"The Iron Eagle Claw!"
With a fierce shout, the sharp fingertips pierced through the air, and a low whistling sound of breaking through the air rang out. Zheng Yuan's five fingers fiercely grabbed towards Ke Bei's shoulder.
This grab was menacing. If it hit Ke Bei, I'm afraid Ke Bei's entire arm would be instantly crippled. This old guy went all out as soon as he made a move, showing no mercy at all.
Ke Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly exhaled a breath. His fist suddenly clenched tightly, and the terrifying power contained in his muscles burst out abruptly.
"Bang!"
A dull sound suddenly rang out, and the air seemed to vibrate slightly. An invisible force of rebound spread along Ke Bei's fist to his body.
Suddenly, Ke Bei's face turned a little paler, and his body staggered, involuntarily taking a few steps backward.
This old guy has such great strength!
In a simple head-on confrontation without any frills, Ke Bei suffered a hidden loss. With his current strength, it was still a bit weak to confront a Three Pole Realm expert head-on.
"Just accept your death obediently. Hahaha, how dare you confront a Three Pole Realm expert head-on? You're really courting death,"
Seeing that Ke Bei was repelled by Zheng Yuan, Gu Feng's expression became more relaxed, and he sneered at Ke Bei.
"Noisy!"
Ke Bei's expression was solemn. He stared straight at Zheng Yuan's thin body. Hearing Gu Feng's mocking words, without looking back, he casually threw out a throwing knife that whistled through the air.
"Whoosh!"
The throwing knife was as fast as lightning and shot out instantly. It pierced through Gu Feng's throat at once. Before he could realize what had happened, he fell to the ground. His wide-open eyes were full of unwillingness.
"It's your turn."
After throwing out a throwing knife, Ke Bei's movements didn't pause at all. Another throwing knife appeared in his palm, and he stared coldly at Zheng Yuan and said.
Ke Bei knew that with his current strength, it was a sure loss to fight head-on with the thin old man in front of him. If he had his saber in hand, with the saber's invulnerable characteristic, perhaps he could have a fight with the old man. But the problem was that he didn't bring the saber out at all this time. He only had a few throwing knives at his waist.
It's stupid to fight head-on when you know you can't win. Obviously, Ke Bei is not a fool. His goal was very simple, which was to keep the old man and Gu Feng in Wanpeng Grotto forever. Otherwise, once the news leaked out, he really would have nowhere to hide.
"Throwing knives? Hmph, it's really interesting. Was the young master also killed by your throwing knives?"
Zheng Yuan's thin body suddenly straightened up a bit. A fierce cold light flashed in his eyes, and a pair of boxing gloves glowing with a faint light were slowly put on his hands.
"I admit that your throwing knives are very fast, but you made a mistake that you shouldn't have made."
Zheng Yuan looked at the throwing knife in Ke Bei's palm and shook his head calmly.
"If I wasn't prepared, even I might die under your knife. However, now, an exposed trump card can no longer be considered a trump card."
"To be honest, I don't think you can avoid it. Why don't you give it a try?"
A curve appeared at the corner of Ke Bei's mouth, and he smiled strangely.
"You won't have the chance to try."
Although Zheng Yuan said he didn't care on the surface, in fact, he was very wary of Ke Bei's throwing knives in his heart.
Before Ke Bei threw the throwing knife, Zheng Yuan let out a cold shout. He took strange steps with his feet, and his body turned into a blurred shadow, quickly circling around Ke Bei.
Zheng Yuan didn't dare to stop for a moment. He wasn't sure if he could avoid Ke Bei's throwing knife. But that didn't mean he had no way out. If he kept his body moving at a high speed without stopping for a moment, it would also be very difficult for Ke Bei to hit him.
It's much, much harder to hit a moving object than a stationary one.
"Die!"
Zheng Yuan kept circling around Ke Bei, trying his best to find a flaw in Ke Bei's body. Suddenly, a flash of精光 shot out from Zheng Yuan's eyes, and his fist with the black boxing glove slammed hard towards Ke Bei's chest.
"Finally, it's here."
Facing Zheng Yuan's fist, instead of showing any fear, a sneer overflowed from the corner of Ke Bei's mouth. Zheng Yuan's strength was very strong, and he was the strongest person Ke Bei had ever encountered so far. Ke Bei didn't have the absolute certainty to kill him with one strike.
So he didn't dare to throw out the throwing knife in his palm. Instead, he let Zheng Yuan circle around him, and then pretended to accidentally reveal a flaw to attract Zheng Yuan to rush in front of him.
Zheng Yuan really fell for it.
Ke Bei didn't care at all about Zheng Yuan's fist that was about to hit his chest. His eyes were solemn, and a throwing knife suddenly shot out from his palm at an extremely fast speed. There was only a flash of cold light, and the next moment, this throwing knife passed through Zheng Yuan's forehead.
"Bang!"
Just as Ke Bei's throwing knife penetrated Zheng Yuan's forehead, Zheng Yuan's fist also slammed hard into his chest. With a series of fine cracking sounds of bones, Ke Bei's body was sent flying backwards.
"Cough~~ Cough, puke!"
Ke Bei coughed violently a few times, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. Holding his chest, he slowly stood up. Looking at the bodies of Gu Feng and Zheng Yuan, a smile appeared on Ke Bei's face.
Although he had at least four ribs broken by Zheng Yuan's punch, Ke Bei felt very relieved in his heart.
Gu Feng was dead, and Zheng Yuan was also dead. No one in this world would know that he was the one who killed the young man in white.
"Hoo~"
He let out a heavy breath filled with a strong smell of blood. Gritting his teeth, Ke Bei endured the excruciating pain coming from his chest and slowly bent down to carry the bodies of Gu Feng and Zheng Yuan.
After personally dealing with their bodies, Ke Bei dragged his heavy steps back to his small house.
Ke Bei was seriously injured, but he felt very relaxed in his heart. The matter of killing the young man in white could be put aside for now. It should be unlikely that anyone would discover the truth in a short time.
When cutting the grass, one must remove the roots, otherwise, it will really be a never-ending trouble.
This time, Ke Bei was lucky. He actually met Gu Feng in Wanpeng Grotto. After killing him, the root left behind that day could be considered removed.
"Damn it, it hurts like hell!"
Lying on the bed, Ke Bei tore his upper clothes apart. Looking at the indentation of the fist on his chest, he cursed with a grimace.
Gritting his teeth hard, he stroked his broken ribs, carefully adjusted the position of the bones, and then used splints to fix his body. The whole process lasted for a full two hours.
After finishing all this, Ke Bei was completely exhausted. Cold sweat soaked through the bed sheet, and blood-stained cloth strips were scattered all over the floor.
"Damn it. It's really inconvenient when Sister Qianqian isn't here. Alas, I can only go hungry today."
Lying on the not-so-soft big bed, Ke Bei looked at the ceiling and let out a helpless sigh.
"It's actually quite comfortable to have someone take care of you."
Thinking of the days when Li Qianqian was around and he didn't have to do anything himself, Ke Bei suddenly had some feelings in his heart.
"Alas, there are still about two months until the Great Purge. Should I also pay the contribution value for Li Qianqian?"
Ke Bei frowned. One thousand red crystal coins was not a small amount.
Now Ke Bei was seriously injured. It was said that it took a hundred days to recover from an injury to the muscles and bones. Although with Ke Bei's current physique, he didn't need a hundred days, it was estimated that he couldn't do any strenuous movements within a month.
After calculating the red crystal coins on him, Ke Bei's frown became even deeper.