Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

Chapter 132 Fighting

While helping the other gang members establish a combat advantage, Chen Feng kept a close eye on the fight between the two.

He will take immediate action if trouble arises.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Weapons clashed fiercely.

The moment the two separated, Yan Lie made a swallowing motion, and the next moment, a violent force radiated outward from him.

An invisible wave of energy spread out.

Lu Kui's expression suddenly changed, and he was about to distance himself, but Yan Lie arrived first and entangled him.

"Hahaha! Don't run away!" Yan Lie swung his nine-ringed steel saber, creating a series of overlapping shadows, and pressed Lu Kui down with a beating.

"Come on!!!" Lu Kui roared and continued to fight him. But this time, he used a trick and controlled the direction, slowly moving towards Chen Feng.

Yan Lie, who was under the influence of drugs, was a bit of a problem. He planned to have Chen Feng join the fight to outnumber him.

Chen Feng saw through Lu Kui's intention, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Didn't you say before that you didn't want me to interfere?

He had originally planned to let Lu Kui hold out a little longer while he helped the others deal with their opponents.

"You guys be careful, I'm going to help Lu Kui."

Chen Feng's voice was deep and powerful, penetrating the noise and reaching the ears of all the Canglang Gang members.

"Yes!" Several brothers, their eyes already bloodshot, roared as they charged toward the Cao Gang members.

Chen Feng then quietly approached the place where Lu Kui and Yan Lie were fighting, preparing to help Lu Kui take down Yan Lie.

Once Yan Lie dies, the remaining members of the Cao Gang who are stubbornly resisting will naturally collapse in the face of two Grand Martial Masters, Chen Feng and Lu Kui.

Chen Feng concealed his presence, waiting for an opening.

To coordinate with Chen Feng, who was waiting for an opportunity, Lu Kui began to adjust his attack patterns, his swordsmanship becoming more expansive and powerful.

If Yan Lie fails to block in time, he will be stunned by the impact.

This is creating an opportunity for Chen Feng to launch a sneak attack.

In contrast, Yan Lie seemed to have lost a screw, laughing loudly as he wrestled with Lu Kui, his swordsmanship becoming just as fierce and powerful as Lu Kui's.

"Is he high on drugs?" Chen Feng frowned.

Clang!

The weapons clashed fiercely.

The deafening clang of metal striking metal was extremely piercing, and both Lu Kui and Yan Lie felt a numbness in their arms.

The two were instantly left wide open.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed. Now!

He stomped his foot hard on the ground, his figure flashing out like a ghost, heading straight for Yan Lie. The long sword in his hand was aimed at Yan Lie's neck, and a cold glint flashed and disappeared.

Almost at the same time that Chen Feng rushed out.

boom!

A loud bang, muffled like thunder.

In the dark corridor behind the canal gang's helm, a black shadow suddenly darted out, its target none other than Lu Kui, who was also in a frozen state.

This person, like Chen Feng, had been lying low for a long time, waiting for an opening in Lu Kui's stalemate before suddenly launching an attack.

Chen Feng's pupils shrank sharply. He recognized the aura all too well—it was the Thunderclap Kick!

In Chen Feng's vision, the figure was getting closer and closer to Lu Kui, but Lu Kui was completely unaware.

No wonder Yan Lie fought Lu Kuiku like an idiot; he was trying to get someone to ambush him.

"Watch out!" Chen Feng shouted.

Upon hearing this warning, Yan Lie instantly noticed Chen Feng rushing towards him and immediately reacted to block.

Chen Feng had no choice but to twist and change his move in mid-air, and in the end he could only leave a sword wound on Yan Lie, which was bleeding profusely. It was a serious injury, but not fatal.

the other side.

Liu Zheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He straightened his knees and legs, ready to deliver a thunderous kick to Lu Kui's back, a vital spot.

He intended to kill Lu Kui with a single blow.

Fortunately, Chen Feng reminded him, and Lu Kui suddenly turned around. Before he could retract his sword, he used his free hand to strike out with a palm, barely blocking the attack.

However, Lu Kui felt a deep and powerful internal force spreading up his palm, making his entire arm numb and weak.

His face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered back several steps, his face full of astonishment.

"Thunder Kick?!" Lu Kui immediately looked at Chen Feng and loudly questioned, "Didn't you say you killed Xie Xuan?!"

Chen Feng angrily retorted, "Nonsense! Use your brain! This guy is definitely not Xie Xuan!"

"It's you!" Liu Zheng's eyes widened as he heard the two talking, and he glared angrily at Chen Feng.

His emotions surged instantly: "You're Chen Lang! You killed Xie Xuan!"

Lu Kui seized the opportunity to retreat, feeling a wave of fear wash over him. After thinking it over carefully, he realized that the attacker's strength was almost equal to his own, and he certainly didn't seem like Xie Xuan, who had opened half a hundred acupoints.

Yan Lie's expression was also cold and gloomy. He never expected that the Canglang Gang would have such a hidden trick up their sleeve as Chen Feng.

The four cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm stood facing each other, their faces full of vigilance.

Seeing that Lu Kui was in poor condition and Yan Lie had also been severely injured by him, Chen Feng decisively said to Lu Kui, "You deal with Yan Lie!"

I'll play this!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chen Feng made the first move, his figure as light as a feather, leaping through the air to reach Liu Zheng in front of him.

He swung his sword, but Liu Zheng nimbly dodged it.

Lu Kui's expression was uncertain. One of his hands was still numb due to the influence of the true energy, and he was already considering retreating. He said, "Should we—"

"Lu Kui!!" Before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng knew what he was thinking and immediately shouted back.

Why would you want to surrender when you're winning so well!

In the end, Lu Kui gritted his teeth, raised his knife, and charged at Yan Lie.

Puff puff!

The scene immediately became even more chaotic, with the true energy of the Enlightenment Realm cultivators surging everywhere, easily breaking the bluestone slabs on the surface of the rudder and exposing the soil underneath.

Chen Feng and Liu Zheng fought as they ran, constantly exchanging blows, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged several rounds.

"Impossible! How could you possibly kill Xie Xuan!" Liu Zheng's face was gloomy as he dodged Chen Feng's sword attacks repeatedly.

"You'll find out the answer yourself when you go down and ask him," Chen Feng sneered, his swordplay becoming even more ferocious.

Suddenly, a burst of sword light erupted, and the sword energy swept out like ink. Liu Zheng's pupils shrank, and he couldn't dodge in time. Bloodstains immediately appeared on his body.

Having suffered a loss, Liu Zheng braced his legs once more, a thunderous roar faintly emanating from between them.

Just as Chen Feng thought his opponent was about to retaliate, Liu Zheng fled at lightning speed, giving Chen Feng no chance to get close and fight.

He charged toward the Canglang Gang members on the sidelines, ready to unleash a massacre in the crowd.

Seeing him run towards the Canglang Gang members, Chen Feng immediately understood and quickly turned around to chase after him.

However, the speed of the Thunder Kick was astonishing.

We can't catch up.

Chen Feng's heart sank.

Just as the opponent was about to succeed, at the critical moment, Chen Feng suddenly stopped his forward momentum.

He roared and twisted his wrist, abruptly changing the position of the longsword he was holding, gripping the hilt in reverse with the tip pointing downwards.

The wind swept in from both sides, stirring his robes and making them flutter.

Chen Feng lowered his waist and twisted his shoulders, channeling all his strength into his right arm, his gaze fixed intently on Liu Zheng's back, without the slightest deviation.

The next instant, he suddenly raised his hand and hurled the iron sword with all his might!

Buzz—

The longsword cut through the wind, emitting a sharp, piercing sound.

The cold sword light transformed into a straight silver line, tearing through the noisy air and instantly bridging the distance between the two.

Liu Zheng was focused on charging into the crowd and slaughtering them, never expecting that Chen Feng would abandon the pursuit and throw his sword.

Caught off guard, there was no time to dodge.

Relying entirely on the astonishing five senses of the Enlightenment Realm, he temporarily sensed a deadly danger, forcibly twisted his body, and slightly shifted his posture.

There was a soft "plop" sound.

The sharp blade pierced his back.

The sword penetrated most of the flesh, and blood gushed out along the blade, instantly staining the fabric red.