Almost without warning, these two black shadows in wide canopies, like ghosts in the night, appeared directly in this thatched hut that was so simple that it was about to collapse in the storm.

Of course, they couldn't be ghosts, in fact, before the two of them had settled, Tang Feng had already noticed it, with his current realm strength.

If it weren't for the heavy rain washing away part of the breath, these two uninvited guests, I'm afraid that before they got close, Tang Feng would have been able to detect it from afar.

It was only at this time that Chen Haoran reacted, was taken aback, and shouted, "Who?"

After roaring, Chen Haoran turned around abruptly and blocked in front of the bed, of course, Tang Feng behind him.

The two black canopies were very wide, and the two of them wore a certain dark brown hat to hide their faces, so that they could not see their appearance clearly.

One of them, a slender and slender person, laughed strangely: "Who, do you think that at this time, who else can come to visit the famous Tang Dragon Thorn in the rivers and lakes?"

As soon as he said this, Chen Haoran immediately came over, and even because he was too shocked, his body trembled a little, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said: "Are you the Flying Dragon Envoy?"

"Strictly speaking, now I am no longer a bullshit flying dragon, but a flying dragon, a flying dragon in the sky!"

The dragon next to him also slowly took off his hat, and under the light of the dim oil lamp, the faces of the two looked indescribably hideous and ruthless.

Chen Haoran obviously sensed the intention of the two of them to come here suddenly, but he still couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing here?"

The Wyvern couldn't help but laugh and snort, "What are you doing here?"

Of course Chen Haoran understood, but he knew very well in his heart that his eldest brother was still healing at this moment, so in order to delay time, he quickly said: "Feilong, my eldest brother spared your life when Huashan was discussing the sword, could it be that you still want to fall into the well today and take the opportunity to take his life?"

"It's a big joke that he spared my life!" Feilong sneered, and then snorted heavily: "When Huashan was discussing the sword, if it weren't for the Sword Demon God's True Spirit, do you think he would let me go easily?"

Speaking of this, he threw the hat on the ground, and then said sharply: "I really can't imagine that even the true spirit of the Sword Demon God failed to kill this kid's dog!"

Chen Haoran had secretly condensed his momentum, and stood up and shouted: "But at that time, Senior Zulong, didn't you not want your life, didn't you even have the slightest gratitude?"

"Thanksgiving?" Feilong seemed to have heard a big joke, and said angrily: "That dog thing of Zulong, he actually favors one over the other, which makes me lose face in Huashan Mountain, and I can no longer gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes!"

"He has the opportunity one day, and this seat will take his dog's life with his own hands!"

Chen Haoran was so angry that he trembled again and again, but he still wanted to speak again.

It's just that the flying dragon interrupted in a cold voice: "You don't have to talk to this seat anymore to delay time, I know that in the council hall, this little was plotted by Ling Xu's son Lu Zhanpeng, and he is seriously injured at this time!"

"I'll just say one word, get out of the way of this seat immediately, or I'll kill you together!" As soon as the killing word fell, the momentum of the flying dragon's body had been released, and the grass house suddenly surged without wind.

Chen Haoran still stood still, gritted his teeth and said, "Since you traitor knows everything, I don't talk nonsense anymore, I want to tell me to get out of the way, unless you step on my corpse!"

The flying dragon raised his eyebrows and said in an evil voice: "Since this is the case, then you will die!"

His voice fell, and suddenly there was a clang, the magic knife was already out of its sheath, and the blood-colored moon-shaped scimitar flashed in an instant, and the flying dragon had already struck, killing it like a meteor.

At the same time, Chen Haoran's hands were connected to the seal, and in just an instant, countless flying knives were condensed in front of him, and there were as many as seven seven and forty-nine handles under the careful count.

The dense flying knives condensed into a shield in front of him, and it looked extraordinary.

However, the flying dragon slashed down, and with a loud bang, Chen Haoran's sword and shield were immediately shattered, and he took two steps back, and with a mouthful of blood spitting out, the whole person hit the edge of the bed.

"You dare to stop me, don't do it!" the flying dragon snorted coldly, and raised his right hand in a swoop, slashing down again like a thunderbolt.

Chen Haoran instinctively wanted to hide, but he knew that his eldest brother was seriously injured and was healing at the moment, if he dodged, then the other party's knife would inevitably cut at the eldest brother's body.

"Damn!" Chen Haoran gritted his teeth and scolded angrily, and hurriedly straightened up and blocked in front of Tang Feng.

It's just that in this way, after a little delay, he can no longer condense the flying knife, not to mention, the speed of the flying dragon is too fast, and he has no time to use his martial arts.

With a flash of thunder, the scarlet magic knife was already on top of his head, and as long as this knife fell, his whole body would be split in half immediately.

Originally, at this time, if Chen Haoran was willing to dodge, he could still get out, because he found that the other party did not lock his breath.

It seems that Feilong's intention is also obvious, his target is not Chen Haoran, if the other party chooses to dodge, then he will go down with this knife, and it will be Tang Feng behind him.

Chen Haoran still didn't have any intention of avoiding, he still stood there like a rock, and even at this time, he slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Chen Haoran felt a breath of death enveloping him, he knew that he would definitely die if he came down with this knife, but he didn't regret it, but his face was full of determination.

However, to Chen Haoran's surprise, the magic knife he was waiting for was delayed, and it was not cut off from the top of his head, and his person was not split in half by a knife.

With a hesitant heart, Chen Haoran slowly opened his eyes, so he saw that a hand, a hand as calm and powerful as a rock, was grasping the scarlet Full Moon Demon Knife.

At this moment, Chen Haoran was full of shock, although he had roughly guessed in his heart who the owner of this hand was, he still couldn't believe it.

So he slowly turned his head to the right, and then he saw the owner of this hand, the owner of the hand, of course it was none other than Tang Feng!

At this moment, Tang Feng's complexion had completely recovered as before, although he was still sitting there cross-legged, but one of his hands was tightly grasping the Flying Dragon's magic knife.

Chen Haoran blinked, his eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't help but say, "Big brother, you ......"

Tang Feng looked at him with a sense of relief and gratitude, and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Chen Haoran looked at Tang Feng and then at the hand holding the knife, his face was both excited and shocked.

In fact, the person who was shocked was not only him, the shocked look on the face of the flying dragon on the opposite side was undoubtedly even worse, and after being stunned for a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible, you actually grabbed my knife with the palm of your flesh, your skill ......"

He was too shocked to say what he said, but everyone present understood what he meant.