Chapter 146: The Tiger Devours the Pine Crane

"Just go down the mountain and look for opportunities. Leave the rest to me."

"If you can't go back, promise me and your master not to come back and avenge us in the future."

The words of the third elder when he woke up were remembered by Chen Feng.

Without hesitation, he decisively went down the mountain that day.

The black car left the mountain gate, with two people sitting in the front row.

The driver was Zhao Tingxiao, and Cao Tong was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Brother, are we really going to Songheliu?"

Zhao Tingxiao asked curiously, not quite understanding why he was going there.

In contrast, Cao Tong had some guesses, and he would follow him even if he limped.

"Of course I have to go."

With a calm tone, Chen Feng looked out the window.

"Some interests should be returned."

He would not forget that Songheliu's vassal Feilong had attacked them several times and put them to death.

In addition.

Both Qingjia and the Heart of Glory needed some nutrients to grow.

This was his best goal.

Zhao Tingxiao calmed down after hearing this and stopped asking questions.

Cao Tong had some expectations in his eyes. The vehicle left the suburbs of Nanjiang and headed straight for Huaicheng, which was not far away.

Opposite to the direction of Luocheng where Wanlianmen was located, this was the mountain gate of Songhe School.

Chen Feng amplified his perception all the way to prevent someone from monitoring and killing him.

But the situation was better than he thought. Feilong School seemed to ignore him.

Buzz!

At this moment, the phone vibrated.

Clicked it and saw that it was Lin Xiaoyun who sent a message on WeChat.

[Lin Xiaoyun: Feilong School and Liejin Feiying School officially started fighting. The masters of both sides agreed to fight in Mingcheng, Yun Province]

[The mechanical forces of the group behind it are also dispersed in Mingcheng, Yun Province, Yuecheng, Ze Province and other places. The Golden Sword School has announced its attachment to Feilong School and has currently dragged down the Lion Heart School. 】

[The attitudes of the Whale Body Covering Sea Flow and the Giant Elephant Sect are unclear, but both sides have gathered many martial arts masters in various provinces to discuss countermeasures]

This is the news of the martial arts world that was entrusted to the other party to find out. Chen Feng saw it and finally understood why the Flying Dragon Flow did not come to chase and kill again.

The major top schools are not small forces. Even if the opponent is stronger, they have to nibble one by one.

In comparison, I am just a true artistic conception, and I have not been taken seriously by the other party.

"That's good."

With a calm look, Chen Feng turned off his phone.

What he lacked most was time.

And now.

The vehicles were moving faster and faster, and finally, they entered Huaicheng.

At the same time.

Yun Province, Mingcheng.

Although this place is not the central city, it is quite famous because of the existence of the Golden Eagle Flow.

The martial arts atmosphere is very strong, and it can be seen that many martial arts halls are opened here. There are also many advertisements related to martial arts in the holographic projection in the air.

But it is different from the past.

All the martial arts halls in Mingcheng are closed today.

The entire city's martial arts circle, and even many martial arts masters in Yun Province, came to a mountain outside Mingcheng.

Mingshan, the gate of the Golden Eagle School.

It was majestic, and the clouds above were gathering, as if a huge eagle was hovering.

"The Eagle Master has come out of retreat."

"The rumors are true, the Tianshui Flying Dragon School and the Golden Eagle School are going to fight."

"They both have the background of masters, and I don't know who is the real number one."

There were many people on Mingshan Mountain, and even flying cars and aircraft were suspended around. Some people looked down through the window.

There were people from the martial arts world who came to watch, as well as businessmen and politicians from all walks of life in Yun Province, most of whom had been on good terms with the Golden Eagle School in recent years.

The confrontation between the top martial arts schools is not a simple comparison of force.

They have been operating in their respective provinces for many years, and naturally have infiltrated forces in various aspects, which has a significant impact.

For a moment, seeing so many people coming to help, Zhan Wushuang, who was standing in front of the school hall, felt a little relieved and confident.

Especially, when he heard an eagle's cry, rolling up the wind and clouds near the mountain gate.

He looked even more fanatical, without any trepidation or doubt.

Grandmaster, the pinnacle of martial arts.

As long as the master is still alive, their Golden Eagle School will never be defeated.

Similar thoughts arose in the minds of all disciples and elders, as did many martial artists who came to help or watch.

Then, in such a fearless waiting.

It can be seen that the clouds in the sky are dispersing, and several flying vehicles are coming through the air, getting closer and closer.

"This is the mountain gate of Songhe School."

Cao Tongchu got off the car with a cane, and pointed to the low mountain in front of him as a guide: "I also went down the mountain to train with Senior Brother Zhao in the early years, and stayed nearby for one night."

Chen Feng nodded and got off the car. Zhao Tingxiao beside him parked the car and looked away together.

The low mountain is covered with lush trees and layers of green.

A gray stone staircase leads directly to the top of the mountain, which is only a few hundred meters high. You can probably see the outline of a mountain gate school.

The leaves on both sides of the road are yellowing, and some shouting sounds are heard from the mountain gate. That is the sound of disciples practicing martial arts.

Several gray-robed disciples can also be seen holding brooms and sweeping fallen leaves on the gray stone steps a hundred meters away.

"I heard from the elder that we will be the elders of the five southern alliances in the future. Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. At that time, we can still rely on the big tree of Feilongliu. Just think about it, how cool it will be."

"Then why do you think the atmosphere in the mountain gate is a little wrong these two days? It feels quite cold?"

"Shh, keep your voice down"

The disciple who was speaking took a broom and looked around, then whispered: "I heard that it seems that Elder Yang was beaten to death."

"Ah?"

"The one who did it was the Yanhu Clan, the one who killed Elder Qian"

Step!

Footsteps sounded as he spoke.

Several disciples subconsciously looked down the mountain, and only then did they discover that a black car was parked on the side of the road nearly a hundred meters away.

Three figures walked up the mountain, the leader was wearing black clothes and trousers, and was unusually burly.

The face under the slanted eyebrows was obviously very calm, but the eyes were full of aggression, making people dare not look at each other.

The latter two were also a little more ordinary, but gradually, several disciples tasted something wrong.

The man on the left side of the back was still leaning on a cane, but his eyes were bright and he walked briskly, much better than ordinary people.

The young man on the right also clenched his fists, as if he was expecting something.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

The pace gradually accelerated, or maybe it was because it was too quiet that it felt faster.

The three figures were getting closer and closer. Several disciples looked at each other, and someone dared to ask.

"Who are you?"

No one answered, and Chen Feng passed by them.

A trace of anger rose inexplicably in his heart, but soon, accompanied by Chen Feng's sidelong glance.

Click.

The broom in his hand fell to the ground, and the gray-robed disciple who asked the question had a stiff face.

"What's wrong?"

The person next to him asked hurriedly, but saw that the other party's face turned pale, and he trembled a little and said: "Run, run."

"Ah?"

"Believe, believe me."

After saying that, the other party ran down the mountain without looking back.

The disciples around him didn't believe in evil, and couldn't understand why the other party was still afraid when there was an elder in the realm of true meaning sitting here.

Turned back and looked at the end of the stairs.

"Who!!"

Suddenly there was a cold shout, that was the voice of the second elder.

A four-meter-long white crane phantom appeared out of thin air, spread its wings and flew out from the backyard of the mountain gate, and went straight to the three people.

The strong pressure made people pale, but.

Roar!!!

The red color burst out, and the flying red tiger condensed out.

Tigers roar in the mountains, hungry tigers pounce on food.

The man in black did not move, but in a breath, the white crane's true meaning that was killing him actually flew out, was bitten by the flying red tiger, and exploded on the blue brick ground.

The ancient and simple cauldron placed in the front yard outside the school gate shook slightly, the incense sticks inside broke, and the white ash scattered.

"It's you!!"

The second elder of Songhe School, who was standing on the roof, was wearing a cloud-patterned white robe and had seen Chen Feng's photo.

At this moment, he didn't care about the backlash of the true meaning being broken, and his eyelids were twitching.

The core disciples who practiced martial arts in the courtyard were alarmed and came over, and several white-robed true disciples rushed out together, some of whom were still in plaster, obviously they had not recovered from their injuries.

In an instant, the four eyes met.

The red tiger's phantom looked down with vertical pupils, indifferent and aggressive.

The true disciple in plaster froze, and subconsciously recalled the tragic scene of being beaten and broken bones in the martial arts hall.

Others were still a little dazed, and the second elder on the roof was shocked and angry, and hurriedly spoke.

"Quickly."

Whoosh! ! !

The red power was visualized, and the tiger leaped and bit the whole place.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, the martial artists who entered the power flew out.

Some hit the courtyard wall, and some pierced through the gate.

The ancient cauldron in the center made a clang sound, and someone vomited blood, staining his white robe red, and collapsed to the ground.

[Fear +1! ]

[Fear +1! ]

[Fear +1! ]

The panel prompts kept appearing, and Chen Feng took a step indifferently, completely climbed up from the last stone step, and stepped into the blue brick courtyard.

Looking around with a cold look, the core disciples surrounding him on both sides all turned pale and stepped back subconsciously.

The second elder on the roof gritted his teeth, jumped down quickly, and asked.

"Chen Feng!"

"Why did you hurt people so maliciously today!!"

Amidst the shouts, a martial artist who had entered the Jin realm was helped up, but he staggered and could hardly stand.

"Are you asking even though you know the answer?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the second elder.

Roar! ! !

The red tiger behind him jumped out and roared in front of him.

The sound waves of the burst of power were extremely wild, and the illusory fangs were right above his head.

The gray hair was blown messy, and the second elder's face became even paler and uglier.

Is this the breakthrough of the true meaning?

Why didn't the Flying Dragon Flow kill this person?

Thoughts arose, and he had to suppress his doubts and hurriedly explained to delay: "The person who offended you is Yang Chengyuan, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Since he is dead, then..."

Swish! !

A gray figure flashed by, and took advantage of the moment when the second elder was speaking, pierced through the courtyard wall, and rushed to the side of Chen Feng to kill.

Boom! ! !

The ground sank, and the cracks of the spider web spread rapidly.

Chen Feng stood still, but raised his left hand and clamped the right arm of the person who came like a tiger claw.

The four looked at each other, and the old man in a gray crane robe had a sinister look, and a white light suddenly burst out from his body.

Whoosh! ! !

The left arm stretched out, like a white crane pecking forward.

It was so fast and terrifying, comparable to lightning.

Cao Tong's face changed slightly, but the next second.

Bang! !

The violent blow hit Chen Feng's forehead, but

Crack!

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and the old man in a gray crane robe saw his fingers twisted and broken, and his pupils contracted.

"Senior brother!"

The second elder saw something wrong, gritted his teeth, and knew that he could not hesitate at this moment.

The figure rushed forward, and the white crane phantom condensed again.

Cry!

The clear crane cry resounded through the mountain gate, and the controlled crane robe old man came back to his senses, his eyes were fierce, and he suppressed the pain.

The white light in his hand exploded again, but he just couldn't break free from the restraints.

Without even looking at the other party, Chen Feng turned around and kicked.

Bang! !

The red power exploded, and the fire explosion style bloomed again.

The white crane phantom shattered with a bang, and the second elder's chest was sunken. He flew backwards and knocked down the ancient robe tripod.

Ding! !

Puff! !

The two sounds echoed, and the spitted blood spilled all over the ground.

"Ah!"

The crane robe old man with his arm clamped no longer held back, and shouted angrily, and a white crane appeared behind him, a full five meters in size, obviously with some foundation in the realm of true meaning.

In just a moment, the white crane phantom fell and covered his whole body.

As a result, his aura rose, and he broke free from Chen Feng's restraints.

Swish! !

His intact right arm stabbed like a javelin again, and his left hand endured the pain and pinched the palm print, and continued to strike out.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! !

Chen Feng's face became more serious, and his arms continued to strike out, constantly receiving the blows.

The bluestone brick floor was completely broken into slag, and the two men fought and walked, their arms lingering in the air like afterimages.

"Die!"

The old man in the crane robe shouted sinisterly, and the white light covering his whole body was instantly condensed, turning into a white crane phantom, pecking at Chen Feng's eyes.

Boom! !

The explosive punch was blasted out, swift and unmatched, piercing the true meaning of the white crane and hitting the opponent's head.

The old face turned red strangely, and the skin on it shook like wrinkles and waves.

His sinister eyes were covered with bloodshot, and then he saw the other party flying backwards and crashing into the beams of the courtyard gate behind him.

Swish! ! !

Without mercy, Chen Feng stomped out and rushed straight forward like an arrow.

The stone bricks on the ground were crushed by him, and his body intersected with the other party's flying body, forming a cross.

Buzz!

The right arm was covered with red, and it fell down like a flaming battle axe.

Bang! ! !

The flying body fell down, smashed through the stone bricks directly, and was engraved in it.

Some bits of debris hit his body, and a streak of blood splashed on Chen Feng's body.

The fear prompt appeared again, he took a step forward, squatted down and grabbed the hair of the old man in the crane robe.

With a slight lift, the head with a swollen nose and face and bleeding from all seven orifices was pulled out of the hole in the ground.

"Are you the great elder of Songheliu?"

In an indifferent tone, Chen Feng asked.

"You"

The old man in the crane robe vomited blood and looked at him fiercely: "Kill me if you dare."

Bang! ! !

The head exploded and blood splashed on his body.

Chen Feng flicked his clothes and evaporated them with his strength, and then walked to the second elder who was lying in front of the ancient cauldron and vomiting blood.

"You said I killed Qian Changsong."

Looking down and glancing at him, he stared at his resentful and hateful eyes for a second.

Qing Jia still lacked some fear value to break through, so Chen Feng stepped on his head and forcibly suppressed the disgusting look.

"In the future, you might as well say that I destroyed your Songhe School."

"What do you think?"

[Fear +1! ]

[Fear +1! ]

[Fear +1! ]

Continuous prompts appeared again, Chen Feng had no expression on his face, and Cao Tong behind him was completely shocked.

He didn't expect that Junior Brother Chen was so murderous that he planned to completely destroy Songhe School.

Zhao Tingxiao had a complicated expression, and the resentful and hateful Second Elder was also completely broken, his face showed despair, and his eyes were scattered.

[Green Armor LV3: 90/10091/10092/100]

The progress continued to rise, and Chen Feng deliberately did not kill immediately.

But soon, when the talent grew to 95% of the progress, everything froze, as if it had encountered a bottleneck.

Squinting his eyes, Chen Feng thought about how to get more nutrients.

At this time, he felt something and looked at the courtyard house of Songheliu.

"Hey"

A sigh sounded, and a slow footstep followed.

Looking carefully, it can be seen that a figure walked out of the courtyard house of Songheliu again.

Looking at each other, he shook his head calmly, without fear.

"Young man, let's stop here."