Chapter 227 Blade Duel at Cang Lin 43

Chapter 227 Blade Duel at Cang Lin 43

"Good, very good. No wonder it is the Shapeless and Formless Law. Impressive." Feng Bujue appeared from the crowd, or rather, the surrounding people moved away from him.Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

"Oh, it’s you..." When Lin Chang saw Feng Bujue, his expression shifted. "Master Feng sure is impressive. Someone with no knowledge of kung fu managed to name the skill that I use. People like you... the fewer there are in the world, the better."

"Is that so? People like me," Feng Bujue replied calmly, "are unique and have to die, huh‽"

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha!"

The two looked at each other and laughed like the crowd was not there.

"Good! In this so-called martial world, only Brother Lin Chang can be called a hero."

"Only Feng Bujue knows who I am. And in this world, I will only recognize Brother Feng as someone who lived a life of freedom."

After saying that, the two-started laughing again. Lin Chang was covered in a demonic air and was hard to approach; Brother Feng was like a madman, completely unpredictable. Their actual capability aside, in terms of presence, the two stood out from everyone else.

In the crowd, Gong Sun Li suddenly yelled, "Feng fella! Do you also wish to surrender yourself to the government like the traitor, Lin Chang?"

This man was indeed cunning. He found this chance to frame Feng Bujue, so naturally, he would not let it go.

In the snap of the moment, Feng Bujue was carried away by the white shadow to somewhere safe. Gong Sun Qian’s attacks missed, and at the same second, someone punched him on his back using hidden energy. This punch was accurate; it borrowed Gong Sun Qian’s own inertia and caused the man to collapse to the ground. Gong Sun Qian had to pull back his attacks. Then, he spun around several times in midair before finally finding his footing. Even though he looked unfazed, he had received serious internal injuries.

The white shadow’s kung fu was far above that of the leader of Thousand Dawn Spire. Just from the short interaction, Gong Sun Qian had lost half of his power.

"It’s him!"

"Why..."

"Who is he..."

In the commotion, the owner of Chang Lin Inn showed up to much awe.

Feng Bujue held his hands together and said obsequiously toward the owner, "I am mighty impressed by the leader of the palace’s kung fu."

"Humph..." The owner huffed femininely. "The thing that you’re holding is the truly impressive thing. Without any defense, that Master Lin would probably have fallen victim to it."

"That is not true." Feng Bujue smiled as he raised his gun to fire at Lin Chang. This caused Ji Tong, Fa Ming, and Zhong Lian to jumped away from the roof. Lin Chang stood there unfazed. A wall of black aura bloomed around him to swipe the bullets all away.

"Even if he is defenseless, the Shapeless Demon in his body will automatically block this kind of ambush that might harm his life," Feng Bujue explained.

This time, the crowd were shocked again. In the mind of those martial artists, there were two questions.

Is this actually a fight between gods?

Is this an illusion caused by the collision of air, or am I drunk?