Chapter 274 The Beginning of a Martial Arts Legend

"Boss, do we really want to surrender to Viscount Mod?"

In a townhouse, several figures were sitting or standing.

A scarred man in a sweater was wiping a sharp blade, and a thin man in a leather jacket and a velvet hat was moving the curtains by the window, looking at the garden outside with vigilance.

"It is said that Viscount Mod is ruthless and moody."

"If the list is really handed over, what if he breaks his promise afterwards?"

A worried voice, the thin man in a black suit said nervously, and a cup of brown coffee was placed on the mahogany table in front of him.

The bitter smell floated, and the man sitting opposite the wooden table took a sip of coffee.

"Besides him, do you think we have any choice?"

He asked calmly, with a slicked-back hairstyle, and looked close to forty years old.

The black jacket made him look more cold, and the thin man who wanted to persuade him opened his mouth, but it was difficult to persuade him again.

"I know."

He sighed and nodded, knowing that time had passed.

With the death of Duke Charles, some former enemies no longer feared them.

And the weirdo who seemed to be a sixth-level saint, only the Hurricane Lord could contend with him.

"Have you arranged the three mermaids?"

Bernard asked calmly while holding a cup of coffee, and his men nodded quickly.

"All according to your instructions."

"Well, that's it."

Nodding and putting down the coffee, Bernard felt that everything was under control.

With the help of Viscount Mod, he was sure to change his identity on Hurricane Island and continue to live a decent life.

At that time, all the sins of the past would no longer be with him

"Boss, that man is here again."

Suddenly, the thin man with a velvet hat standing by the window said seriously, Bernard's expression condensed, and he stood up and walked to the window.

A corner of the curtain was lifted, and the gray-black road and the passing carriages came into view.

Under the black street lamp pole, a tall and burly figure wearing cloth and jacket appeared.

His hair was dark brown, and judging from the outline of the stubble, he should have been a beard.

Bernard frowned slightly. This man had appeared two or three times in a row recently. It was a bit too coincidental.

And that face, he always felt like he had seen it somewhere.

"Boss, could it be our former enemy?"

The scarred subordinate asked, stopping wiping, holding the sharp blade tightly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

The thin man with a velvet hat on the side also had a cold look in his eyes, gently touching the curved knife on his waist, and made a suggestion.

"After these few contacts, I feel that he should be a storm sequencer."

"Boss, do you want to take him down?"

Continuously asking, all eyes were on Bernard.

Frowning, Bernard suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he heard the word storm.

"Storm sequence."

"Could it be."

Suddenly remembered a bearded face, who was supposed to die under the execution platform in Benly Harbor, but was finally saved by the vicious weirdo.

The two faces overlapped, and then thought of the other party appearing nearby several times.

Bernard instantly thought of all the key points, and his face changed drastically.

"Not good!"

"Quick!"

Bang! !

The door of the house burst open, and wood chips flew everywhere.

The word "leave" was choked in his mouth. Bernard stared with wide eyes, looking at the golden armored figure who appeared at the door in doubt.

The crisis in his heart was stronger than ever before, as if his heart was being pinched.

He hurriedly mobilized his spirituality and wanted to struggle and resist.

But.

Buzz! !

An invisible force enveloped the house, the wooden table cracked, and the window shook to reveal crackling cracks.

The scarred man, the velvet hat man, and the suit man, one by one, trembled and knelt on the ground suddenly, almost breaking the wooden floor.

The spirituality in the body seemed to be suppressed by the mountains, and the blood vessels expanded as if they were about to explode.

Bernard's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, his face flushed, and he staggered, and then knelt on the ground.

Dong! !

The muffled sound echoed, and the noisy tenants downstairs suddenly quieted down and hurriedly dressed.

The sound of footsteps was heard slowly, and the figure in golden armor came closer and closer.

"Where are the mermaids?"

He asked in a low voice, indifferent.

Bernard stared with his eyes wide open, and fear continued to spread in his heart.

The panel prompts appeared quickly, but unfortunately the nutrients were weak and could not provide much growth.

Click!

Suddenly, the footsteps approached again.

The floor in the house creaked and broke, and sawdust and dust bounced up.

Bernard knelt on the ground, with blood vessels bulging on his face and veins exposed. He instantly understood the purpose of the person in front of him.

He came for the mermaids.

Because of this, he should not reveal his location immediately and lose his trump card and bet.

"Let go, let me go."

"Otherwise. No, no one knows where they are."

He struggled to say, suppressing the strong fear in his heart.

The four eyes looked at each other, and there was a pair of indifferent eyes under the golden helmet.

There was a flash of light in them, as if hesitating.

Bernard felt that he had made the right bet and was happy.

But.

Boom!!!

The body exploded, blood splattered, and the clothes of the three men around him were stained red.

The bright red color slowly fell on their cheeks, and the trembling fear turned into a reminder that appeared in front of them continuously.

"I hate being threatened."

The three men trembled together when they heard the low voice again.

The scarred face struggled, and the man in the velvet hat was about to open his mouth.

However, someone was faster than them.

"I, I know!!"

The man in the suit struggled to speak, and the other two people's faces changed slightly.

Then, the sound of bangs rang out continuously.

The strong pressure caused blood vessels to burst, and two figures died on the spot with blood flowing from all seven orifices.

Chen Feng tilted his head to look at the man in the suit, his eyes lingering on his shocked and frightened face.

"Lead the way."

One hour later.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The hurried footsteps appeared in the manor of Hurricane Island, and some movement could be heard faintly in the room.

"Uncle, what good thing are you going to give me?"

"Hehe, little Vito, have you seen a mermaid?"

"Ah? Mermaid!"

The surprised cheers rang out, and the red-haired little boy in the room remembered the mermaid he had seen in a nobleman's house a few years ago.

His eyes were full of joy and the desire to possess, and he nodded quickly.

"Don't worry, uncle promises you that I will give you one after the banquet is over."

The man in the conversation had long dark brown hair, tied into four or five braids.

The face was in his thirties, with yellowish skin and a somewhat barbaric and ferocious look, but at this moment he was smiling peacefully.

Dong-dong

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

His expression paused, and then he waved his hand to signal the servant to take the boy named Victor away.

"Lord Mod! Something happened!"

The knocker came in hurriedly, his face horrified.

"What's the matter?"

"Bernard and the others, all, all dead!"

The man with the ponytail sank when he heard this.

"Where's the list?"

"No, all gone!"

Crash!

The sea rolled, and the fleet sailed.

The canvas of the brig was raised outside the port, and a flag with a flame pattern fluttered in the wind.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

"Please rest assured, we will send you back to Fishman Bay."

In the cabin, the three mermaids looked nervous and fearful, and full of vigilance.

There were several purple marks on their fair skin, and the fish scales on their lower body were also a little damaged, obviously they had suffered a lot of torture before.

Trin looked sympathetic, and soon continued to persuade them patiently.

Lei Long saw this scene without saying anything, then went up to the deck and saw the back of the young man standing at the bow.

"My lord, Terlin is comforting them."

"It seems that these mermaids are not living well in Bernard's hands."

He said in a low voice, and Chen Feng nodded slightly.

The slightly salty sea breeze blew in his face, and the black windbreaker fluttered.

Everything went smoothly. After killing Bernard, he learned from his men that the mermaids were hiding in a secret room near the coast.

Several of Viscount Mod's men were guarding there, and they were allowed to accompany Bernard. Chen Feng successfully took away three mermaids.

In addition, he also found that he might have obtained something not simple.

Looking down, there were more than a dozen names recorded on a parchment scroll.

After asking Lei Long, he learned that these were all great nobles of the Iron Kingdom.

His face was inexplicably cold, and Chen Feng retracted his gaze and put the parchment in his pocket.

These are all sources of his nutrients, and there may be other uses in the future.

Soon, facing the sea breeze.

The two-masted sailboat was about to leave the port, and Chen Feng saw the large fleet docked nearby again.

The red scepter flag fluttered in the wind, and he asked.

"Is that the Red Dragon Family?"

"Yes!"

Looking at the fleet flag, Lei Long nodded heavily and said, "That is a big family in the Southern Holy Star Empire. It is rumored that they have dragon blood. Someone in their ancestors once ruled a powerful red dragon."

"There is even a legend that the red dragon has a long life and still exists in the world, protecting this family."

Lei Long told the story, and Chen Feng learned that the Holy Star Empire is a stronger force than the Iron Kingdom. It is the absolute ruler of the Southern Continent.

In comparison, the Iron Kingdom can only occupy one side of the northern fertile continent, which is obviously much weaker.

"What is the relationship between the Red Dragon Family and the Hurricane Lord?"

Chen Feng asked, thinking of the carriage team he had seen before.

"Marriage."

The large fleet of red scepters passed by, Lei Long retracted his gaze, shook his head and said: "Lord Hurricane was once just a pioneer knight, and later gradually discovered Hurricane Island and became the lord of the place."

"At that time, the Iron Kingdom and the Tulip Kingdom broke out in war. He took advantage of the special location of Hurricane Island to develop rapidly. Later, it was rumored that he completed a certain ritual and might become a saint."

"After the war stopped, the two kingdoms tried to win him over, and the Holy Star Empire also extended an olive branch."

"So, his daughter married someone from the Red Dragon Family?" Chen Feng asked back.

"Yes, Miss Soya was only eighteen years old at the time, and then she married Earl Edley of the Red Dragon Family."

"Lord Hurricane is about to hold a birthday party recently. I think she should come back to celebrate her birthday."

Lei Long told Chen Feng everything he knew, and Chen Feng was thoughtful.

The fleet left the port, and he didn't ask any more questions. He quietly felt the ups and downs of the waves and stood facing each other.

The distance between Hurricane Island and Fishman Bay is farther than that of Benly Port, and they went straight to the distance without saying a word.

None of the sailors on the ship are sequencers, and the same is true for Terlin, who has no power.

Chen Feng thought of the sequence knowledge that Lei Long mentioned before. In addition to the promotion ceremony, the power system here also requires qualifications to step into the sequence.

However, unlike the root bones and comprehension of martial arts, the sequence here requires something called spirituality.

Only by finding the sequence that fits oneself can one embark on the path of transcendence.

"Unfortunately, there is no spirituality on me."

Chen Feng shook his head. He had tried it before, but unfortunately it was not successful.

Not too disappointed, he had more thoughts.

The legend is required to be detached. This world lacks martial arts or awakening methods, which can gradually become stronger.

Does that mean.

Leave a martial arts road and vigorously promote it, and have the opportunity to leave your own legend here?

In addition, can we develop a powerful forces that are loyal?

The thoughts flashed, and then looked at other sailors seriously at the helm, as well as Trin, who was still appeased three mermaids in the cabin.

Chen Feng gradually made a decision.

Wow.

The fleet sailed away, and the undulating for seven or eight consecutive days was uncertain.

The black dream seal opened quietly, and the power of the dead began to lose slowly.

Below the flag of the flame pattern, a figure closed his knees on the deck and closed his eyes, focusing on his expression.

"Can you really do it?"

"Master Feng Chen said that he should seriously look at the territory, so that he can be strong and go to a special sequence."

A sailor whispered on both sides of the deck. Looking at it, the boy with a cotton coat focused on abnormalities, frowned and sometimes stretched.

Seeing his appearance, Leon's heart was doubtful, and he only felt that he had never heard of the so -called special sequence.

There is also this practice method. I think of the terroir and fire, and I always feel like a mage sequence.

But this sequence is often a strong spirit, increasing the communication and resonance of the elements of heaven and earth.

As for the strong body, it is generally the authority of the warrior sequence.

He always feels wrong, he looks at his head.

Black -haired youth stood in the middle of the deck and still looked at Trin silently.

He only taught part of the low -level tips for the Yuan Dynasty awakening method.

Compared to martial arts, the seeds of life are more basic and easy to get started.

The reason why it was selected by Trin was also very simple.

Successful and pure enough.

He hopes to use each other as the best example, successful, and set the follow -up foundation for subsequent martial arts.

Om!

Instantly, maybe it is really talented in this area.

Telling's atmosphere was slightly changed, seemed to be heavy and soft.

Other sailors did not know the abnormalities. Only Leelon's eyes condensed and felt a difference.

"Successful?"

Between doubts, Trin opened his eyes.

His face was excited, and he quickly looked up at the youth in black next to him.

"Water element?"

"Yes."

"I don't know what's going on. I can't imagine other people. Only water elements can succeed."

Trin was excited, and he could clearly feel that his lower abdomen seemed to have a touch of warm current.

Although the body has not changed much, the full feeling of entry is exactly the same as the Lord Feng Chen said.

Gently nodded, Chen Feng saw the seeds of a water element clearly through perception, and planted it under the other side of the other side of Dantian.

It is smoother than he expected. After the successful entry, as long as there is sufficient nutrition, plus daily imagination and refining.

The other party should be able to set foot at the first level, which is equivalent to the professional level of ground stars.

Immediately, I planned to give pointers again.

soon.

There is a white mist on the horizon of the sea in the distance.