"What a Chinese who doesn't know how high the sky is. I will definitely make you cry without tears!" Makita Qingfeng shouted angrily, his fist came out like the wind, with a surprising force, and his strength attacked Yan Nanfei's chest.?

Yan Nanfei did not dodge or avoid it, but just sealed it at Makita Qingfeng's fist with one hand.

"Oh! Why is the second young master so careless? He actually faces a fist against his palms? This is a big loss!" Qing Yan looked at it and couldn't help but scream. Yan Nanzhao didn't say anything after hearing this, but just chuckled and said nothing.

"Looking for death!" Seeing Yan Nanfei's actions, Makita Qingfeng also looked disdainful, shouted coldly, and suddenly added some strength to his fist, determined to completely smash Yan Nanfei's vicious metacarpal bones.

Bang! Under the gaze of everyone, punches and palms collided fiercely. Makita Qingfeng roared and vomited wildly. He was about to make a splash to smash Yan Nanfei's palm and crush Yan Nanfei's heart. When he was killed with one blow, a powerful, scorching energy flow suddenly surged from Yan Nanfei's palm. This energy possessed the power that made Makita Qingfeng tremble. Yan Nanfei only felt that his fist was indescribable, as if it was burned by invisible flames. The strong pain spread like waves, making him unable to help but exhale.

Not only that, the energy that came out of Yan Nanfei's palm rushed into his body along the fist of Makita Qingfeng, like a wave slamming the table, violently impacting Makita Qingfeng's wrist bones. Under the powerful energy fluctuations, Makita Qingfeng clearly felt that his wrist bones were trembling in a violent pain, and there was a possibility of collapse and crushing at any time. A strong sense of fear surged in Makita Qingfeng's heart. Unexpectedly, he not only failed to smash Yan Nanfei's palm, but his fist would be crushed by Yan Nanfei. In addition to being surprised, Makita Qingfeng roared angrily, used all his strength to retreat, avoiding the bad luck of the wrist bones being smashed.

"This is impossible!" Holding his wrist that was painful, Makita Qingfeng looked at Yan Nanfei in surprise and shouted in surprise.

Yan Nanfei did not pursue the victory. He looked at Makita Qingfeng's surprised face, sneered and asked, "What's wrong? This time I was hiding, but you.

Makita Qingfeng did not care about the strong sarcasm in Yan Nanfei's words and asked angrily: "How come your martial arts have improved so much? This is too incredible.

Yan Nanfei sneered and said, "Why has my martial arts improved so much? Do you think I will tell you? Stop talking nonsense. The real competition has just begun. Let's take a move quickly.

Makita Qingfeng was very regretful, and then he realized that he had fallen into a trap that Yan Nanfei had dug in advance. The reason why Yan Nanfei proposed a martial arts competition was because he had expected that Makita Qingfeng would choose to compete with him and he had enough confidence to defeat him in one fell swoop if he didn't know that he had made great progress in martial arts and underestimated the enemy. He was still naively thinking that he had chosen a soft persimmon.

"Damn it!" Thinking through the joints before and after, Makita Kaifeng felt very hatred, and his eyes were about to spit out fire.

"Oh my God, when did the second young master's martial arts improve so much?" Although it was Makita Qingfeng who suffered a loss, Qingyan and others saw the power of Yan Nanfei's palm. Qingyan couldn't help but exclaim. Yan Nanzhao laughed at this time and said, "Second brother is no longer Wuxia Amon. Haha"

"Young Master, you knew it early in the morning?" Qing Yan turned to look at Yan Nanzhao and asked.

Yan Nanzhao smiled slightly and said, "It's better than you.

"No wonder this time the master was so relieved to ask the second young master to lead us to the capital city." Jin Yan murmured suddenly.

This martial arts are still comparable, and how can there be no comparison if you want to compare? At this time, this is a big problem lingering in Makita Qingfeng's mind. If it is not comparable, then there is no doubt that he will fall into his reputation and will automatically admit defeat. But if it is compared, Makita Qingfeng has already concluded that Yan Nanfei is definitely not something he can defeat at this time, and it is also a defeat. However, if he fails in the martial arts competition, he has to be dealt with, which is equivalent to sticking out his neck and letting someone cut him down.

Bi is also dead, but Biye is dead. Makita Keifeng has never lived as cowardly as he is now. After thinking about it, Mu Youyifeng felt that whether it is a comparison or not, it is secondary. The key is how to save his life. It is no longer the past. As a warrior in the island country, he can only win but not lose, and he has to have a caesarean section for apologizing once he loses. The soul of the warrior in the island country has long been unknown where he has fallen to. What kind of dignity and spirit are worthless than life.

Makita Kyoto wanted to escape.

"Yan Nanfei, you are so cunning. I seem to be fooled by you!" Makita Qingfeng glared at Yan Nanfei and said coldly.

Yan Nanfei smiled and said, "I will compete with you fairly. Victory and defeat determine life and death. What can you fool me?"

Makita Qingfeng was speechless, coughed, and said, "You Chinese are the most cunning. Who knows if you have been calculating me from the beginning?"

Yan Nanfei laughed loudly and said, "If it were to be cunning, I think we Chinese people sent you island people to a great festival! Just like today, you and me, you use two innocent and powerless ordinary girls, Li Qi and Biwei, to threaten me to submit. I can't do such a cunning thing.

Yan Nanfei's words were cold and full of wisdom. Even if Makita Qingfeng's face was thick, he was a little unbearable when Yan Nanfei laughed and sarcastized, and his face was slightly hot.

Seeing that Makita Qingfeng was silent, Yan Nanfei shouted, "Our competition is not over yet. If you look at it and refuse to make a move, then you will lose."

"Yan Nanfei, don't bully people too much! Do you really think that I, Makita Qingfeng, are afraid of you? OK!

Today, I took your life!" Although Makita Qingfeng said this, the corners of his eyes slipped towards Li Qi and Biwei from time to time. Yan Nanfei saw all this, and knew that Makita Qingfeng was about to play tricks, he quietly gave Yuan Fei and Yan Nanzhao a wink. Without Yan Nanfei's reminder, Yan Nanzhao and Yuan Fei had already made preparations, and were close enough to Makita Qingfeng's subordinates at this time.

Yan Nanfei shouted at Makita Qingfeng with confidence: "Okay! Let me see how powerful your island ninjutsu is.

"Then let's take the move!" Makita Qingfeng roared wildly, his hands swung one after another like a sprint, and only heard the sound of breaking the wind. Countless, numerous ninja darts, with the protection of the night, rushed towards Yan Nanfei with great momentum.

"Second Young Master, beware of the Japanese in the island country being tricked and used hidden weapons!" Jin Yan hurriedly greeted him as soon as he saw it.

Yan Nanfei laughed wildly and said, "Let him do it! Even if he uses the cannon, he will never escape and die today!" Yan Nanfei's figure soared, and his palms were swung freely. In an instant, dozens of extremely powerful palm forces were slashed through the sky, shooting down the darts shot out by Makita Qingfeng one by one.

The thought in Makita Qingfeng's mind was that if the dart could hit Yan Nanfei, it would be the best. If the dart failed, then use a hidden weapon to wrap around Yan Nanfei and take the opportunity to escape far away. At this time, seeing Yan Nanfei shooting down all his ninja darts with great might, my heart trembled and I didn't dare to have any fantasies. I rushed towards Li Qi and Biwei, and at the same time shouted wildly, "Go away!"

"It's not that easy to leave!" Yuan Fei and Yan Nanzhao had already been ready. Seeing Makita Qingfeng taking action, they both stepped up at the same time. Yuan Fei and Yan Nanzhao showed their unique tricks and rushed towards the two ninjas who were holding Li Qi and Biwei respectively.

Boom! Two muffled sounds came one after another. The two ninjas who grabbed Li Qi and Biwei were paying attention to the competition between Makita Qingfeng and Yan Nanfei. Before they could react, they were caught. Yuan Fei and Yan Nanzhao were determined to kill them. The two palms were extremely powerful, and the hearts of the two ninjas were shattered, and their lives were lost in a blink of an eye.

Makita Qingfeng's eyes were anxious and could catch Li Qi and Biwei in his hands, but he could only watch Yuan Fei and Yan Nanfei one by one, and brought Li Qi and Biwei back to the side of the Twelve Feiyans.

The whole process from beginning to end was like being born in a flash, with a sudden start and a rapid ending, as if in just a blink of an eye, Li Qi and Biwei had already turned into danger. So suddenly and so quickly made Li Qi and Biwei feel like they were in a dream, even though they were safe, they had not yet woken up.

Li Qi and Biwei were also lost, and Makita Qingfeng was shocked and hated. However, he was a little bit smart after all. He knew that after losing the last two aces, Yan Nanfei and others would have no scruples. Next, they would start a merciless pursuit of them. They did not dare to stay for a moment, so they greeted him and drilled into the depths of the endless night sky like lightning.

"Come back!" Seeing that Makita Qingfeng was so shameless and fled without fighting, Yan Nanfei was furious and followed closely behind and chased after him. Yao slapped Makita Qingfeng's back hard. The amazing palm power instantly crossed the distance from Makita Qingfeng and hit Makita Qingfeng's heart hard.

Makita Qingfeng screamed and paused, but Makita Qingfeng, who was eager to escape, endured the severe pain all over his body, and tried his best to support him, and quickly sank into the darkness.

"Grandma! Let this bastard run away again!" Looking at the place where Makita Qingfeng's figure disappeared, Yan Nanfei roared in great anger.

"You can run to the first day of the lunar calendar, but you can't run to the fifteenth day! Brother, don't worry, he will die at our hands sooner or later!" Yuan Fei snorted coldly and shouted.

"Big Young Master, Second Young Master, what should I do if I endure these people?" While Yan Nanfei, Yuan Fei and Yan Nanzhao took action, Jin Yan and others were not slow. With the thunderous momentum, they did not give them any chance to endure them, and took them to one fell swoop.

Yan Nanfei waved his hand without looking at it and said, "No one in the ninjas can be killed if there is no one left!

Yan Nanfei gave the order, and the twelve flying swallows raised their swords and several ninjas reported to the underworld.
Chapter completed!