In Miao Xiong's sight, Liu Feng was still smiling, with the corner of his mouth raised, which made people feel that he was both handsome and bad.

However, behind this smile, was Liu Feng's unwavering intention to kill. Seeing that, Miao Xiong's heart shrank sharply.

"You, don't come over, I am a Poison King from Poison Martial Group. If you kill me, Poison Martial Group will not let you go." Miao Xiong stepped back, his left hand covering the wound on his right shoulder, but the blood continued flowing through his fingers.

Liu Feng sneered. He said in a mocking tone, "Is Poison Martial Group that great? They will not let me go. Since you have targeted me, do you think I will let you go?"

At this time, Miao Xiong's face was distorted. He was in great pain and feeling scared.

The strength shown by Liu Feng made him feel extremely fearful. Not only did he fail to hurt his opponent with his Poison Palms, but one of his arm had been slashed off by Liu Feng. Even if he did not die, his whole life would be ruined. And what was crucial now, was that, Liu Feng, was determined to kill him.

Liu Feng continued and said, "Go on, keep pretending that you are not afraid. Do you think that you could attack Yang s.h.i.+wen by taking two steps back? By the footwork shown, how you stepped back and kept your attacking distance, I suppose you are going to catch her and use her to threaten me, aren't you?"

"You ..."

When Miao Xiong heard Liu Feng's words, his eyes widened fully.

Yang s.h.i.+wen's beautiful eyes closed slightly at once, and her pupils contracted sharply. She s.h.i.+fted the bags in her hands, showing the extreme anxiety in her heart.

"You are right. But Liu Feng, you found out too late, haha!" Seeing that Liu Feng saw through his purpose, Miao Xiong stopped dissimulating, turned around, and rushed toward Yang s.h.i.+wen.

"Puff!"

However, just as he turned around, Liu Feng threw his scimitar. It threw off a s.h.i.+ning cold light and was embedded onto Miao Xiong's back.

"Feng, Liu Feng!"

Miao Xiong suddenly stopped in his tracks, as the tip of the scimitar had already penetrated through to his chest. "Why? Why don't you give me a chance?"

After Liu Feng succeeded in disabling him with the scimitar, he quickly walked back and put Yang s.h.i.+wen behind him. He smiled and said, "I gave you a chance, but you are too weak to grasp it"

Blood kept flowing out from the corner of Miao Xiong's mouth, and his face became grayer. But he still asked restlessly, "In terms of cultivation, I am not as good as you, but the a.r.s.enic Poison Palm I used, has the strongest poison, why were you not affected?"

Liu Feng said with a smile, "Because I am a magic doctor. In terms of the use of poison, I am actually better than you, understand?"

"Poison Martial Group ..."

In the end, Miao Xiong seemed to want to say, "Poison Martial Group will never let you get away." But he was too weak to finish his sentence and fell to the ground, after giving a shudder.

"s.h.i.+wen, I have killed again, are you afraid?" Liu Feng turned back and looked at Yang s.h.i.+wen.

Miss Yang shook her head hard and said, "Although I am not used to seeing such things, I need to force myself to get used to it, because I know that you are doing this to protect..."

"If you want to get used to it, then let's start now." Liu Feng pointed to Miao Xiong's dead body, "Go, pull the scimitar out for me."

"What!"

Yang s.h.i.+wen was stunned, and did not respond immediately.

Liu Feng said, "Pull out the scimitar! The scimitar is important to me. I can't lose it, I hope that you can pull it out for me."

"Ok!"

In fact, Yang s.h.i.+wen wanted to ask Liu Feng, "Why don't you pull it out by yourself?" But she did not, and instead, went to Miao Xiong's dead body, trying hard not to puke.

When Yang s.h.i.+wen crouched down and touched the scimitar with her small hand, Liu Feng suddenly spoke again, "The scimitar has pierced his heart, you need to pull it out fast, and you must avoid the blood when it comes out."

"Puff!"

Yang s.h.i.+wen did not hesitate, and using all the strength in her hand, pulled the scimitar out.

Blood gushed out, more than a meter high, following the withdrawal of the scimitar. Fortunately, Liu Feng had warned Yang s.h.i.+wen in advance, so she did not get drenched by the blood.

After she pulled out the scimitar, even though she had been mentally prepared, Yang s.h.i.+wen almost thew up the cold drink she had just drunk.

Liu Feng came forward and patted Yang s.h.i.+wen's shoulder, "This is also an exercise. In the future, you have to face many things ..."

"I understand!" Yang s.h.i.+wen nodded and handed the scimitar to Liu Feng.

This scimitar s.h.i.+mmered slightly in the cold light of the sun. When Liu Feng took over, the last drop of blood dripped from the tip of the scimitar.

"This is a good scimitar. It kills people without being stained by their blood. s.h.i.+wen, follow Brother Feng. Brother Feng will bring you to kill more." After Liu Feng put the scimitar back, he took Yang s.h.i.+wen's small hand and walked slowly outside the Hutong.

Yang s.h.i.+wen walked beside Liu Feng. Although her heart was full of doubts, she did not say a word.

However, Liu Feng explained, "We are going to kill s.h.i.+ Zhengyang, the foreigner who appeared in the cold drink shop. Since Poison Martial Group has targeted us, we can't be scared. We will kill whoever comes to kill us, no matter how many of them there are."

"Ok!"

Yang s.h.i.+wen nodded again.

Ten minutes after they left, a figure suddenly emerged from the entrance of the Hutong.

"Liu Feng, Lord Yama. He is merciless!"

This man first patted his chest as if he had not yet recovered from the fright, and immediately said, "Fortunately, I arrived first and heard him saying that he is going to kill me, so I hid quickly, otherwise ... It seems that he is worthy of the name Yama. I am not his match! Perhaps, even the entire Poison Martial Group is no match to him."

Yes, it was s.h.i.+ Zhengyang who appeared. This guy was quite cautious. He had arrived early but had been hiding for quite some time, as if he were afraid that Liu Feng would come back to kill him.

Even though he was cautious and worried, s.h.i.+ Zhengyang's face showed a smug smile, and he said, "Miao Xiong, you thought that you were better than me, and you always looked down on me in Poison Martial Group. Hehe! Now you are dead. You should have seen that coming!"

While talking to himself, s.h.i.+ Zhengyang strode to the front of Miao Xiong's dead body and kicked Miao Xiong's broken arm, with a playful look on his face.

"Gee!"

Then, s.h.i.+ Zhengyang discovered a big secret. He saw that the color of the palm on the broken arm was reddish.

"Reddish color. That's the sign that Miao Xiong's a.r.s.enic Poison Palm was effective. The person who was. .h.i.t by the palm ... Dam*, Liu Feng fooled me."

At this moment, the expression on s.h.i.+ Zhengyang's face was quite gloomy, as if he were eating s.h.i.+t, "b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Liu Feng must have known that I am here. The h.e.l.l he was training Yang s.h.i.+wen to pull out the scimitar. He was poisoned, so he didn't dare to exert himself. And he wanted to bring the girl to kill me. No wonder, he walked so slowly ..."

When s.h.i.+ Zhengyang was trying to figure out what was going on, Liu Feng found an average hotel and rented a room.

"Liu Feng, are you okay, why is your face so pale?"

Yang s.h.i.+wen sat opposite Liu Feng and asked with some concern, "And, didn't you say we will be killing more people? Why are we here again?"

"Puff!"

When Yang s.h.i.+wen finished her question, Liu Feng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which dripped onto his collar.

"Liu Feng, are you okay? Why are you vomitting out blood?" Yang s.h.i.+wen became very nervous and her face was worried.

Liu Feng took a deep breath and said, "I lied. I was poisoned!"

"You ... you are going to be okay, right? You can heal yourself, right?" Yang s.h.i.+wen asked.

Liu Feng nodded and said, "You don't have to worry. You only need to sit quietly for a while, or even take a nap first"

After he spoke, Liu Feng sat on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Yang s.h.i.+wen sat quietly on the opposite side and looked at Liu Feng, unblinkingly.

After sitting quietly for five minutes, Liu Feng raised his hand, took out three silver needles, and applied the needles on three critical points on his body.

Twenty minutes later, Yang s.h.i.+wen suddenly raised her hands and covered her little mouth.

She saw that a half-inch long black line had appeared between Liu Feng's eyebrows, and it seemed to be slowly inching upwards.

An hour later, Yang s.h.i.+wen saw that the black line had completely entered Liu Feng's hair area and disappeared.

At this time, someone knocked on their hotel room door.

"Who is it?" Yang s.h.i.+wen was so nervous, that she almost screamed when she asked the question.

"Room service, I am here to clean your room." A man's voice could be heard outside the door.

"We just checked in. We don't need the room to be cleaned." Yang s.h.i.+wen said.

"Bang bang bang!"

The man outside, continued knocking on the door, and raised his voice, "Miss Yang, Mr. Liu Feng, I know you are both in the room, right. Open the door. I just want to talk to you."

Yang s.h.i.+wen's big, watery eyes suddenly widened. She already recognized the voice of the other party. It was s.h.i.+ Zhengyang.

"Bang bang bang!"

s.h.i.+ Zhengyang continued to knock on the door and said, "Didn't Mr. Liu Feng say that he will bring you to kill me? Now, I am here. Can't you meet me before killing me?"

Yang s.h.i.+wen was now extremely nervous and she looked at Liu Feng. Liu Feng was still sitting cross-legged, taking very deep breaths, as if he were asleep.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the lock spring on the door cracked open, and then it was pushed open from the outside.

Then, as the door opened, s.h.i.+ Zhengyang entered. There was a sneer on the foreigner's face. Looking at Yang s.h.i.+wen's frightened face, he felt very proud.

"We meet again, hehe!" s.h.i.+ Zhengyang strode in and closed the door with a backhand.

"Don't come over, or Liu Feng will kill you." Yang s.h.i.+wen was now very scared. She was threatening the other, using the name of Liu Feng, but still she stood up and blocked Liu Feng with her delicate body.

"It's alright. At first, Liu Feng ... No, I should call him Lord Yama. He was going to kill me! Now, I am here. I am here to die." s.h.i.+ Zhengyang lifted his leg, approached Yang s.h.i.+wen, and said complacently, "Sure enough. He has been poisoned after all, hahaha!"