Chapter 4159 One Kick

"what!"

He cried out in pain, and the whole person took a few steps back and fell to the side, looking at Xiujian on his shoulder, his face suddenly turned pale.

"call out!"

The man in the black jacket didn't stop there, but fired a second sleeve arrow again. This time, the sleeve arrow shot into the wind wolf's back arm, only to hear a wolf howl, running faster.

"call out!"

The Hidden Arrow shot out again, but the Wind Wolf avoided it. As soon as the Wind Wolf avoided it, an old man behind him immediately turned pale and froze, watching the Hidden Arrow coming towards his eyebrows.

Feng Jiu's face turned cold, and she, who was about to take action, watched Leng Shuang appearing beside the old man.

"Chong!"

The long sword blocked Hidden Arrow, and before the Hidden Arrow fell to the ground, it was slapped by the sword in Leng Shuang's hand and attacked the person who shot the Hidden Arrow.

The other party was swept forward, he didn't expect the Xiujian to come back at all, he couldn't dodge for a while, and he watched the Xiujian slam into his arm, and suddenly raised him, who was about to release the fourth Xiujian, and drew back. With a sigh of cold air, the arm was sore and put down.

"Ow!"

In front, the rushing wind wolf fell in a pool of blood, and in front of the wind wolf stood Du Fan with a folding fan in his hand.

He glanced at Feng Lang, who was twitching on the ground. He looked forward and saw Leng Shuang and Ye Feifei, as well as the master sitting in the teahouse not far away.

He walked forward, came to Leng Shuang and Ye Feifei, and said, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." The two said. Ye Feifei looked at him and said in surprise, "Brother Du, why are you here?"

"I walked around the city and thought about coming here to have a look. I didn't want to bump into an out-of-control wind wolf." He said simply and gestured: "Master is in front, let's go!"

"Well." The two responded and followed him forward.

Of course, after a few steps, they were stopped by the monks in black clothes.

"What?" Du Fan asked, his eyes falling on several people.

"You hurt me!" The monk with the injured arm didn't look at Du Fan, but stared at Leng Shuang with gloomy eyes.

"Which eye did you see?" Ye Feifei snorted, looked at the man and said, "I only saw that you were hurting people with a sleeve arrow."

"Looking for death!" The man shouted in a dark voice, raised his hand and slapped Ye Feifei's face.

When Du Fan saw this, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He protected Ye Feifei behind him with one hand, kicked the person with one foot, and kicked the person out more than ten meters away.

"Crack clap clap..."

The man was kicked back, but he did not fly off the ground, but rubbed his body on the ground. Because of the force of the kick, the ground rubbed against the ground. After a few meters, there was a bloodstain on the ground.

"Hey!"

The man screamed, only to feel a burning hot spot behind his back, the pain was unbearable.

Several monks in black suits were startled, and two of them quickly went to help him up from a dozen meters away. Seeing that, the clothes on the back had been rubbed and torn, revealing a blood-stained back, which was shocking.

"puff!"

The man was lifted up, and he couldn't even stand. A mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed on the ground. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't hold back and fainted.

Ye Feifei watched with wide eyes, and said with excitement and joy: "Brother Du, you are amazing! One kick made him faint."