"Stay in the car, don't get out."

Ye Feng asked Feng Jianwu, and hurriedly got out of the car to check.

The man was very tall, and he looked like a man at first glance. At this moment, he was lying motionless on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Friend, are you okay?"

Ye Feng tried to ask a question in Island Mandarin, but did not get any answer.

He had no choice but to walk over and turn the man over.

Under the illumination of the headlights, his face could barely be seen, it was a dark face, and it was abnormally dark.

Ye Feng could tell at a glance that the man had been poisoned.

"Huh?" He stared at the man's face for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

After looking closely for a moment, I immediately remembered.

Isn't this the man who sold him the Zhanlu Sword back then?

At the beginning, this person stuck the Zhanlu sword in the middle of the street, and whoever could pull out the sword would sell it to him.

In the end, Ye Feng successfully pulled out the arrow, and paid 200 million to buy the Zhanlu Sword.

After the farewell that day, he hadn't seen this person again, and he didn't expect to meet him in the island country today.

The two fought against each other that day, and this person can be said to be the strongest master he has ever seen in reality, and his strength is not weaker than him.

I don't know what he went through, but he was brutally murdered.

Just judging from the poison in him, one can see the poison that seals the throat with blood.

It is already a miracle that this man can persist until the toxin spreads all over his body before falling down.

Without any further hesitation, he hurriedly took out the Taixuan Divine Needle from his body.

He seldom uses Taixuan Shenzhen, because common diseases can be solved with silver needles.

But this middle-aged man's poisoning was too deep, it was too late to use ordinary silver needles, so he could only try with Taixuan needles.

Just as he had just pierced the middle-aged man's Shenshu, Tianchi, and Renzhong acupoints with golden needles, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

Ye Feng looked back, and at some point behind him there were five more people in black robes.

These five people are like ghosts and ghosts, appearing there without anyone noticing, exuding a strange aura.

"I hit him with a car just now, and wanted to see if he could be saved."

Seeing the appearance of these people, Ye Feng probably already guessed it. It is estimated that this middle-aged man was plotted by these people.

"It's none of your business here, leave immediately." One of the black-robed men said coldly.

This person's voice is very hoarse, like a duck being strangled by the neck, making it very uncomfortable to hear.

"How can I do that? Of course I will be held accountable for bumping into someone. Leaving now counts as escape." Ye Feng put on an appearance of a law-abiding citizen.

The man with the male duck voice became a little impatient, "If I tell you to get out, just get out, if you talk nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue."

Ye Feng suddenly became unhappy, "How do you talk? If you tell me to leave, I will leave? This road belongs to your house?"

"Hehehe, since you don't want to leave, then die with him."

The man with a male duck voice walked towards this side while talking.

When passing by Ye Feng's side, he didn't stop, but suddenly there was a Taidao in his hand, and a cold light flashed in the air.

This cold light flashed away, and the knife was sheathed in an instant.

The man with the male duck voice did not look at his own results, but walked directly towards the poisoned man.

Because he is very confident in his sword skills, for a strong man of his level, killing an ordinary person is like killing a chicken, there is no reason to miss.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, "What was that just now? It scared me."

"Um?"

The man with a male duck voice paused in his footsteps, and immediately turned his head to look, only to see the unrepentant guy standing three steps behind him.

Nani?

According to common sense, the knife he just cut through the opponent's throat, the opponent should have turned into a corpse.

But now this guy is still standing there alive and kicking.

This made the man with a male duck voice a little suspicious of life, how could this be? Could it be that he had fought a battle just now, so that the angle of the knife was deviated?

Well, that must be the case.

Otherwise, how could an ordinary person avoid his killing blow?

"You're lucky, kid. Since you escaped with your life by chance, then get out of here."

The man with a male duck voice glanced at Ye Feng coldly, without a trace of human warmth in his eyes.

"I don't like to listen to you talking like that. What do you mean by getting away with your life by chance? Is it because your old eyes are dim?" Ye Feng turned on the mocking mode mercilessly.

The man with a male duck voice's eyes became colder and colder, "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, death is not a pity!"

Said, walked towards him slowly again.

"Scrub..."

A cold light suddenly appeared in his hand, and then disappeared in an instant.

The man with a male duck voice didn't look at him again, and was about to turn around and walk away.

He doesn't need to confirm the results of the battle. According to his past experience, the knife he just cut has already slit the opponent's throat, and the next step will be bloodshed...

But before he could move his legs, the disgusting voice sounded again, "It's time for you to sharpen your knife, cut off your neck, and it didn't cut off twice."

The man with a male duck voice suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Feng with suspicion.

With that knife just now, even a powerful warrior would find it difficult to dodge, let alone an ordinary person?

Now any fool can see that the young man in front of him is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

M's, I actually missed it.

This time, even the four people in the back could tell that this young man was weird.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."

The four people occupied four directions respectively, surrounding Ye Feng in the center.

"Who the **** are you? What is your relationship with this person?" The man with a duck voice stared at Ye Feng like a poisonous snake.

"Didn't I tell you just now? It's the relationship between bumping and being bumped, didn't you hear? The voice is not working well, and the ears are not working well?" Ye Feng looked at him speechlessly.

"Since you don't tell the truth, go to death."

A man with a male duck voice is straightforward in his actions, and if he disagrees with him, he will die.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the sword in his hand again, and a murderous cold light pointed at Ye Feng.

That male duck throat can be regarded as decisive, and he drew his sword to kill if he disagreed.

Moreover, his movement was very strange, he rushed to Ye Feng's body almost in the blink of an eye, and slashed out with the Taidao in his hand, straight for Ye Feng's neck.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up the moment he started.

Ninja, see you ninja again!

Judging by the posture and moves of the male duck voice in front of him, the opponent's strength should be inferior to that of Kazama Dance, but it is not too far behind.

And his moves are more tricky and ruthless than Kazama Wu's, so it shouldn't be a genre.

If it was normal, he would be very interested in paying these people for fun.

But now the middle-aged man was poisoned, and his life was at stake.

If the delay is too long, I am afraid that even if Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth, it will not help.

Knowing the priorities, he didn't hold back any more.

At this time, the dagger in the male duck's throat was less than ten centimeters away from his throat.