Chapter 12 Distribution of Benefits

"Who is that person, looking at the logo on his clothes, it should be a child of the Zhao family."

Several Xin family disciples escaped the catastrophe with lingering fears.

Xin Fei looked at Zhao Feng's leaving back, and whispered: "What a brilliant light-weight exercise! It's faster than me in my peak period, and the archery is not in vain..."

"Humph! It's just a guy who picks up cheap and shoots cold arrows. Don't let us catch it, otherwise we must make him look good."

A light-armored youth with a third level of martial arts beside him spoke coldly.

The strength of the light armored youth is second only to Xin Fei among the five.

His words were immediately echoed by several other people, and said bitterly: "That's right! That kid took us as bait and shot cold arrows in the dark, how shameless!"

"Xin Gang, that person saved our lives after all."

Xin Fei shook his head.

At this moment, from a few miles away, there was a whine from the "Green-headed Tiger King", and it stopped abruptly...

The expressions of the Xin family members changed.

There is no need to think about it at all, the green-headed tiger king must die out of anger.

"Come on!"

The light-armored youth named Xin Gang shouted loudly, and led a few disciples of the Xin family to run in that direction.

at the same time.

By the location of three or four miles to the east.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng stood on the top of the tree, holding a heavy iron bow in his hand, panting heavily, sweating profusely on his body.

Below, the green-headed tiger king with a length of four or five meters has several arrows stuck on his forehead. The original wound has expanded to the size of the basin.

Not long ago, the majestic green-headed tiger king, now the tiger's eyes are round, and his forehead is purple and black, and he has no life...

Zhao Feng touched the quiver subconsciously and found that the quiver was empty.

This is still him, he is practicing "Piaolingdu", and he can catch up with the green-headed tiger king in speed.

Furthermore, his archery attacks are not in vain, they hit the key points with every move, and they are poisonous.

Teng!

Zhao Feng's figure fluttered to the bottom, staring at the huge corpse of the Blue-headed Tiger King. After a short period of excitement, he fell into thought again.

Swish!

His left eye was locked two miles away, and several children of the Xin family were rushing over.

Zhao Feng stood on the spot, calm, and did not start harvesting this huge corpse.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but it's a little tricky.

The corpse of the green-headed tiger king weighed two or three thousand kilograms, and it was difficult for ordinary warriors to move it. Furthermore, the tiger king's skin was thick and thick, and ordinary swords were not easy to scratch.

After a while, the five children of the Xin family who were out of breath finally arrived at the scene of the incident.

"Boy! Don't get out of the way! This tiger king's body belongs to our Xin family!"

Xin Gang, the light-armored young man running at the front, said domineeringly and arrogantly.

Originally, he still had some scruples about Zhao Feng's strength, but when he saw that the other party was only a martial disciple of the second level of martial arts, he was suddenly disdainful.

Although one of them died and Xin Fei, the strongest, was exhausted, there were still four martial disciples, two of the second level of martial arts, and two of the third level of martial arts.

Among them, Xin Gang is the strongest, reaching the peak of the triple martial arts.

Zhao Feng stood there, sarcastically, and ignored Xin Gang.

Among these people, the only thing he fears is Xin Fei.

"Xin Gang! After all, the other party saved our life, and the right to dispose of the tiger king's body, let us both discuss together."

Xin Fei came from behind and spoke slowly.

Zhao Feng glanced at him with admiration, and smiled indifferently: "It's exactly what I want. I don't have tools to cut or move the tiger king's corpse."

Xin Fei's contribution to being able to kill the green-headed tiger king, Xin's family contained the tiger king, and a child died.

Therefore, even if he gave up half of the profits, Zhao Feng would not mind.

"Okay, brother Fei."

Xin Gang was a little unwilling, but intimidated by Xin Fei's prestige, he had to agree.

Next, Zhao Feng and the Xin family discussed the distribution of the Tiger King's body.

"Twenty-eight percent, our Xin family takes eighty percent."

Xin Gang said decisively.

"Humph! Twenty percent of the profit is already cheaper for that kid!"

The children of the Xin family, who held long bows, looked disdainful.

"Twenty-eight? Hahaha..."

Zhao Feng suddenly laughed.

"Boy, what are you laughing at, I would like to hear it, how much do you want to get?"

Xin Gang said with contempt.

They were numerous and powerful, and they didn't take Zhao Feng seriously at all.

"Twenty-eight divided, I eight... you two!"

Zhao Feng said more strongly.

Originally, he wanted to split with the Xin family by five or five, but he didn't expect the other party and others to be so brazen and ungrateful.

"The kid is crazy! I want to see how strong you are, so I don't know what to do!"

Xin Gang didn't get angry but laughed, and with a "clang" sound, a silver sword came out of its sheath, and the cold light was piercing, approaching Zhao Feng.

"stop!"

Xin Fei shouted angrily, but it was too late.

"Phantom afterimage!

Xin Gang was like the wind, and the silver sword in his hand swept through a series of sword shadows in the void, sweeping towards Zhao Feng's lower plate.

Judging from his posture, he seemed to be about to chop off Zhao Feng's legs.

"It's the advanced martial arts "Remnant Wind Sword"!"

"That kid is dead, Xin Gang has already cultivated the first six poses of "Remnant Wind Sword" to the realm of small success."

The Xin family disciples behind him showed pity.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Zhao Feng did not retreat but advanced, his figure was like a dragonfly on the water, and he swayed in place with a "swoosh", bullying Xin Gang in front of him.

What a great speed!

Several children of the Xin family, including Xin Fei, only felt their eyes flicker.

not good!

Xin Gang made a move of "Illusory Wind Afterimage" and threw himself in the air, seeing Zhao Feng bullying him at an unconventional speed.

"Storm Afterimage!"

Xin Gang shouted loudly, and a silver sword shadow like a raging wave appeared in front of him with the silver sword in his hand.

"An angry dragon breaks the sky!"

Zhao Feng's whole body qi and blood condensed once in an instant, and once again exploded on his fist.

In an instant, he integrated "Angry Dragon Fist" and "Push Qi Art" together, and the energy and blood in his body more than doubled.

"What a strong blood!"

Xin Fei, who was behind him, frowned.

Xin Gang felt a violent aura like a torrent even more, and felt a suffocation in his heart and was very depressed.

Because of the fact that he cultivated the "Pushing Qi Technique" to the third level, Zhao Feng's qi and blood power is stronger than most of the three important martial arts.

At this time, he merged with "Raging Dragon Fist" again, and his qi and blood exploded in an instant, almost exceeding the triple limit of martial arts.

bang bang bang-

A shock-like collision broke out between Xin Gang and Zhao Feng.

Wow!

Xin Gang received the first punch and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Second punch.

Dang!

The silver sword in his hand flew out.

The third punch.

bang——

He flew upside down and slammed into the big tree on the side.

What a terrible strength!

What a powerful explosion!

Several children of the Xin family were almost sluggish and shocked.

They never thought that Xin Gang, who was at the peak of the third level of martial arts, actually lost three moves to a disciple of the Zhao clan who was at the second level of martial arts.

"sharp."

Xin Fei, who was not far away, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and asked aloud, "Dare to ask your name."

"Zhao Feng."

The boy opposite, let out a sigh of relief and closed his fist calmly.

"Boy! You are lucky this time!"

Xin Gang reluctantly got off the ground and said reluctantly, "Xin fought with the Green-headed Tiger King, exhausted and injured, so he can only exert 70% of his strength. Next time you won't have such good luck. "

"luck?"

Zhao Feng smiled noncommittally.

It is true that Xin Gang has struggled hard and is unable to exert his true strength. But Zhao Feng is confident that even in the peak state of the opponent, he is sure to win.

The only person on the field that made him fearful was Xin Fei.

Xin Fei's strength has reached the level of a quasi-warrior. With his all-out sword "Cracking the Wind", he can cut off the big tree that the two embraced, and can even directly traumatize the fierce beast Blue-headed Tiger King. The ordinary martial arts is triple-layered, and he can't even catch him. A knife.

"Xin Gang! You are not his opponent, and you don't think it's not enough to be ugly!"

Xin Fei slowly stood up from the ground and scolded angrily.

Immediately, a warlike spirit rose from his body, staring at Zhao Feng on the opposite side.

Zhao Feng's heart froze, could it be that Xin Fei has recovered a little of his combat power?

Of course, as long as Xin Fei didn't recover more than 60% of his combat power, Zhao Feng didn't have to worry at all.

After a hard fight, Xin Fei was seriously injured and obviously impossible to recover.

"Your boxing technique has almost reached its peak. The light-body technique is amazing. Xin admires it. I will have a chance to learn it next time."

Xin Fei looked directly at Zhao Feng, and while praising him, he also expressed his fighting spirit.

"Okay, let's discuss when you have time."

Zhao Feng is not afraid.

Xin Fei's strength may be comparable to "Zhao Yijian", who ranks third among the outer children of the clan.

If Zhao Feng will defeat Zhao Yijian at the clan meeting in the future, he must at least be able to match Xin Fei.

After a contest, the two sides began to discuss the distribution of the interests of the Green-headed Tiger King.

"Sixty-four divided, I six, you four, this is the final condition."

Zhao Feng said beyond doubt.

"it is good."

Xin Fei nodded in agreement, and the others did not dare to object, not even Xin Gang said a word.

At this time, Zhao Feng's strength overwhelmed them, and even Xin Fei was regarded as an opponent.

Next, the children of the Xin family took out the tools and began to divide the parts of the Qing-headed Tiger King.

Zhao Feng nodded secretly in his heart.

He gave up 40% of the benefits, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

First, he didn't have tools, so it was difficult to divide and move the body of the Green-headed Tiger King, so he simply handed the trouble to the Xin family.

Second, before he had enough strength, Zhao Feng didn't want to attract attention and provoke enemies.

Just imagine, if he killed the beast alone and swallowed all the benefits, wouldn't it make people jealous?

Now, for him and the Xin family's children to jointly kill, and even distribute the interests of the Green-headed Tiger King, everything is logical.

An hour later, the green-headed tiger king's body was divided.

Zhao Feng took away some of the most valuable parts, such as tiger teeth, tiger claws, tiger skin, tiger bones, etc.

The most worthless tiger meat, Zhao Feng was generous, and gave it all to the children of the Xin family.

In the end, after calculating, Zhao Feng was sure that he took about 60% of the benefits, and then left.

"The Zhao family actually produced such characters. The original 'Zhao Linlong' was nothing more than this at the same time."

Xin Fei looked at Zhao Feng's back and said with a little emotion.

"Zhao Linlong!"

Xin Gang's heart was shocked, and his face showed awe: "He is one of the 'four geniuses' of Yuyang City. As early as two years ago, he was promoted to the fourth level of martial arts and became a real martial artist. How can this kid be comparable? "

The four geniuses are the rising stars in Yuyang City, and they look down on thousands of young juniors.

Any of them are real warriors, even stronger than ordinary warriors.

"Don't say it's Zhao Linlong, even if it's Brother Fei, he has the strength of a 'quasi-martial artist'. At his peak, he can defeat that kid with just one knife."

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