method."

Feng Siniang interjected, "What method are you going to use?"

Chen Feng gently stroked Feng Siniang's bright red cheeks, and said leisurely: "Since they don't want to borrow it, then I have no choice but to grab it."

Feng Siniang blinked and said, "You can grab it?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "Smile for Mrs. Bo, the risk is worth it."

The voice has not yet fallen, and the danger has come.

Zhao Wuji has issued the order to take action.

The big men, who were already impatient, swarmed towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't get up, he was still sitting.

He did only one thing during this time.

He slapped the tabletop.

There are teacups, teapots and wooden cylinders on the next step.

There is water in the teacup teapot.

There are chopsticks in the wooden barrel.

He patted the table, and the teacup and teapot were firmly on the table, and the wooden cylinder did not move, only the wooden chopsticks flew out of the wooden cylinder, and shot in all directions like a machine spring.

The sound of chi chi piercing through the air resounded endlessly.

Then the sound of wailing also resounded.

Seventeen or eight of the more than 20 big men who besieged Chen Feng were knocked down, and two of them were pierced through the shoulders and palms by a wooden chopstick.

But chopsticks are not too many after all, so five men attacked with knives and guns.

Chen Feng still didn't get up, and tapped the table with his left hand.

A thud.

The teacups, teapots and wooden barrels are still standing firmly.

But the tea in the teacup actually gushes up like a fountain.

After jumping three or four feet, it splashed out in all directions.

At this time, the five people had already arrived.

They encountered splashing water.

Then they felt as if they had been hit by a hammer, and flew away one after another.

All this happened extremely quickly, and in this extremely fast time, 23 people had already fallen.

Feng Siniang rubbed her eyes, she couldn't believe what happened just now, but the person who fell on the ground made her have to believe it.

She thought Chen Feng's martial arts were terrible again and again, but he found that Chen Feng's martial arts always seemed to be more terrifying than she imagined.

The expressions of Sikong Shu, Hai Lingzi, Tu Xiaotian and Zhao Wuji also changed drastically.

Although they always thought highly of themselves, they had to admit that Chen Feng's ability was something they couldn't do no matter what.

They finally had to admit that they had met a rare master,
Si Kongshu gave Ma Hui a vicious look.

Ma Hui felt sore in his stomach, of course he knew what Si Kongshu meant and wanted him to try Chen Feng's skills.

Those who were defeated by Chen Feng just now were all low-level fighters who were not very skilled in martial arts, so it didn't mean anything.

Although Ma Huihui was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

He knew that if he didn't go, Sikong Shu would be the first to attack him, and the second, third and fourth would probably be Zhao Wuji, Tu Xiaotian, and Hai Lingzi.

Ma Huihui had no choice but to gather the other three big men who hadn't made a move to make a move together.

The three of them attacked from the front, while Ma Huihui went around to attack from behind.

These three big men are obviously more capable than the people in front of them.

Of course they are all very capable people, after all they are all disciples trained by Zhao Wuji of the Innate Promise Sect.

Their weapons are knives.

Three knives.

Three kinds of knife methods.

A sharp one.

——Severe like a bitter wind and rain, with knives and knives as if they want to fight for the rest of their lives.

a violent.

——It was as violent as an electric shock and thunder, and the sword was like splitting a mountain and opening a rock.

A vicious one.

——It was as vicious as if he had a sworn enemy with him, and he had to kill the roots with a sword, and exterminate eighteen generations of the enemy's ancestors.

The swordsmanship and martial arts of these three people are really good, and each has its own characteristics. Given time, they may not be able to become the heroes of the whole life.

It's a pity that they met Chen Feng.

But the scariest thing was Ma Huihui.

Ma Hui circled behind him and attacked Chen Feng.

He's one of the best wrestlers around.

Although he didn't wrestle when he made a move, he showed his foot strength to the fullest.

He jumped up and kicked thirteen times in mid-air, forming a terrifying whirlwind and calling Chen Feng down.

Before the feet came, the terrible whirlwind was suffocating.

Si Kongshu, Zhao Wuji, Hai Lingzi, and Tu Xiaotian stared at Chen Feng. They believed that this time Chen Feng should show his true skills.

Should at least get up.

Feng Siniang thought the same way.

But Chen Feng still didn't get up.

He actually just tapped the table twice.

The empty teacup flew behind him, slamming into the back kick of the horse.

The tea in the teapot splashed out from the mouth of the teapot at the same time, turning into three very thin streams of water that knocked the three extremely terrifying knives into the air.

Ma Hui couldn't recall that Chen Feng used a teapot to deal with his deadly thirteen kicks.

He was overjoyed.

He believed that he would be able to smash Chen Feng's brains out with one kick.

But the moment the teapot collided with his feet.

Ma Huihui felt his left foot go numb, and the next moment he saw the teacup shattered into seven pieces, which were whirled towards his head.

Ma Huihui was terrified and defended quickly.

But there were still three bloody cuts on his face.

Two on each shoulder.

All seven hits.

At this moment, Chen Feng was still sitting on the chair, as if no one in this world could force him to get up from the chair.

But in this short period of time, Zhao Wuji, Sikong Shu, Hai Lingzi, Tu Xiaotian and their subordinates were all knocked down.

Chen Feng looked at Si Kongshu and the others, and said: "You should hand over the deer-cutting knife, I don't want you to lose face, let alone your life."

He spoke very sincerely, but it gave people an indescribable sarcasm.

Sikong Shu, Hai Lingzi, Tu Xiaotian, Zhao Wuji all felt angry.

Si Kongshu roared: "I want your life."

When the voice sounded, Sikong Shu turned into a light and shadow, and rushed towards Chen Feng.

(End of this chapter)