The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 507: Successfully Seizing the Sword
The room that Ma Huihui prepared for the sword-guarding team was very remote.

It was so remote that even the One-Armed Eagle King was very satisfied.

It also made Feng Siniang very satisfied.

The One-Armed Eagle King was very satisfied, because in a place like this, no matter how much trouble he and the beautiful lady beside him made, no one would disturb them.

Feng Siniang was very satisfied because in a place like this, no matter what happened to the One-Armed Eagle King, she could leave with the knife before others arrived.

Feng Siniang supported the one-armed Eagle King's arm to rest, but stopped outside the door at this time.

Looking back, Feng Siniang immediately smiled.

Long San was dressed in ordinary clothes, and the goose-feather sword he carried was also ordinary.

It seems that the three guys in the room also think that this person is just an ordinary person.

An ordinary person, even if he holds a knife, is no match for a martial arts master.

Feng Siniang stopped and the drunk One-Armed Eagle King noticed it immediately, but he thought Feng Siniang was hesitating.

I hesitated whether to go in.
There are always some women who sell their art but not their bodies.

Thinking of this, the old body of the One-Armed Eagle King became even hotter.

As a piece of orange gold slipped out from his sleeve, he also smiled in a "drunk" way.

"I seem to have lost something, beauty can... help me pick it up."

"Gold is nice, but I want a deer-cutting knife more."

A cold male voice came from behind the One-Armed Eagle King, causing his eyes to widen instantly.

Without hesitation, he condensed his palm into a claw and instantly pointed to the location where the sound came from.

It is true that the One-Armed Eagle King has one arm.

But when the bull went mad, he could penetrate its hide in an instant and get its heart with a hair's breadth.

His Eagle Claw technique is very strong, and his hand speed is very fast and accurate.

After living for seventy or eighty years, the One-Armed Eagle King knew one thing very well.

Either don't move, or once you take action, show no mercy.

The One-Armed Eagle King saw the person behind him, the gray-robed guard behind Si Niang.

A woman who sells her art but not her body will always have a strong man protecting her.

Otherwise she would become a piece of high-quality merchandise that everyone would desire to possess.

The One-Armed Eagle King understood this situation very well. What he didn't understand was why he didn't hear anyone behind him after such a long journey.

The guard did not draw his goose-feather sword, nor did he even hold it up as a precaution.

The one-armed eagle king was very proud because his eagle claws could pierce the cowhide.
"Ok?"

A questioning voice came from the mouth of the one-armed eagle king.

The gray-robed guard's goose-feather knife was still loosely held in his right hand.

But everyone except the one-armed eagle king has two hands.

And now the eagle claw of the one-armed eagle king fell into the other palm of the gray-robed guard.

The eagle claw that could pierce through cowhide with one blow was now as weak as a chicken claw because it was directly blocked by a hand.

"Ha~yawn."

The guard yawned and turned to look at Si Niang with some impatience in his eyes.

"Don't take the deer-cutting knife yet."

Feng Siniang looked at Long San and was surprised at his physical strength.

The one-armed eagle king's eagle claw skills are well-known in the world.

Sweeping Tianshan with one arm, killing eight bandits with one palm.

With one claw, anyone who stands in the way will be killed; anyone who stands in the way will be killed.

But now, the internal force of the one-armed eagle king's eagle claw seemed to have dissipated.

Now he is like a dying old man making his final resistance to a strong man with the best life.
Powerless, but persistent.

The one-armed eagle king's eagle claws continued to exert force, and his face turned red. He felt that what was in front of him was not a human hand, but a pair of iron hands.

The Iron Hand still needed to transform under his eagle claws, but the gray-robed guard's hand didn't even turn red.

This is not internal strength, but hard work like an iron vest.

Once the guard in front of him became famous throughout the world, there would definitely be a legend that he was invulnerable to swords and guns.

His titles must also include words like Horizontal Training, Iron Head, Iron Hands, and even Indestructible Vajra.

Feng Siniang always thought that "Long San" was a swordsman, after all, he carried a goose feather sword. And now.
She felt it necessary to ask Xiao Shiyilang who this seemingly ordinary swordsman was.

But these things are not important at the moment. Feng Siniang looked at the blushing one-armed Eagle King and began to complain.

"Tell him to be quiet. If those three hear us, it will be difficult for us to leave."

Li Chaofeng heard Feng Siniang's worry, but he looked at the one-armed old man in front of him and asked with a smile.

"So, you want to call someone over?"

The one-armed eagle king wanted to call for help, but the teasing look of the gray-robed guard made him sober.

After just a little thought, his red face turned pale in an instant.

The gray-robed guard did not use any special martial arts to block the power of his eagle claw. He simply blocked his eagle claw with one palm.

For such a domineering person, whether he calls people over or not, the outcome is certain.

The One-Armed Eagle King shook his head slightly. The Deer-Cutting Knife was very good, but he was just a knife guard who was there to protect the knife as it entered the pass.

The deer-cutting knife was not his, so it was lost.

But your life is your own, you can't lose it.

The strength of the eagle claw in his hand became lighter, but he did not dare to retract it.

Because the gray-robed guard didn't speak, he didn't dare to move.

Seeing that the One-Armed Eagle King didn't want to call for help, Li Chaofeng looked at Feng Siniang and said with a smile.

"Look, he promised not to bark anymore."

Feng Siniang rolled her eyes. She had planned so much, but she hadn't planned for one thing.
When it comes to robbery, no matter how good your schemes and tricks are, they are not as good as martial arts that can crush everything.

But Li Chaofeng knew clearly that if he played this trick in front of everyone, the three people who were still waiting in the room would definitely perform their best.

If four top-notch masters work together, it won’t be difficult to kill him.

But it is very difficult to save their lives without exposing their identities.

Xiao Shiyilang was watching not far away, so he should avoid doing things like killing people.

As Feng Siniang broke into the room, Li Chaofeng was speechless for a moment.

Looking at Sikong Shu, who was not acupunctured but did not dare to move at all, he just smiled.

After looking around, Li Chaofeng sat directly on the railing and then spoke to Sikong Shu.

"I am a person who respects the elderly and loves the young. As long as you don't make trouble, I will definitely let you go home alive."

Sikong Shu nodded nervously, a strange but powerful master.
He can do whatever he wants.

If Li Chaofeng killed Sikong Shu here, even his relatives would not have any objection.

This is the world of martial arts, where the strong prey on the weak.

Feng Siniang rushed into the room, but soon ran out of the room in a hurry, speaking angrily again.

"The deer-cutting knife isn't in the room!"

Li Chaofeng shrugged: "Of course not, Boss Ma just prepared a room for them, they didn't enter the room."

Feng Siniang was puzzled: "You said the Deer Cutting Knife is in the hands of the other three people?"

Li Chaofeng sighed in his heart and pointed at Sikong Shu's special effects.

"This old man was so lustful that he even forgot to put a yellow bundle in his arms. That yellow bundle must be very important."

When Sikong Shu heard this, his face became even uglier.

He didn't want to scream, but he also didn't want the deer-cutting knife to be left in his hands.

He thought no one noticed his little action, but now it seems...
Taking out a two-foot-long yellow leather bag from his empty left arm, Sikong Shu smiled, also held it with one hand, and smiled at Feng Siniang.

"Since the girl wants it, Sikong will naturally give it to her."

Li Chaofeng looked at the blue veins on Sikong Shu's arms, thinking about how people in the martial arts world always like to struggle, and sighed helplessly.

He stretched out his hand, and a powerful suction force burst out from the palm of his hand. The yellow bag instantly came into his hand. Li Chaofeng also said indifferently.

"Okay, now that we have the stuff, let's go."

Sikong Shu stood there in a daze. Losing the knife was a big problem, but he didn't have to lose his life.

But Li Chaofeng had just demonstrated his unparalleled hard Qigong, and now he showed that he possessed extremely powerful out-of-body Qi.

This is the best among the best.

Not to mention that he was the only one here, even if all four of them were here.

Li Chaofeng never needed a second move to kill them.

(End of this chapter)