The wind swept up by the strength of Niu Tianfeng's clothes and blew Niu Tianfeng's clothes into a hunting sound, and Niu Tianfeng's face was reflected on the heavy sword of the big man, and no hair was visible.

Seeing that the heavy sword was about to fall from Niu Tianfeng's body, Dahan suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and with all his strength, he forcibly twisted the falling heavy sword, changed the split to a horizontal slash, and attacked Niu Tianfeng's waist.

As soon as this move came out, Niu Tianfeng had no choice but to reach out the flying sword in his hand, and the spiritual power wrapped around the sword body, blocking the big man in front of the heavy sword.

There was another dull sound, Niu Tianfeng only felt that he couldn't hold the flying sword in his hand, and the tiger's mouth hurt, and the flying sword was out of his hand.

Fortunately, with the power of this blow, his figure instantly retreated, and he was able to dodge the attack of the remnants of the big man's strength.

Niu Tianfeng calmed down the disordered spiritual power in his body, looked at the big man who fell to the ground because of the disappearance of his strength, and with a move of his hand, the flying sword that had already fallen was immediately sensed by the spiritual power, and he turned lightly in the air and stabbed towards the back of the big man.

Even though the big man was facing forward, his back was like having eyes, and he felt the crisis coming from behind, and he knocked the flying sword back with a backhand.

But the flying sword was controlled by Niu Tianfeng, and one hit missed, and it turned back again and struck again.

The flying sword is fast and flexible, under the control of Niu Tianfeng, all of them attack towards the weakness of the big han at this time, because the big man is inconvenient to react in the air, although he relies on his strong perception to block several flying sword attacks, but after all, it is a lack of flexibility, and he was caught off guard, and he was quickly cut off by the flying sword.

The big man's head rolled down in the crowd, and his face was still fierce until he died, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was still unwilling, unwilling to die under someone else's sword.

Solving this sword master, Niu Tianfeng gasped, and the hard collision with the big man just now caused him to suffer some minor injuries.

"Old Niu, the prince is in danger. Mo Heng suddenly reminded Niu Tianfeng.

Niu Tianfeng looked in the direction of Li Dong when he heard this, at this time, Li Dong was struggling with a sword saint, and on the other side, several sword saints and law saints under Li Dong were also entangled by the enemy, even if they wanted to rescue Li Dong, they were powerless.

Li Dong gritted his teeth, although he also had the cultivation of the early stage of the Sword Saint, but the person in front of him was the middle stage of the Sword Saint, and he was quite experienced, and he could suppress Li Dong everywhere.

"Haha, Lidong, you can't run this time. The middle-aged sword master kept waving the heavy sword in his hand, forcing Li Dong back step by step, and let out a rampant and smug laugh from his mouth.

Li Dong didn't reply, to be precise, he didn't have any extra effort to answer the words of the person in front of him now, because as long as he relaxed a little, then what awaited him would definitely be the opponent's fatal blow.

"What's the matter, how could the dignified prince be so embarrassed?" the middle-aged Sword Saint continued to mock.

Li Dong's eyebrows were raised, obviously the taunt of the middle-aged sword saint made him faintly angry,

But he was trying to suppress his anger.

"Lidong, you better just tie your hands and arrest it!" the middle-aged sword saint sarcastically said again.

Li Dong always gritted his teeth, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

At this moment, a sword light flashed in front of the two of them, and the cold sword blade passed straight in front of the middle-aged sword saint.

The middle-aged man stopped, a fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and a moment of fear flashed in his heart, if he hadn't sensed the crisis just now and stopped his body in time, then the sword just now could separate his head and die on the spot.

The middle-aged sword saint turned his head sideways, looked at where Jian Feng came from, and saw that it was Niu Tianfeng, frowned, and scolded angrily: "Looking for death!" Then his body moved, and he thought that Niu Tianfeng was coming, and wanted to avenge the death just now.

Niu Tianfeng's eyebrows were solemn, and with a move of his right hand, the flying sword turned flexibly from the air and attacked the back of the middle-aged sword saint.

The middle-aged sword saint didn't see Niu Tianfeng kill his companion just now, so he didn't know that Niu Tianfeng's flying sword could be controlled like this, but although this move came suddenly, it failed to take the middle-aged sword saint's life, he just made a slight mistake in his steps, and dodged the attack of the flying sword, not only that, but he also slashed the heavy sword in his hand from the side at the same time, and flew the flying sword to his side.

Picking up the flying sword, the middle-aged sword saint once again set his eyes on Niu Tianfeng's body, he withdrew the heavy sword, pointed forward, and said, "You will die." ”

Niu Tianfeng's face was still calm, the technique of his right hand changed, and the strength of the flying sword was quickly neutralized, and then he came towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged sword master frowned, although the attack of the flying sword could not hurt him, the flexibility of the flying sword made him feel a little constrained.

At this time, Li Dong had already relieved himself, and he saw that the middle-aged sword master was dragged by Niu Tianfeng, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

After the middle-aged sword master who was originally entangled with the flying sword joined by Li Dong, the middle-aged sword master immediately felt the pressure doubled, and he not only had to face Li Dong's violent attack, but also had to be careful of the sudden attack of the flying sword.

Fiercely, the middle-aged man's eyes rolled, the heavy sword in his hand picked up the flying sword, his body twisted to dodge the heavy sword stabbed by Li Dong, his steps moved, close to Li Dong's body, and Li Dong was almost only a fist away.

At such a close distance, the two of them couldn't use their fists and kicks at all, let alone use the heavy sword in their hands.

Although the attack was restricted, it also hindered Niu Tianfeng's flying sword, before the flying sword could attack from all sides, but now it can only attack behind him, so that he only needs to keep forcing Li Dong to change his position, so that Li Dong's back is always aimed at the position of the flying sword, then this nasty flying sword no longer poses a threat to him.

To say that his move is indeed very useful, not only hindering Niu Tianfeng's attack, but also relying on his own strength to oppress Li Dong, so that Li Dong has repeatedly suffered losses and injuries under his own hands.

Niu Tianfeng saw that his flying sword was useless, so he had to take it back and hold it in his hand, and then look at it

Glancing at the position of Dong and the middle-aged Sword Master, he frowned, not knowing how to join.

"Niu Lao, attack Lidong. Mo Heng suddenly reminded Niu Tianfeng.

Niu Tianfeng glanced at Mo Heng unexpectedly, not understanding Mo Heng's intentions, but seeing that Mo Heng's eyes flashed with confidence, he couldn't help but believe Mo Heng's words, the flying sword in his hand was raised, and his right hand suddenly stabbed, straight towards the back of Dong's heart.

"Since you will kill one another, I will fulfill you. The middle-aged sword saint saw Niu Tianfeng attacking Lidong, and immediately showed disdain.

Li Dong frowned at this, he never expected that Niu Tianfeng, who was obviously on his own side, would suddenly attack him.

"You dare!"

On the other side, Li Dong's subordinates saw that Li Dong was in a desperate situation again, and they immediately roared angrily, and the attacks in their hands became even faster.

But he said that Niu Tianfeng was holding a sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword was less than three feet away from Dong, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, just now he had already figured out Mo Heng's intention to let him attack Dong.

At this time, Niu Tianfeng could already see the despair and disbelief in Li Dong's eyes.

"Squat. A command quickly and promptly pierced through the space and was sent into Li Dong's ears, and before Li Dong's mind could react, his body had already sunk one step ahead of Niu Tianfeng's order.

The sudden sinking of Li Dong's body made the middle-aged sword saint standing in front of Li Dong feel slightly stunned, but before he could wake up from his stunned, Niu Tianfeng's sword had already pierced his throat.

The hot blood shot out and stained the bodies of Li Dong and Niu Tianfeng, and the middle-aged sword saint looked at Niu Tianfeng and Li Dong in disbelief, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Niu Tianfeng withdrew the flying sword, and Li Dong slowly stood up, only then did he feel his doubts, he didn't understand why he was so obedient just now. He didn't know that the reason why he squatted without hesitation was actually just that Niu Tianfeng quietly exerted a trace of strength into Li Dong's body, touching the reflex nerves on Li Dong's knees, forcing Li Dong to squat quickly.

Of course, this was only a matter of the moment, and it was over before Li Dong even had time to perceive it.

Wiping the blood stains on his face, Li Dong looked at Niu Tianfeng and didn't say thank you, presumably he still had a bad feeling about Niu Tianfeng's dangerous actions just now.

On that side, seeing another Sword Saint on his side fall, the hearts of the rest of the Sword Saints of the Fran Empire immediately panicked, after all, now that the other party has two more Sword Saints than their own side, then if they don't retreat, all that awaits them is death.

The dull sound of the horn sounded in the dense forest, quickly and briefly, but after they heard the three horns sounding in succession, they were slightly relieved.

Not long after the sound of the horn, the enemy began to retreat in an orderly manner, and they quickly rushed into the dense forest, disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

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