Supreme Martial Artist

"Brother Qin, misunderstanding, this is all misunderstanding!" He Feng trembled, hurriedly defending himself.

Qin Fei sneered, "Misunderstanding? Is this like a misunderstanding?"

There was a big cold sweat on He Feng’s face, but he couldn’t move. He could only let it fall off. His eyes were full of fear. Hearing Qin Fei’s tone, he knew his conspiracy, but he couldn’t figure it out. Qin Fei How did you see through?

Qin Fei said with a smile when he saw him, "Okay, let me talk about it! Actually you are the mastermind of collusion with Westerners! We want you to investigate this matter, and you are prepared to act first and want to kill us. We come here, drink poisonous tea for us, and then want to kill people, am I right?"

He Feng was startled and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"I actually suspected you a long time ago! That poisonous tea is useful to your monks, but it is useless to our martial arts practitioners! Actually, I don’t care why you harm us, but I want to understand how the old Xiong was injured back then. thing?"

Qin Fei stared at He Feng's eyes, wondering the answer he wanted to know for a long time!

He had long suspected what exactly was the cause of Mr. Xiong's injury back then. Later, when Mr. Xiong talked about He Feng, he felt that He Feng was very suspicious.

He Feng's eyes suddenly became fierce. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Well, anyway, it's now in your hands. I'm not born hopeless. Just tell me what's in my heart. Back then, Old Man Xiong belonged to me. Boss, his cultivation base is stronger than me, and he is very strict with our subordinates. This is understandable, but he shouldn't control too much. If it comes to my head, I am also his deputy and help him manage the process. There are hundreds of monks at the bottom, he can’t save me a little face, and he has to make a fuss about doing a little thing wrong. Wasn’t he just greedy for a little money and wanted to buy some cultivation resources? He actually didn’t care and just wanted to expose me. , Saying that I should accept punishment from the Alliance Headquarters!"

"I know I'm over. The Alliance has zero tolerance for this kind of thing. Once he exposes it, he will be severely punished, and it is possible to abolish my cultivation base! Of course I can't just sit back and die. It just so happens that a Westerner was under my control. I caught them, and I personally interrogated them, and learned that they had big actions, so I made a plan to collude with the Westerners and let them kill Old Bear. This way, not only would I be the boss of the branch, but I could also get rid of it forever. For future troubles, avoid punishment from the headquarters!"

"As a result, the situation in the operation was very different. Old Man Xiong was very powerful. Those Westerners were not opponents at all, so I made a new plan and deliberately asked Westerners to kill me. He came to save me and became disabled! I wanted to kill him at that time. Those who are killed, don’t know if reinforcements have arrived, so they can only give up."

"However, this plan has also successfully helped me get rid of the sanctions. I played a scene in front of Old Man Xiong, narrating my faults, hoping that he would not report corruption and corruption to the headquarters. Soft, seeing me fighting bravely on the battlefield, and saving his life after he was injured, so I promised to conceal the matter, he abolished, I naturally became the branch boss, and the matter was finally hidden forever , Now I don’t worry anymore."

"But you have discovered the collusion between the Westerners and me. Of course, this matter should not be exposed. I think the safest way is to kill you, so that this secret can be kept forever! It's just that I have countless counts, but none of them. If you are not afraid of poison, I am unlucky! Now I have said everything, if you want to kill, please go! If He Feng frowned, I am not a man!"

He Feng looked at Qin Fei with his neck held up.

Qin Fei sighed and said, "It's too easy for me to kill you, but you are not worth doing! Go and talk to Mr. Xiong and see what he wants to do with you!"

He Feng shouted angrily: "If you want to kill, just kill here, why should I go to see the old man Xiong?"

"Afraid to see him? The more you are afraid of things, the more I want to do! Let's go!" Qin Fei smiled, and brought He Feng to Xiong's house like a dead dog.

He Feng was extremely frightened, but he was unable to resist. He didn't want to see Mr. Xiong. He would rather die in the hands of a strong man like Qin Fei than to be brought to Mr. Xiong and be scolded by an old man. It is the greatest humiliation for him, and death will not be stunned.

Because he was going to take him away, Qin Fei also released his imprisonment and allowed him to resume his actions. Only by sealing the true energy in his body, ordinary people still possess the strength.

When Qin Fei was not paying attention, he quietly took out a small blood-colored bead from his trouser pocket, crushed it and turned the blood-colored into invisible, disappearing without a trace.

A sneer appeared at the corner of He Feng's mouth, and he passed by without making any noise. Qin Fei obediently took him to Xiong's house.

In order to save time, Qin Fei directly prepared to fly back. Just about to enter the sky above the city, suddenly a fishy wind was everywhere. A group of figures hidden under the blood cloak appeared in the air and surrounded Qin Fei's three people.

"Westerners!"

Qin Fei raised his brows, looked around jokingly, and said, "Are you here to save him?"

"That's right! Let him go, but you can keep your corpses!" One Westerner said.

Qin Fei glanced at He Feng, but he didn't expect that this guy is so valued by Westerners, and the other party is willing to expose it for him.

"There are so many words! Gourmet, leave it to you!" Qin Fei said lightly, now that the Western choppy is not worth his own hands.

Lu Tie rushed forward with a grin, and suddenly rushed into the crowd.

The Westerners are gluttonous opponents, more than a dozen people screamed and fell to the ground in twos or twos, and they couldn't stop gluttonous blow.

"damn it!"

A westerner yelled, and then said loudly: "Use blood concealment technique! Save people and leave first!"

As soon as his voice fell, a burst of blood suddenly filled the body, I saw countless bloodshots from the body of every westerner, filling the air, and then exploded, Qin Fei's expression shrank, only to feel This blood mist is filled with a mysterious and powerful aura, such as a hurricane violently rolling, the earth is torn apart, and the sky is set off, and countless ghosts and howlings are heard from it, which directly affects people's hearts.

He stared at him, only to hear the groaning groan in the blood mist, and then he saw him retreat quickly, and all the Westerners disappeared.

At the same time, He Feng by his side also disappeared, silently.

How is this going? Qin Fei has always stood by He Feng's side, just to prevent him from escaping. The **** mist drifted up just now, but with a look, it disappeared!

"Master, that blood hiding technique is so powerful!" Taotie retreated, eyes gleaming with excitement.

Failure is a meaningless word for him. The stronger the opponent, the more refreshed he feels and wants to fight a battle, but the opponent has disappeared.

Qin Fei said coldly: "It's okay, we will meet them soon! Then let you have a good fight! Now that we return to Xiong's house, it is time to say goodbye to them!"

Back to Xiong's house, although Qin Fei knew that He Feng's facts might have an impact on Xiong Lao, but these things had to be said so that He Feng would return and it would be detrimental to them.

The result was beyond his expectation. After hearing this, Mr. Xiong just sighed, did not say much, it seemed that he had expected it.

It was Qin Fei's preparation to say goodbye that made him emotionally fluctuating, and he repeatedly wanted to keep him for a few days.

However, Qin Fei had no choice but to agree to his hospitality. After another three days, Mr. Xiong became happy and said that he wanted to take him around to see the scenery of the provincial capital.

On a barren mountain outside the provincial city, a cloud of blood mist fell and then dispersed, revealing He Feng and the group of Westerners.

He Feng said gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Peter and everyone for your kindness in rescuing!"

The Westerner he called Peter was tall and thin, with an eagle nose, deep-set eye sockets, cold eyes, thin lips, and a pair of thin, wood-like hands exposed under the blood-colored cloak, like bird claws, especially striking.

Peter coldly said: "He Feng, don't thank us first! Those three people are awesome just now! Are they from the headquarters of your alliance? No, they will never be from the headquarters, no one is as powerful as them! Could it be the three great immortals? People from the land?"

He Feng smiled bitterly: "They are indeed not from the headquarters, but they are not from the Three Great Immortals. They say they are martial artists and their strength is different from our monks."