Chapter 447: Spike

"The ancient law is a way of continuing the struggle between the major families. It is a way of resolving mutual grievances. It is so small that it is jealous and arrogant, and it is so deep in the blood and sea. It can be broken through the ancient law, and it is not necessary to affect the respective families, for the blood of the major families. The continuation, and the inheritance of the heritage, this method has also been unanimously accepted by all the family." The long-term middle-aged man explained his face.
"What kind of method" Xiao Feng nodded and then asked.
"Blood war is caused by both the grievances and the grievances, until a confrontation is reached until the blood is seen and there is no restriction on the death of the dead." The long-term middle-aged man said that he looked at Xiao Feng with some worries.
"I think this ancient method is good, very suitable." Simon, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth, and looked at Xiao Feng with a faint look, calmly said.
"I also feel very good." Xiao Feng smiled and agreed.
"The homeowner can't be the first son of Ximen, who is the genius of the younger generation. The younger son has not practiced since he was a child. The battle is extremely unfair to them." The long-haired middle-aged man said nervously to Zhang Zhongliang.
"Brother"
"Shaw God"
Zhang Xiaoyu and the soul of the soul purple clothes are also grabbed by Xiao Feng’s arm. They know that Xiao Feng is not afraid of Ximen blowing snow in the game, but here is the real world. However, the first day of this generation has already surpassed many older people in their young age. They simply do not believe that Xiao Feng can still take advantage.
"Since both parties agree, then the ancient law can be held according to the contract. Others have no right to intervene. Mr. Ximen, how do you feel?" Zhang Zhongliang did not care for the middle-aged man, but turned to Simon Wei.
"I have no opinion, the young people's grievances, let them break their own." The ugly Simon Wei finally smiled and said.
"Since neither side has any opinions, then a battle will be held between the two sons. If the Ximen son wins, then the Shangguan Ziyan will be taken away. Otherwise, the marriage contract with Shangguan Ziyan will be cancelled. From then on, there is no relationship with Shangguan Ziyu. You can agree," Zhang Zhongliang nodded and asked.
"Is it interesting to bet, I agree." Ximen Blowing Snow showed a look of interest and nodded slightly.
"The Ximen family has no opinion." Ximen Wei looked at Xiao Feng, and the disdainful color in his eyes flashed away, and he nodded.
In his view, this ancient Fa Ximen family is sure to win, because Ximen Bingxue is the first genius of the younger generation of the family, the battle can not fail, but I did not expect Zhang Zhongliang to favor their Simon's house, see It’s also estimated that Zhang’s family is not related to Zhang’s reputation. After all, Shangguan’s and Ximen’s family have a marriage contract.
"Trust me, there will be nothing." Xiao Feng comforted the soul of the soul behind the purple, and then nodded.
"We also agree."
Although the bet of the War Soul Purple is a bit of a disappointment to Xiao Feng, the ancient method is indeed the best way to solve this situation.
"The ancient law will be held in a dojo in Zhangjia, but there is a saying first, I hope the two sides will point to the end, do not hurt the peace." Long-haired middle-aged people opened their mouths and looked at Xiao Feng's eyes with some concerns, and then said to the two.
Ximen Blowing a smile, did not speak, and Xiao Feng smiled and did not speak.
Soon, a large group of people in the Purple Temple moved together.
I came to an open-air training gym. There are still many Zhang disciples dancing swords.
The long-haired middle-aged man went directly to the front, letting all Zhang’s disciples leave, and the training sword field was vacated, and then Xiao Feng and Ximen Blowing Snow took the initiative to enter.
"You don't make a sword?"
There was a sword in the waist of Ximen blowing snow. At this moment, he was in his hand. He looked at the empty Xiaofeng, and asked.
"Small three sons, if you need weapons, you can borrow from me." The long-haired middle-aged man also said to Xiao Feng.
"Is there a Vulcan gun?" Xiao Feng really turned back and asked, the Vulcan cannon is King Kong's favorite heavy weapon. With King Kong's physique, it can afford tens of thousands of ammunition. It can be said to be a walking turret. It used to be rare in hell. The several times were not assassination missions, but everything in the destruction mission, which was destroyed by King Kong alone.
"What Vulcan Cannon" is a long-time middle-aged man, where he heard the term.
"No, even if I am empty-handed." Xiao Feng went back and said that he had just said that if there was a Vulcan gun, he would dare to blow the snow into the blood of Ximen.
However, Xiao Feng has not touched the Vulcan cannon for a long time, because nowadays, when the earth's resources are getting exhausted, the weapons that consume a lot of ammunition, that is, metal resources, are basically eliminated.
"Since both sides are ready, then according to the ancient law, the battle begins."
Zhang Zhongliang personally served as a notary public, looked at Ximen blowing snow, and looked at Xiao Feng, said openly.
At the moment when Zhang Zhongliang’s voice just fell, Xiao Feng and Ximen blow the snow and close their eyes at the same time. In an instant, the air inside the large sword field will solidify.
Then Xiao Feng took the lead to open his eyes, his left eye was red, and his right eye was golden. It seemed that two solid colored gems suddenly rushed out of the shape of Xiao Feng and turned into a humanoid cannonball.
Ximen Blowing Snow also blinked at this moment, watching Xiao Feng, who was forced to come, his eyes were slightly dignified, and the sword in his hand was closed and pointed to Xiao Feng.
"What happened to the little three sons in the past few years, how could such a big change happen to have such an amazing explosive power. It seems that light rain, you said that he defeated the blue sword slave is not a fake."
The long-haired middle-aged man walked to Zhang Xiaoyu, licking his long beard and looking dignified.
"Qinger is incompetent, and indeed it is not the opponent of the three young masters."
Next to Qinger slightly decapitated, her eyes did not change. In order to bring Xiao Feng to Zhang’s home, she played with Xiao Feng once and lost her heart, because in that battle she still took the token of Zhang’s family. An ancient sword with a sword spirit, if not, she will lose even worse.
Zhang Xiaoyu did not answer, because her attention has been concentrated on the training field, and she did not listen to what the middle-aged man said. In addition to her, the same is true of the soul of the purple, the knuckles The pinch is white, and the lower lip is also bitten by nervousness.
On the sword field, Xiao Feng is like a human-shaped cannonball. In the blink of an eye, it rushes to the front of Ximen Blowing Snow, while Ximen Blowing Snow is a long sword, pointing to the chest of Xiao Feng, carrying a fierce sword on the sword. I want to push Xiao Feng back.
"噗"
However, no one can think of anything happening, Xiao Feng does not evade, and uses the body to hit the front of the sword. With a bang, the long sword will wear the wind and pierce the chest.
Everyone was shocked by Zhang Zhongliang and the long-term middle-aged man.
Surprising, and Zhang Xiaoyu and the soul of the purple coat are instantly holding their mouths, the panic in the eyes is unparalleled, Qinger is also the same eyebrows.
Even Simon Wei was shocked. He really wanted to let Ximen blow the snow to teach that Zhang Jia’s rebelliousness was not fake, but he did not think that he would come to a step that made people’s lives. But here is Zhang’s family, even if the actor was expelled from the family. The body also has the blood of Zhang’s family, or the family of Zhang’s family. If it was killed by the Ximen blowing snow in the battle, how could the family let them go?
Only King Kong was quietly watching Xiao Feng being worn by a sword. His expression was calm and there was no other change. At most, he looked at Ximen and blows the snow at a glance.
However, no matter how surprised the people watching the game, the real face change is still the West Gate blowing snow on the field.
He also wore a sword when he wore a chest, because he prepared seven or eight swords to deal with Xiao Feng, but he did not think that Xiao Feng would hit his sword, so Xiao Feng When the chest pierced, he had a moment of loss.
But right away, he looked a big change, because he felt that it was wrong. The sword he pierced Xiao Feng was like being embedded in the chest of Xiao Feng. He asked him how to pull it out, but the sword did not move.
At the same time, he saw a fierce fist that had already appeared in his eyes.
In the more powerful master showdown, the more mistakes can not be made, the short glimpse of Ximen blowing snow, the result is fatal, facing the punch of Xiao Feng suddenly, he has no chance to escape, is sturdy Very close to the face
"boom"
This time, Ximen Blowing Snow, like a cannonball, was flung out and went out to the sword to fly away. I flew to somewhere.
In the middle of the air, Ximen blows the snow completely, because he feels that the skull is cracked by the shackles, and his head is directly smashed into a concussion, a humming sound, and he knows nothing.
Xiao Feng did not let him go, grinning, smiling, and cruel. In the rapid healing of the wound in the chest, it was a step-by-shot shot, quickly catching up with the West Gate blowing snow.
That sword did not hurt the key to Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng, who was opened to Shura, avoided the fatal point in an instant. In fact, as long as the heart was not pierced, even if the lungs were smashed a few mouths, Xiao Feng It is also able to heal itself in a short time, and after the unparalleled ability is turned on, the metabolism of Xiao Feng’s cells is almost a thousand times faster.
"boom"
Another punch, the Ximen blowing snow that flew out was smashed into the chest by Xiao Feng, and was directly and heavily squatted on the ground by the inverted posture.
"噗"
Blood splatter, a large mouth of blood was spit out by Simon's mouth, and his ribs broke at least two.
Xiao Feng was unforgiving, with a cruel smile, hitting one knee, hitting the belly of Ximen blowing snow, pressing the body of Ximen blowing snow, and then a fist punching the chest of Ximen blowing snow to see the chest of Ximen blowing snow. Tudor’s depression
"Wow"
Ximen blows the snow again and opens his mouth, spits out a big red blood, and sees the blood color, as if any internal organs have been shattered.
Everyone outside the sword field was shocked again. The fundamental reaction was not the change in the field. The second second was Xiao Feng’s sword blowing through the chest, and the second one was the singularity of Ximen blowing snow.
And it’s spike