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In a dark alleyway.

Dozens of women with swords blocked all the exits at both ends of the alleyway and stood with swords in hand.

A middle-aged man in a black robe stood in the middle of the alleyway, with his head down, motionless, with an unwilling and angry murderous look all over his body.

He wanted to rush out, but it seemed that it was too late, because he had already heard light and slow footsteps coming from behind him.

One sound, two sounds, it seemed that they couldn't go any slower, like a death knell, hitting everyone's hearts once and for all.

In the darkness, a young man also wearing a black robe slowly walked into the alleyway, slowly approaching the middle-aged man.

Feng Wuhen!

Looking at the long-lost figure in the middle of the alleyway, Feng Wuhen felt a little excitement in his heart.

Bloodthirsty excitement.

Finally, as the footsteps stopped, Feng Wuhen came to a place less than ten steps behind the middle-aged man and stood still, looking at the middle-aged man completely covered under the black robe, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Insidious and cunning people, even in such a dark night, dare not show their true colors to others, which is really sad.

"Are you guilty?"

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man, Feng Wuhen asked faintly.

Those four short words seemed to have explained everything, and also expressed his intention for coming.

He came to kill.

Not to vent anger, just to make the person in front of him apologize.

Some people are doomed.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around slowly, raised his head slowly, and looked at Feng Wuhen.

A fairly fair face, two neatly trimmed beards, and a helpless and disdainful sneer.

Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Cheng Kun!

finally...

Chapter 183

Dadu.

in the lane.

"What's the crime?"

Cheng Kun looked at Feng Wuhen, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and asked in a deep voice.

"First, you shouldn't provoke the six major sects to fight against Mingjiao, you only have your own personal enmity; second, you should not use Ding Minjun to provoke the five major sects to fight against Wudang; third, you should not encourage Antu Timur to send troops to Wudang intends to destroy Wudang and then kill me."

"Three crimes and punishment, you are already a capital crime."

Feng Wuhen looked at Cheng Kun and said lightly.

It had been a long time since he had the patience to talk so much nonsense with a dying person.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Cheng Kun's face changed obviously, and he looked Feng Wuhen up and down again, his eyes full of doubts.

He didn't expect that Feng Wuhen knew so well what he had done in the past.

"Sword Emperor Feng Wuhen, you really deserve your reputation, you are worthy of being the owner of the Tianyahai Pavilion! Sure enough, you can't hide anything from you!"

Cheng Kun looked at Feng Wuhen and said with a hint of emotion.

"It's useless to flatter the horse, you still have to die."

Feng Wuhen shook his head and said lightly.

"not necessarily."

Cheng Kun shook his head, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that he might leave alive today, but he was never one to sit still.

Hearing Cheng Kun's somewhat confident answer, Feng Wuhen couldn't help laughing, the smile was full of contempt.

Immediately afterwards, the smile disappeared suddenly, and he walked towards Cheng Kun, walking faster and faster.

Suddenly, with a flash of a figure, Feng Wuhen turned into a black bolt of lightning, rushing in front of Cheng Kun like lightning!

Cheng Kun's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he had time to think, he hurriedly swung his palm towards Feng Wuhen's heart!

With this palm, he used all his life's skills!

Success or failure is here!

Not seeking victory, just seeking a chance to escape!

In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuhen suddenly stretched out a finger, and tapped on Cheng Kun's palm with lightning speed!

A muffled hum came instantly!

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Kun flew backwards and fell heavily on the ground, his whole body twisted instantly, trembling all over!

"Phantom... phantom Yin finger?!"

Cheng Kun struggled to look at Feng Wuhen, and said tremblingly, his eyes were full of horror, and beads of sweat kept rolling from his forehead.

Huanyin finger is his famous stunt, but he didn't expect Feng Wuhen to have learned it, and use it so proficiently!

"too weak."

Feng Wuhen shook his head, and said lightly, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Cheng Kun felt worse than death.

He also finally knew that Feng Wuhen was far more terrifying and unfathomable than the rumors said.

"If possible, I can join Tianya Haige and do my best for you."

Cheng Kun looked at Feng Wuhen and said pleadingly.

He had never felt that death was so close to him, and he was afraid.

"You are not qualified."

Feng Wuhen shook his head, and walked slowly towards Cheng Kun.

Seeing Feng Wuhen walking step by step, the frightened look on Cheng Kun's face became more and more obvious. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't exert any strength from his whole body, not even the strength to straighten his waist.

"Don't...please..."

"I'm guilty! I'm guilty! Don't kill me! I was wrong! You can tell me to do anything, just spare my life!"

Cheng Kun panicked, and finally began to beg for mercy.

"You gave Ding Minjun the order to punish evil?"

Feng Wuhen stared at Cheng Kun and asked faintly.

"...Yes..."

Cheng Kun replied hesitantly.

"Where did you get it? You didn't make it, did you?"

Feng Wuhen didn't stop, and continued to ask.

"No, no, no! I didn't make it. Someone found me and gave it to me. I was asked to design the five sects to attack Wudang, and then let Antu Timur send troops to suppress it. I was forced. If If I don't agree, he will kill me! I am not his opponent!"

Cheng Kun hurriedly waved his hands and said pleadingly.

"Who is he?!"

Feng Wuhen frowned and asked coldly.

"I really don't know. He covered his face and couldn't see his face. He disappeared after handing over the evil order to me. I have looked for him, but there is no trace at all!"

Cheng Kun replied loudly, with an affirmative expression.

"Since you know your crime, you need to obey the law!"

After hearing Cheng Kun's answer, a trace of suspicion flashed in Feng Wuhen's eyes, and then he gave a cold shout, and suddenly exerted force on his feet, and rushed out like lightning!

The silver light is fleeting!

The two passed by each other!

Immediately afterwards, he saw Feng Wuhen walking slowly towards the other end of the alley without stopping or looking back.

Looking at Cheng Kun again, his eyes had already widened, and he fell down straight. A crack slowly appeared on his throat, which gradually expanded, and blood shot out instantly.

Cheng Kun is dead.

Until the end, he didn't see how Feng Wuhen's sword came out, it was too fast!

The cold wind blew past, and there was no one else to be seen in the alley except Cheng Kun's body.

The entire metropolis also gradually quieted down, and the shouts of killing were far away, leaving only the flames that were still rising, and countless ghosts floating in the night.

Who is the person who handed over the evil order to Cheng Kun? !

This became the biggest question in Feng Wuhen's mind.

...

Dadu.

house.

"Girl, Wuhen hasn't come back so far, nothing will happen, right? Why don't you go and have a look."

Song Yuanqiao looked at Lan Jian and said hesitantly.

"No, the pavilion master will be fine."

Lan Jian shook his head and said firmly.

"But he has been gone for so long, I am a little worried, otherwise, I will take them back to Wudang first, you go to support, after the matter in the capital city is over, you and your pavilion master will go to Wudang again, master Still waiting for me to report back, I can't delay too long."

Song Yuanqiao said earnestly.

But Lan Jian had already closed his mouth, not intending to speak, this was not the first time Song Yuanqiao wanted to leave with Song Qingshu.

"Father, I can't stay here, if Feng Wuhen comes back, he will kill me!"

Song Qingshu looked at Song Yuanqiao and begged with a bitter face.

Song Yuanqiao's face was solemn, how could he not know, if it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have to rack his brains to leave first.

"Father, take me and Zhiruo and leave now, don't worry, you are Feng Wuhen's master, these people will not make things difficult for you!"

Song Qingshu shouted anxiously.

Song Yuanqiao's face was solemn, and he felt that what his son said seemed reasonable. He glanced at Zhang Cuishan, gave a slight signal, and made a gesture to take Song Qingshu away, but he didn't mean to take Zhou Zhiruo away.

"Father, and Zhiruo! Take her!"

Seeing that his father ignored Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu hurriedly shouted.

Song Yuanqiao suppressed the impatience in his heart, and dragged Song Qingshu towards the door, but Song Qingshu began to resist, struggling not to leave.

Lan Jian stood at the door expressionlessly, with no intention of backing down.

She won't do anything, but if Song Yuanqiao wants to leave, he must kill her!

"He can't go."

At this moment, a cold voice came.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen was seen slowly walking into the courtyard and walking towards the door of the wing room.

Lan Xinyu and dozens of sword-wielding women followed behind.

Seeing Feng Wuhen appear, Song Yuanqiao froze in place, his expression was stiff, and he secretly said badly.

Song Qingshu, who was struggling and didn't want to leave, immediately turned pale when he saw it.

It's too late.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's voice, Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes and meditated, suddenly opened her eyes, and looked towards the door of the wing room.

It's been a long time since we last said goodbye.

But looking at Feng Wuhen at this time, Zhou Zhiruo had mixed feelings in her heart, and she didn't know whether to be grateful or hate.