The heavens: pushing across all realms

"who!"

"Stop! This is the Iron Sword Gate. How did you get in?"

"Stop everyone, do you hear me?"

…

A group of disciples holding single swords rushed out of the Iron Sword Gate, each with an evil look on their face and a fierce look on their face.

Feng Ji glanced around and said, "Is Qin Guangyi here?"

Someone immediately yelled at Tiedaomen: "You can also call the gang leader's name?"

Zhao Jian immediately responded and cursed: "Who do you think you are? You can tell what you guys say here!"

"Fuck, who the hell are you?"

The man swore back.

The two parties were at war with each other.

At this moment, the crowd at the Iron Knife Gate moved aside, and a voice was heard.

"Is there really someone who doesn't know whether to live or die? How dare he come to Tiedaomen to cause trouble?"

But when Qin Guangyi came out with a few Iron Sword disciples, other disciples around him gave way.

"Brother!"

"Gang leader!"

"Elder brother, they are making trouble."

A group of disciples started shouting.

Qin Guangyi looked at Feng Ji and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Feng Ji? Haha, who do I think you are? Brother Feng, what do you mean?"

Feng Ji was a head taller than Qin Guangyi, looked at him condescendingly, and said lightly: "Qin Gang Leader, is Yangliu Lane still the territory of the Iron Sword Club?"

Qin Guangyi sneered: "Of course."

"So why did someone go to my pharmacy to cause trouble, and the Iron Sword Club didn't come out to calm the situation?"

Qin Guangyi suddenly laughed: "Brother Feng, Yangliu Lane is indeed my territory, but the money you gave is just money to worship the dock. If the Feng family wants to do business stably, they have to pay another sum to please the God of Wealth. cost of."

"For the sake of you being outsiders, I can let go of the trouble this time. But whoever did it just now will have to leave an arm."

Zhao Jian was furious and cursed: "How can you be reasonable if you don't do anything for your fucking money? Don't fool people. I grew up in Jinmen. I've never heard of you paying a fucking fee for visiting the dock." A protection fee!"

Qin Guangyi sneered and pointed at Zhao Jian: "Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here?"

"Damn it, what did you say!" Zhao Jian was furious.

Feng Ji patted Zhao Jian on the shoulder and signaled him to be quiet.

Although Zhao Jian had a hot temper, he respected Feng Ji. He snorted and stepped aside.

With a smile on his face, Feng Ji walked towards Qin Guangyi step by step and said, "Really, I just want to say it properly."

Qin Guangyi seemed to be smiling, but was not afraid of Feng Ji. He said: "Feng Ji, Yangliu Lane is my place, and I make the rules. If you are not convinced, you can move out of Yangliu Lane and find another place to open a store."

"Leave this Scarface with one hand and you can go away."

Feng Ji smiled: "To be honest, I just came to Jinmen and I really don't want to cause trouble."

"You just want to mess with me, you have to force me."

Qin Guangyi couldn't help but became irritated and cursed: "I'm talking to you well, can't you fucking understand?"

"You can stand here and talk to me. I am giving face to the shopkeeper, you know?"

Feng Ji rolled up his cuffs and stuffed his mandarin jacket into his belt, revealing his lower body in black.

"Are you done?"

Qin Guangyi was stunned: "What?"

"boom--!"

Feng Jijian punched with his shoulder, and the air exploded instantly, making a terrifying explosion!

Qin Guangyi didn't even react, the terrifying fist wind was already pressing down on him.

His face trembled violently due to the wind pressure, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, unable to dodge.

Bang——!

Feng Ji's fist landed directly on his face.

Blood suddenly flowed out, and the sound of broken nose bones was heard.

"ah--"

Qin Guangyi screamed in pain and was punched out.

The other Iron Sword Sect disciples reacted instantly.

"Fuck, if you dare to do it, brothers, come on!"

"Damn it, sneak attack and kill them!"

"Kick them to death!"

…

In an instant, all the Iron Sword Sect disciples drew their swords and rushed forward.

Dozens of people rushed towards Feng Ji and the others.

Wang Yuanfu, Yan Si, Zhao Jian and others drew their swords and roared.

Feng Ji laughed ferociously: "Everyone from the Qiangwu Association, don't move! Let me do it!"

boom!

He stomped on the ground, and the entire floor was torn apart.

I saw Feng Ji hit the floor with his toes, and then kicked hard, crash!

All the broken stone slabs, like hidden weapons, quickly fanned out towards the opposite side.

The people at the Iron Sword Gate on the opposite side were unable to dodge, and were immediately hit by stones one by one, and fell to the ground screaming and wailing.

Feng Ji was so powerful that the force of the stone kicked out was no less powerful than that of a hammer.

Anyone who was hit would have their bones broken on the spot, their skin and flesh split open, and blood flying everywhere.

Feng Ji jumped up and rushed into the Iron Sword Sect disciples instantly.

He restrained his strength and only used 20% of his strength. His iron fist swept across and roared continuously.

In the eyes of everyone at the [Qiangwu Association], Feng Ji looked like a humanoid monster.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect on the opposite side kept flying up and down, and the crackling sound of bones breaking continued to sound.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Zhao Jian was even more excited, shouting: "Learn Iron Fist horizontally, hahaha, you are worthy of practicing Iron Fist horizontally!"

When he thought of the scene when Feng Ji defeated a hundred bandits in Qingyuan County, he screamed excitedly.

"Well done!"

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu looked at each other, and couldn't help but see horror in each other's eyes.

There were dozens of people here, but Feng Ji felt like he was in a deserted place. When he made a move, no one on the other side could stop him.

With one punch, the enemy's bones would either be broken on the spot, or they would be knocked away.

This terrifying power and invincible fist power are simply more terrifying than Fifth Brother's sword!

In less than ten breaths, a large number of Iron Sword disciples were already lying in the Iron Sword Sect courtyard.

These people kept wailing, but Feng Ji was calm and even a little boring.

He didn't use his full strength at all, otherwise these people would be corpses.

After kicking away several Iron Sword disciples, Feng Ji grabbed Qin Guangyi, who had been stunned for a long time. He slapped the opponent on the cheek and said, "Can we have a good talk now?"

"you you……"

Qin Guangyi was speechless and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Feng Ji was too lazy to talk nonsense and said: "I just came to Jinmen. I don't want to kill anyone, so you can still listen to me here."

"Two things. First, starting from today, Yangliu Lane will no longer be owned by the Iron Sword Association. It will be taken over by the [Qiangwu Association]."

"Second, give me ten times the money you paid for worshiping the dock."

"Can it be done?"

Qin Guangyi came to his senses and roared angrily: "You're dreaming! Boy, don't think that after defeating a few of us, you will be lawless. My master is Mr. Qin, you... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Ji slapped him, interrupting his nonsense.

He grabbed Qin Guangyi's rat tail and dragged him directly into the iron sword door.

He said: "Forget it, why are you talking so much nonsense? I'll talk to your master."

"Ah-ah-ah-"

Qin Guangyi was filled with shame and anger. He grabbed his braid with both hands and kept roaring.

He slammed his foot on the ground, his whole body bounced up from the ground, and roared: "I'll fucking kill you!"

Qin Guangyi brought up a single sword from the ground and slashed at Feng Ji's neck.

His eyes were red, like a madman!

Feng Ji didn't look back and suddenly pulled the braid in his hand.

Qin Guangyi lowered his head in pain for a moment, but still stabbed out the sword without hesitation.

Crunch!

The sword hit Feng Ji's back, twisting it into a twist.

Qin Guangyi's face changed drastically, and all the ferocious and sinister expressions froze.

Feng Ji's impatient voice came: "Right hand, right?"

The next moment, Feng Ji grabbed it with five fingers, and with a pop, he dug his tiger claws directly into Qin Guangyi's shoulder.

With a click, Qin Guangyi's entire right arm broke instantly.

The severe pain made Qin Guangyi immediately wail and scream.

"stop--!"

At this moment, a group of people rushed out from the backyard.

The leader was a bald man with a beard, carrying a nine-ring thick-backed sword, and roaring with fury.

When Feng Ji saw this person, he couldn't help but grin: "Master Qin?"