"Brother Yan, let's go!"

At this moment, Feng Nanxing came out from the other side and said anxiously to Yan Li, "The swordsman of the mountain villa will arrive soon, and my father is also ready to make a move, if you don't leave, you really can't leave!"

"Nanxing, you are collaborating with the enemy, believe it or not, I slaughtered you!" Flattering Wu Qi's angry voice came from some corner.

Yan Li saw that the child's eyes were very pure and clean, but he was in a hurry, and he didn't know where his kindness to him came from, so he asked: "If you help me like this, you are not afraid of being blamed by the owner of Fengzhuang?" I heard that he is very strict with his children. ”

Feng Nanxing said with a smile: "Brother Yan, although we are hostile, I only don't want you to have an accident, so that the Yanfu world will no longer be able to find a kendo master like Brother Yan." ”

Yan Li was amused and said with a smile: "There are thousands of kendo masters, your seventh brother Feng Gantang may not be much weaker than me, how can you not find it?"

Feng Nanxing said confidently: "But he doesn't have a first-class sword master." Feng Gantang couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and glared at him, he took two steps back in fear, but still tried to muster up the courage and said, "Anyway, you go quickly, they didn't treat you as a disciple of the Sword Court anyway, you are too white to be a descendant, you don't need to be with these people!"

Yan Li squinted, didn't answer again, and faced Feng Gantang to take out the green lotus lantern and transform it into a sword. The battle intent in Feng Gantang's eyes was suddenly extremely hot, no matter about Feng Nanxing, his feet were fast, his body was flying like light, the sword was held obliquely and vertically in his hand, and with his footwork, he used the force of his whole body to push. Yan Li's wrist moved, and the Qinglian Sword was also held like the other party, and with a force under his feet, the two swords suddenly collided in one place with a "sonorous", and the sparks were as fierce as a red-hot soldering iron hitting on the anvil.

Call!

The qi area was turbulent, and the sand and rocks flew within a radius of dozens of zhang, and the people around felt an indescribable tingling sensation.

"Yan Li, don't leave your hands!" Feng Gantang shouted, vigorously propped Yan Li away, suddenly returned the sword to the sheath, sank his waist immediately, a hurricane suddenly occurred, poured into the scabbard, he roared in a low voice, and pulled out the Tianli sword again, and a layered sword light was cut from the sword to Yan Li's chest. The sword light was extremely powerful, like a pale gray firework burning out of the soul.

Yan Li felt the breath of death rushing across his face, knowing

The other party has exhausted all his strength, it is impossible to keep his hand anymore, and immediately made a decision, sliding the blade of the Qinglian Sword with the palm of his hand, and the true yuan was intertwined into the shape of the scabbard, "bang", the Qinglian Sword was inserted into the ground, and before the pale gray fireworks arrived, a huge whirlpool was born with the Qinglian Sword as the core, and the terrifying suction completely swallowed the pale gray fireworks, and countless external forces rushed into his body...... He looked up at Feng Gantang, and the will to die in the other party's eyes was incomprehensible.

"Feng Gantang, I will remember you!" he half-crouched on the ground, grasped the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and drew his sword violently. The ink-black sword light was like a messenger of the soul, silently swept over, and with a muffled "snort", Feng Gantang's head flew into the sky.

There is a water mirror in the jungle ten miles away from the Heavenly Sword Dojo, which is showing the scene of Feng Gantang's death, a middle-aged man with a mustache on his back saw this scene, revealing a thoughtful look, next to Wang Langtai and Flattering Wu, behind him, is the guard corps of the Sword God Villa, a total of 10,000 elite guards are ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

"Second uncle, what do you think?" Flattering Wu saw Feng Gantang die, perhaps because there were no "outsiders" present, and he was a little indifferent.

"This Yan Li is not like words!" the middle-aged man gently stroked his mustache, "Even Han Tianzi is not so difficult." ”

"The second master might as well talk about it in detail, I don't think other Tibetan swords are so outrageous. Father confessed that this Yan Li must die, otherwise let him escape, there will be a lot of trouble. Wang Langtai said with a frown.

The middle-aged man's name is Feng Zhihua, the second-in-command of the Sword God Villa, and the righteous brother of Feng Zhinian, whose strength is only below Feng Zhinian, and he is also the commander of the Guardian Legion. Since I had to take the legion on the road, it was a lot slower.

Feng Zhihua said: "You see his technique of condensing the sword scabbard with the True Yuan with one hand, it is terrifying when you think about it. Let me put it this way, the true yuan in our sword cultivation body is full of aggressiveness, and if it is issued, it will kill the enemy, but he can accurately control it, forming a scabbard, and if he wants to control the aggressive true yuan to this point, he really can't find a second one at his age. What's even more rare is that he can actually urge the Tibetan Sword to actively absorb external forces, which requires a strong method of control, and he must have a clear understanding of the endurance of the sword pool in his body, otherwise even if he absorbs the enemy's attack, if the sword pool can't withstand it, it will also explode and die. But ......"

"But what?" flattered Wu hurriedly said, "Second uncle, don't sell Guanzi!"

"Calm down, panic what. Feng Zhihua reprimanded, and then said with a weird smile, "His strongest means is also his most fatal weakness!"

"What do you say?" Wang Langtai's eyes lit up.

Feng Zhihua said: "Think about it, he is the sixth realm of Taibai, why don't you just use Taibai's means to kill Gantang?"

Both of them fell into deep thought, Wang Langtai is also good at swordsmanship, and suddenly realized: "I know, Taibai's methods, he can't fully control them, or he can't fight for a long time with one blow, so he must use the hidden sword to kill the enemy with the power of the enemy, so that he can keep fighting." ”

"It's still Langtai who is smart. Feng Zhihua showed a teachable smile.

Flattering Wu was not to be outdone, and said: "In this case, then if we deceive his moves, won't we be able to easily kill him?"

Wang Langtai said: "It's not that easy. Wen Ruihong and Fu Bo can't get away now, and he is bold and careful, has rich experience in fighting methods, and took my father's sword, not only rescued Ye Qinglan and others, but also didn't hurt his roots, just the three of us, I'm afraid I can't force his hole cards. ”

Feng Zhihua couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he heard this: "Gantang, Gantang, how brainless you are, it's not worth dying like this." ”

Flattering Wu smiled: "At least let the second uncle see his weaknesses." ”

Feng Zhihua squinted over: "Gan Tang is your younger brother." ”

Flattering Wu suddenly stopped laughing, and said: "I'm afraid, what are you afraid of, there are no outsiders, and you don't know the relationship between Langtai and me." ”

Feng Zhihua said lightly: "Be careful." ”

Wang Langtai noticed a person from the water mirror, and immediately thought about it, and said excitedly: "I have a plan to definitely kill him, the second master Chengwu, come over quickly." He said in the ears of the two of them, Feng Zhihua nodded again and again, "This plan is feasible." ”

Flattering Wu couldn't help laughing and said, "Langtai, you deserve to be my best brother, you are really a ghost!"

PS: 5,000 words today, I'm so sleepy.