Feng Fan was holding the Pu knife in his hand, because the people of the Park family could occasionally be seen around, so in the upcoming fight, Feng Fan was not ready to use the flying sword. After all, that thing was too shocking, and Feng Fan didn't want to reveal his identity as a cultivator at the moment. Feeling the panicked emotions of the people in the Park family, Feng Fan felt some emotion in his heart, it seems that people are greedy for life and afraid of death, and everyone in the Park family is no exception.

"Big brother, the situation around here is not good! The brothers who were assassinated in the first wave seem to have been spared, otherwise they are so close to the Park family, why is there no movement to fight at all? Could it be that the Park family is really hiding the dragon and crouching tiger?!" Three black-clothed men in the northwest were hurrying towards the Pu family's courtyard wall, and one of the thin black-clothed men said to the tall and burly man beside him.

"Even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, we have to break through this time, if we can't complete the task delivered by the palace master, we will only have a dead end. If we kill Park Junjie, we will not only have no worries about our lives, but we will also be rewarded handsomely!" said the burly man with an eyebrow raised.

When the three of them were talking, a young man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared more than a dozen feet in front of him, and the person who came was Feng Fan, who had already sensed the whereabouts of the three of them with his divine sense. Feeling that the strength of this group of assassins seemed to be stronger than the previous wave, Feng Fan was ready to kill the three people in this direction as soon as possible with the power of thunder, and then go to the aid of the disciples of the Haisha Gang in other directions.

Seeing Feng Fan, who appeared silently more than a dozen zhang away, the three of them accelerated their speed forward, and stopped at a distance of one zhang from Feng Fan, who was hurrying over.

"Do it!" As the burly man whispered, the man in black, who had not spoken just now, rushed forward first. The man in black waved the double knives in his hand, and slashed towards Feng Fan head-on, accompanied by the howling wind, and the powerful force pressed down.

Feng Fan did not dodge, his left hand was wiped on his waist, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at his opponent. Two crisp voices came out, and the twin knives that slashed at Feng Fan's shoulders seemed to fall on the steel, causing no damage to Feng Fan.

With a "flutter", the dark iron dagger stabbed into the abdomen of the man in black. Feng Fan kicked out, and the man in black flew out, fell to the ground a foot away, and then died of anger.

Feng Fan uses the Golden Bell Jar martial arts, and runs the true element according to the meridians of the Golden Bell Jar, except for the multiplication of power, its final performance is exactly the same as that of the Golden Bell Jar. After all, the True Yuan Imperial Cover Technique is too shocking, and when anyone sees that the weapon can't get close to the opponent's body at all, it is very likely to make people suspect that Feng Fan is a true cultivator, so Feng Fan uses this martial art.

"Golden bell jar!" the burly man blurted out, the dead man was extremely accomplished in the double blades, and he didn't even support a round in Feng Fan's hands, which made the remaining two shocked.

Just when the two of them were frightened, Feng Fan's figure had already rushed towards the short man like a ghost, and before anyone arrived, the Pu knife in Feng Fan's other hand carried a strong wind. The short man shrank his head sharply, dodging the lightning-fast stab.

Feng Fan saw that the Pu knife was missing, and flew up with a kick, hitting the short man's lower abdomen. The short man snorted, flew several feet away, slammed into a tree, and fell to the ground.

didn't care about the life or death of that person, Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and Pu Dao slashed out a knife, and slashed out. Pu Dao burst out like a divine dragon, his breath was mighty, and he roared towards the burly man.

The burly man held the iron rod with both hands to meet it, and with a crisp sound, the burly man felt a vast force transmitted from the iron rod, and the burly man's hands were shocked to a little numb, and his body was almost unstable on his feet.

"Huh!" Feng Fan was a little surprised to see that his opponent was able to block his own blow. But then Feng Fan didn't stop, and with a lift of his left hand, the dagger drew a strange arc and stabbed out at great speed. The dagger was cold and bright, and the momentum was fierce, emitting a white brilliance, firmly locking the burly man.

The burly man rolled backwards on the ground, dodging the attack of the Wind Dagger. The body jumped up rapidly, and the burly man glanced at Feng Fan in fear, turned around and ran away.

Feng Fan waved his right hand violently, and the Pu knife in his hand shot out, heading straight for the burly man like a meteor chasing the moon. The void roared and roared, and endless spiritual power gathered in, as if many ghosts and gods suddenly burst out of the netherworld, causing space to distort. Pu Dao burst out with dazzling light, and powerful power surged vertically and horizontally.

With a scream of "ah", the burly man who was penetrated by the Pu knife took a few steps forward due to inertia in extreme fear, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Feng Fan quickly came to the place where the burly man fell to the ground, pulled out the Pu knife inserted in the burly man's heart, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out, and the burly man, who was still emitting a slight **, finally died of anger after a few convulsions.

Feeling the surroundings with his divine sense, Feng Fan's complexion changed slightly, and Qian Lao'er's prescription position was extremely chaotic, and Feng Fan immediately rushed in that direction, because just now Feng Fan saw that Park Junjie was in that direction.

In the center of the Pu family's compound, six masters of the Netherworld Palace are besieging and killing the people of the Park family, and the three Haisha Gang members led by Qian Lao Er are in danger. Under the attack of the three masters of the Netherworld, the mud bodhisattva crossed the river and could not protect himself, and he had completely lost the ability to protect others. And the other three people in the Netherworld Palace are slaughtering the Pu family and the people in the rivers and lakes hired by the Park family.

Looking at the Park family members who were falling one after another, Park Junjie's face was full of fear and a hint of despair. The surrounding swords are intertwined, and under the moonlight, all kinds of weapons shimmer with various colors, coupled with noisy human voices, making this moonlit night seem extraordinary.

Feng Fan looked around the situation in the field, and immediately rushed to the man in black who was closest to Park Junjie. Seeing Feng Fan, a trace of joy swelled in Pu Junjie's heart, but seeing Qian Laoer's embarrassed appearance under the opponent's attack, he was quickly replaced by fear and despair, after all, the ten members of the Haisha Gang are headed by Qian Laoer, and the fate of this leader is so tragic, this new disciple of the Haisha Gang must not be much better.

The man in black squinted at Feng Fan, quickly turned his body, raised his left hand, and five flying knives shot towards Feng Fan as fast as lightning.

Looking at the flying knife that "slowly" flew in, Feng Fan frowned slightly, because of the faint fishy smell emanating from the flying knife, Feng Fan knew that it was highly poisonous. Feng Fan waved the sleeve of his left arm, and a stream of true yuan rushed out. The flying knife suddenly stopped a few feet away from Feng Fan's sleeve, then turned around and shot at the man in black at a faster speed.

The man in black was horrified, ready to dodge the throwing knife he had sent. It's just that the castration is fast and the momentum is faster, and the man in black only dodges the attack of three of the throwing knives, and the other two throwing knives all hit the shoulders of the man in black.

The man in black let out a **, and with an ugly face, he quickly took out a jade bottle, poured out two pills, and quickly swallowed it.