Chapter 223

In front of an ancient courtyard in Yanjing City, a military jeep stopped steadily at the door.

The door opened and Shen Feng, holding a hundred war knife, came down from the car.

Shen Feng went to the gate of the courtyard and looked at the mottled walls and the ancient wooden doors painted with vermilion paint. Suddenly, he thought of the Xue family's old house and uncle Fu.

"Are experts willing to stay in such a place?" Shen Feng smiled, then walked forward, opened the door and went in.

After entering the door, you can see a strong jujube tree. The house, corridor and wall form a heaven and earth, enclosing everything in a narrow living space.

At this time, the door of a room directly opposite the door opened and a middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit came out. This man was Kang Shengguo.

"Team leader, it's strange that I have to see you. I arrived so early." Shen Feng smiled at Kang Shengguo.

Kang Shengguo smiled and said, "come in, old Yin has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Feng nodded and went straight into the room.

Kang Shengguo didn't follow in. After closing the door of the room, he waited patiently in the courtyard.

After entering the room, Shen Feng smelled a faint aloe. Everything here is very simple. The seats, furnishings and screens are full of strong Chinese ancient charm.

After Shen Feng entered the door, he didn't go in rashly, but respectfully said, "Shen Feng pays a visit to old Yin."

"Young man, very polite." An old voice came into Shen Feng's ears.

Then, a kind-hearted old man of about 60 years old, wearing a gray robe and gray hair, came out of the inner room.

When Shen Feng first saw this old Yin, he felt unfathomable, similar to the old man in black who met in the seaside woods and the monk who gave himself a golden stone.

He knew that once the cultivation of internal Qi reached this level, he could not compete with himself now.

The old man smiled at Shen Feng, and then turned his eyes to the Baizhan knife and the heavenly demon ring in Shen Feng's right hand.

When the old man looked at the Lord of heaven, his eyebrows tightened and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Drink!" The old man gave a low cry, and the powerful internal Qi burst out of his body and condensed the light visible to the naked eye in the palm.

Then, his body flashed, and the inner Qi in the palm of his hand hit Shen Feng's chest.

Shen Feng was surprised. Unexpectedly, old Yin shot at himself as soon as he came up.

Although he was quite different from his strength, Shen Feng did not retreat. He clenched his fist with one hand, and a powerful burning force burst out of his body.

His fist was like red steel, burning a hot flame.

"Dahonglian!" Shen Feng roared wildly and greeted him with a fist.

"Boom!" With a sound of, their moves hit each other, and there was a loud explosion.

However, Shen Feng felt numb in his arms. He couldn't break through Yin Lao's internal Qi, and his body involuntarily retreated back seven or eight meters,

"Hoo!"

Shen Feng's fiery flame turned into a huge lotus. The lotus threw out a huge tongue of fire and rushed in the direction of Yin Lao.

Old Yin looked at the blazing flame and smiled in his eyes.

With a gentle wave of the other hand, the flame that rushed at him dissipated in the air.

"Show your true skills, or you can't beat me." Old Yin smiled. His body shape and speed did not decrease at all. The palm contained surging internal Qi and continued to hit Shen Feng.

Shen Feng's eyes sank, his left hand suddenly grasped the scabbard of Baizhan Dao, and his right hand pressed on the handle.

"Fierce blade, draw a knife and cut!" Shen Feng whispered.

This move was taken by surprise when Shen Feng drew his sword against Beichen family officials and warriors.

So he imitated the cat and painted the tiger, slowly understood it and learned it by himself.

"Miso!" With a sound, the Baizhan knife in Shen Feng's hand suddenly came out of its scabbard, and the red blade with its sharp edge fiercely chopped at Yin Lao.

"Good knife." Old Yin's eyes showed a smile. He thought Shen Feng would use the spirit of black evil, but he didn't expect Shen Feng to have such a fierce killing move.

Yin Lao looked at the sharp edge and did not panic. He attacked Shen Feng's palm in a claw shape and grabbed the blade of Baizhan Dao in his hand like lightning.

Because there is strong internal Qi in the palm of Yin Lao's hand as protection, the burning power and edge of Baizhan Dao did not hurt him at all.

"What!" Shen Feng didn't expect that old Yin took Baizhan Dao lightly.

"Drink!" Shen Feng gave a low cry, and the muscle of his right hand was cold. He pulled back and was ready to pull the Baizhan knife out of Yin Lao's hand.

But no matter how hard you try, Baizhan Dao seems to grow in old Yin's hand. It's hard to move at all.

"There is strength and the sharpness of the blade, but there is a lack of understanding of the knife." Old Yin said softly.

With that, old Yin flashed out his other hand. His other hand was a sword with both fingers, and suddenly poked on the body of Baizhan Dao.

"Qiang!" With a sound of, this finger made a crisp sound of steel.

Under the action of this finger, the whole blade began to tremble constantly. Shen Feng held Baizhan Dao's right hand. Under this trembling, he couldn't grasp the handle of Baizhan Dao.

Weapons are soldiers' lives!

A soldier without weapons is like a beast without tusks. Even if he is fierce, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced and he can't even give a fatal blow to the other party.

Shen Feng naturally knows this truth.

He clenched his teeth, gave full play to his internal strength, and roared, "stop!"

The muscles of the right hand soared, and every cell in the body was exerting force.

In this way, the trembling blade of Baizhan Dao immediately stopped shaking.

There was a trace of shock in old Yin's eyes. In his eyes, Shen Feng must get rid of the Baizhan Dao. Even if he didn't get rid of it, he had to use the evil force to suppress it.

But never thought that Shen Feng had suppressed the shaking with his strength.

"It seems that I still underestimate you." Old Yin looked at Shen Feng and began to show a serious look.

He burst out powerful internal Qi again. Under the action of this internal Qi, his clothes were calm and automatic, and the Qi in the hand holding the blade was chilly.

Shen Feng immediately felt a great force coming. Under this great force, he had no resistance at all, and the hundred war knife came out.

Look at old Yin's wrist turning over, and he holds the handle of Baizhan Dao in his hand.