Campus Knight's Martial Fate

"The boss's order, today's school bus, don't go, don't go! You don't know how to live or die...... kid" At this time, a guy who looked like a leader walked up and gestured at Song Chengfeng with a sickle in his hand.

Song Chengfeng grabbed him by the neck with a tiger claw, and then threw him out more than ten meters away, breaking a plane tree with a "clang", and after more than ten seconds, the guy lay on the ground and howled.

Song Chengfeng walked towards them, but the hundreds of minions of the Red Scythe Society retreated one after another, not daring to step forward.

"He's just one person, more than 300 of us, can the fuck be afraid of him?fuck him!" The little minions of the Red Scythe Society rushed up, picked up the sickle in their hands and slashed at Song Chengfeng.

Song Chengfeng grabbed a minion with a tiger claw in his left hand, turned around and threw it, and instantly knocked down seven or eight people. As soon as he swept his leg, the calf bones of five or six minions broke instantly, and they fell to the ground, clutching their legs and wailing.

"Ha!" Song Chengfeng jumped up, and a tiger claw slammed into the cover of a small minion's heavenly spirit, instantly beating him half and sinking him into the concrete floor.

Then, he stood still in a lunge, and with a loud "bang" of his fists, he flew out more than ten meters away from the two oncoming minions, knocking more than 30 minions to the ground in a row.

However, there were many gangsters in the Red Scythe Society after all, even if one or two hundred were knocked down by Song Chengfeng, there were still more than a hundred with scythes, and they surrounded him inside.

"Boy, it's too late to tie up your hands now, or you'll be chopped to pieces by the old men!" one of the leaders yelled at him with a knife.

"Hmph, if you gang of bandits are caught, Lao Tzu would rather be turned into meat puree. Song Chengfeng already had several cuts and cuts on his body, and the blood had already stained half of his clothes.

"Fuck, I don't know if I'm alive or dead, get on!" more than a hundred minions rushed at him with scythes.

Damn, in fact, I've never fought with so many people, and they all carry knives. Thinking that his grandfather, who was the current leader of the Jiangbei Martial Arts Alliance, was not one more person who singled out one hundred and fifty bandits with knives at the peak of his heyday, and he singled out more than three hundred at once today.

"Give it to me!" At this time, forty or fifty tall young men of the Rong tribe suddenly rushed outside, and they all flew into the air, and their long legs flew all over the sky, and in an instant, more than a hundred Red Scythe Society minions were kicked on their backs.

"Brother Feng, it's okay!" Ma Mingkui ran over and grabbed him.

"It's okay, a little injury," Song Chengfeng said, "You guys came in time, thank you!"

"Alas, these are all our Rong people in Hanjing, and we have something to do together, if Brother Feng, you become our student's master, everyone will be a family. Ma Mingkui laughed.

"Kung fu knows no portal, we are so close that we can learn every week. Song Chengfeng said.

"Okay, Brother Feng, let's make an appointment in advance when the time comes!" Ma Mingkui was very happy.

"You all stand back for Lao Tzu!" At this time, a little minion of the Red Scythe Society took a girl hostage with a knife and got out of the car.