Chapter 141 Duan Yanqing, a man of many evil deeds

"You are... the leader of the four evil men of Xixia Yipintang, Duan Yanqing, who has committed many crimes?"

Just for a moment!

Cao Feng recognized the identity of the person!

"Little guy, have some sense!"

Duan Yanqing walked forward slowly with a cane, speaking with a smile.

And in his hand, he was holding a strangely shaped scimitar.

The knife was about half a meter long, with three ferocious poisonous snakes entwined on the handle, emitting a bone-chilling aura.

“Haha, I didn’t expect that one of the top ten masters of Dali Kingdom would become someone else’s lackey!”

Cao Feng sneered repeatedly, his words full of sarcasm.

"The little kid has some courage!"

After hearing Cao Feng's words, Duan Yanqing was not angry, but smiled even more brightly.

As he walked along, the bushes and woods he passed through were all covered with blood and corpses.

It was obvious that those who died had all suffered at his hands.

"Since you know that Master Duan is a top-notch expert, why don't you kneel down and surrender to avoid physical pain?"

Among the people following Duan Yanqing, someone spoke coldly with a threatening tone.

Hearing this, Cao Feng shook his head and sighed: "What a pity!"

"It's unbelievable that a scum like you can survive to this day!"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Duan Yanqing immediately frowned.

"Little kid, I'm kindly reminding you that if you surrender obediently, I might be able to leave you with an intact body!"

"But if you resist, don't blame me for killing you!"

"Don't blame me. Xixia and Dongying Wushen Jue Palace have already formed an alliance. You destroyed Wushen Jue Palace's layout in the Middle Earth before, so you will definitely die!"

"Ha ha……"

"Let me surrender? Do you think you are worthy?"

Faced with Duan Yanqing's threat, Cao Feng sneered.

He had just revealed his identity deliberately in order to test the strength of Xixia Yipintang.

If Xixia Yipintang and Wushen Juegong were in collusion, he might be able to use this information to escape.

After all, although he has now advanced to the Grandmaster level, he is still extremely weak compared to this kind of veteran strong man.

At least in the short term, it is simply impossible to cope with.

"court death!"

Hearing Cao Feng's sarcasm, Duan Yanqing became furious.

Boom!

The next moment, Duan Yanqing took a big step and rushed directly towards Cao Feng.

He swung his arms and chopped hard.

Swish!
A flash of silver light.

Immediately, Cao Feng heard bursts of sharp and shrill whistling sounds.

During this period, Yanqing was actually wielding a sharp short blade like the wind, creating a cold glow all over the sky.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
In the blink of an eye, Duan Yanqing waved his arms several times and made several tricky and fierce moves.

Cao Feng stood there, motionless.

His body was as solid as a rock. No matter how fast or powerful Duan Yanqing attacked, he could not hurt him at all.

On the contrary, with every attack from Duan Yanqing, a layer of light white mist rose from Cao Feng's body.

The white mist became thicker and thicker, and eventually covered Cao Feng's entire body.

"What kind of Kung Fu is this guy performing?"

"Why does it feel familiar?"

Seeing this white mist, everyone around was surprised.

Duan Yanqing's expression turned serious.

The thin layer of white mist on Cao Feng's body is very strange.

Its existence seems to isolate everything from the outside world and block everyone's sight.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Duan Yanqing exploded again, holding the silver hook and short blade in his hand, and attacked frantically.

shhhhhh!
Duan Yanqing's movements were as swift as lightning and extremely fast.

In just a moment, he stabbed more than ten times.

Each attack accurately hit the thin white mist surrounding Cao Feng. Puff puff puff...

There was a dull explosion, like the sound of metal clashing.

Duan Yanqing held the short blade and swung it dozens of times in a row, but he still couldn't break the white fog defense.

"Ok?"

Duan Yanqing was stunned, with deep surprise in his eyes.

"This……"

"Is this 'body-protecting energy'?"

Duan Yanqing muttered to himself, his expression showing deep fear.

A warrior’s training starts with strengthening the body.

Once the meridians in the whole body are opened up and the Dantian is cultivated, you can guide the spiritual energy to temper the body.

After reaching a certain level, you can condense the protective qi.

It was just unexpected that Cao Feng had just been promoted and he had already condensed the protective Qi.

“No wonder he was able to kill so many masters of Wushen Jue Palace. It turns out that he was protected by the protective Qi and was not afraid of death!”

"Humph! Even if he really has protective qi, he can't resist my short blade!"

After a little thought, Duan Yanqing sneered.

Immediately, Duan Yanqing shook his wrist, and the silver hook and short blade in his hand suddenly turned into two snowflakes.

Swish!

Two snowflakes are dancing, shining brightly under the night sky.

"go to hell!"

Duan Yanqing shouted softly, and snowflakes fluttered, instantly covering Cao Feng's entire body.

This is Duan Yanqing's most proficient skill - the art of lingchi!
Every time he attacked, he would use the short blade as a medium to cut through the opponent's clothes and skin, and torture him to death.

"Hehe... little bastard, what's the use of your powerful protective energy?"

"If you encounter Duan's Lingchi technique, you will still die!"

At this time, Duan Yanqing, holding a silver hook, looked like a murderous devil.

In the distance, the other eight masked men in black robes all looked excited.

This kind of thing is commonplace to them.

Every time Duan Yanqing performed this set of sword skills, the enemy's screams and wails were heard, which meant that an enemy had fallen and died.

"You little beast, go to hell!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, shaking the entire valley.

Then, Duan Yanqing pounced out, and with a wave of his hand, the two snowflakes flew over.

"Humph!"

Cao Feng, however, remained calm and fearless, with a sneer of contempt on his face.

"How can such a petty trick of yours do anything to me?"

The next moment, he put his two fingers together like a sword and pointed directly at the two oncoming snowflakes.

clang!
A crisp impact sounded.

Sparks suddenly burst out from the places where the two snowflakes were hit.

"what?"

This scene made Duan Yanqing's eyes suddenly widen in disbelief.

Cao Feng's index finger actually withstood the attack of his short blade without any damage.

"you……"

Duan Yanqing's pupils contracted and his heart beat violently.

Just as he was stunned, Cao Feng had already approached, raised his right leg, and kicked out fiercely with tremendous force.

Bang!
Before Duan Yanqing could react, Cao Feng kicked him hard in the chest.

"Pfft!"

With one kick, Duan Yanqing fell backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and vomited blood from his mouth.

But Cao Feng had an indifferent expression and walked slowly towards them.

"Damn it!"

"This bastard is only a beginner, how could he be so powerful?"

Duan Yanqing gritted his teeth and struggled, then climbed up from the ground, his eyes filled with horror.

(End of this chapter)