"Cutting the sky and drawing the sword, give me death!"

Guo Jing shouted lowly, the blade was in the direction, the knife qi gushed vertically and horizontally, and several fan-shaped knife qi about five meters wide erupted from the Qinglong knife in Guo Jing's hand, with a whistling sound, cutting through the void and slashing towards Jiang Feng.

The originally gloomy sky, under Guo Jing's knife, was a rare glimmer of light, as if the sky above his head was cut out by Guo Jing's knife, and an extremely depressed aura of slaughter filled the entire sky in an instant.

"Heaven Cutting Sword Drawing Technique, is it an evolved version of the Sword Drawing Technique?" Jiang Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and then he drank in a low voice: "First sword." ”

Jiang Feng took out his sword, and instantly slashed out several swords, exerting all kinds of mystical changes in the first sword of Da Luo's Nine Swords to the extreme. He didn't dare to be careless, in the face of this Heaven Cutting Sword Drawing Technique, Jiang Feng felt a great threat.

"Boom-boom-"

Guo Jing's sword qi exploded after coming into contact with Jiang Feng's sword qi, and the air seemed to be torn apart, forming a vacuum. On the periphery of the vacuum zone, chaotic air currents mixed with sword qi and sword qi shot out in all directions, making a sneering sound of breaking the air.

Ordinary ancient martial arts cultivators with low cultivation could only escape far away under such a sharp airflow, otherwise even if they were shot by a jet, they would definitely be strangled here in an instant.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to be careless, he knew very well how powerful Guo Jing's slashing and drawing sword technique was, if it was placed a month ago, he would definitely have failed miserably in an instant against Guo Jing's move.

"Break it for me!" The long sword in Jiang Feng's hand shook and stabbed on Guo Jing's Qinglong knife.

"Bang!"

The huge impact sound punctured the eardrum, Jiang Feng was shocked and flew back more than ten meters away, and after landing on the ground, a trace of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured.

And Guo Jing didn't get the slightest benefit, his whole person, like a kite with a broken string, was thrown out horizontally, and he fell out more than 20 meters before falling heavily to the ground.

"Jiang Feng, how does my knife taste?" Guo Jing got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a gloomy face.

The Cutting Heaven Drawing Technique was Guo Jing's last killing move, he didn't expect that he was forced to use this move, and the result was only a slight injury to Jiang Feng, and it did not hurt his roots, which made him extremely shocked in his heart, but Guo Jing also knew that his knife was enough to deter Jiang Feng, so he would say such a thing to hide the shock in his heart.

"General. Jiang Feng said.

"Really?" Guo Jing smiled coldly and said: "At this time, you still dare to be hard-mouthed, you need to know that I have a total of two moves in this slashing and drawing sword, and you only took me with a knife, do you have the confidence to take me another knife?"

"Maybe I can't catch it, but unfortunately, do you still have the strength to perform the next sword?" Jiang Feng said lightly.

The sneer on the corner of Guo Jing's mouth just emerged, and it was completely frozen, Jiang Feng was right, he really couldn't use the next knife, if he wasn't injured, he could, but now he was not lightly injured, and the wound on his chest, after the knife just now, was completely cracked, and Bai Sensen's ribs could almost be seen.

Of course, if he fought to the death, he could indeed make another knife, but there was no guarantee that he could kill Jiang Feng with one sword, and the consequence was likely that the wound on his chest would be completely torn, and his stomach would fall out of his stomach.

That would be too risky, unless it was a last resort, Guo Jing definitely didn't want to fight with Jiang Feng, and he didn't think that Jiang Feng was worth doing it himself.

"Your eyesight is good, but so what, now that you have all your hole cards, you are strong in the middle, and I want to leave you behind, it's not a difficult thing. Guo Jing said with a cruel smile.

"It turns out that the Heaven Slashing Sword Drawing Technique is your last backhand?" Jiang Feng asked in a deep voice.

"No, what, what?" Guo Jing's eyes narrowed, shining with a sharp light, not admitting it, but also not denying it.

"Whether it's or not, you're going to die today. Jiang Feng didn't care so much, he had to admit that Guo Jing was indeed a strong and dangerous opponent, and he could be called the number one strong enemy since his rebirth, just as Guo Jing believed that he was a threat and was bent on eradicating him, in his eyes, Guo Jing was not a threat? Guo Jing was not dead, and he was uneasy.

Moreover, Jiang Feng would not be so arrogant that he would really wait until Guo Jing used the second sword of the Heaven Cutting Knife Drawing Technique before killing him, that would be too risky, one was not good, even if he killed Guo Jing in the end, he might be seriously injured, and the current situation did not allow him to take such a risk.

When the words fell, Jiang Feng's figure had disappeared on the spot, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Guo Jing, and with a swipe of the long sword in his hand, he wiped it towards Guo Jing's neck.

"Jiang Feng, you can't kill me. Guo Jing roared angrily, and the Qinglong Knife slashed out more than a dozen knives without gaps, and more than a dozen knives fell, and within a dozen zhang in front of him, there were sword shadows everywhere, trying to block Jiang Feng's attack.

But soon, Guo Jing sensed that something was not right, a cold light, and at some point, it actually broke through the knife qi and approached his neck.

"No! help me!" Guo Jing yelled.

At this moment, his face changed drastically, and there had never been a moment when death was so close to him, so that this roar was hoarse.

A whip wind suddenly appeared from behind Jiang Feng, the long whip hung with a barb, under the light of the afterglow of the setting sun, it shone with a jet black light, obviously quenched with poison, and the long whip rolled down and rolled towards Jiang Feng's neck.

Almost at the same time, another sword light suddenly flashed, this sword light seemed to have been cut down from under the sky, sharp and incomparable, and took Jiang Feng's right hand.

The attacks of the two weapons appeared silently, and as soon as they appeared, they were all killing moves, Jiang Feng's face turned cold, at this moment, he finally understood what Guo Jing's real back move was, not the sword cutting technique, but another help.

"Get out of here!" Jiang Feng put away his sword, and then between the lightning and the stone and fire, two swords stabbed out, one sword stabbed on the long whip that came and forced the long whip back, and the other sword stabbed on the slashed long sword, forcing the sword away.

The attack retreated as soon as it was blown, and two figures appeared in Jiang Feng's line of sight.

These were two old men, about sixty years old, one of whom had gray hair, sallow skin, and cloudy pupils, and was the one with the whip, and the other was with short black hair.

After the sneak attack of these two, Jiang Feng was forced to retreat, Guo Jing won a chance to breathe, and the figure hurriedly retreated, directly retreating more than ten meters away, his face was cloudy, and the palpitation of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made his expression look a little hideous.

"Elder Xu, Elder Qiao, thank you two for your help, Guo Jing is grateful. Guo Jing clasped his hands into fists and said loudly.

"Guo Jing, are you okay?" asked the sturdy old man who was called Xu Lao, his voice was like a bell, his momentum was extraordinary, it is not difficult to imagine that when he was young, he was also a heroic figure.

"It's okay, I can't die for the time being. Guo Jing exhaled a breath of turbid air and said slowly.

Then, Guo Jing took out a pill, swallowed it, and briefly recovered from his injuries before looking at Jiang Feng again and said, "Jiang Feng, I have to say, you surprised me again, you should know that I didn't want to be so troublesome." ”

Of course, Jiang Feng heard Guo Jing's meaning, Guo Jing wanted to kill him with his own hands, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it, and even almost fell into his hands, he didn't want to die, so he had to seek foreign aid, and it was very easy to know that the so-called Qiao Lao and Xu Lao had actually been ambushed in the shadows, but the two of them had collected their own breath very well, that is, Jiang Feng had never found out.

Naturally, it can be seen from this that these two people are both masters, even if they are slightly inferior to Guo Jing, they will definitely not be too far behind, otherwise, they are ambushed nearby, and they will not be able to escape Jiang Feng's ears and eyes no matter what.

"Elder Xu, Elder Qiao, are you from the Xu family and the Qiao family?" Jiang Feng did not answer Guo Jing's question, but instead looked at the two old men and asked in a deep voice.

"It seems that you have done too much wrong, and you are very sensitive to these two surnames, and we have guessed our origin before we have even introduced ourselves. Qiao Laoyin, who had sallow skin, said testimoniously.

His expression was cloudy, and although his pupils were cloudy, his eyes staring at Jiang Feng were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

"Why don't you say that you are sensitive to me?" Jiang Feng scoffed at his words, and said very unimpressed.

"You have repeatedly provoked my Qiao family, humiliated my son Qiao Zhifei in public, not to mention, but even killed my grandson Qiao Zhenming, killed my disciple Qiao Yan, and have already formed a mortal enmity with my Qiao family, if you want to say that I am sensitive to your name, then you are not wrong. Qiao Lao said coldly, with a faint anger on his face.

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, and said quite funny: "It is said that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, this is really reasonable, the people of the Qiao family, if they really get your inheritance, they are all so indistinguishable from right and wrong, do they come when they open their mouths? Why don't you say it, why should I kill them?"

"I don't need to ask, since you killed someone, give me my life. Qiao Lao said very domineeringly.

"If you want to kill me, then you have to see if you have the ability. Jiang Feng's face turned cold and said, and then, Jiang Feng's gaze fell on Xu Lao's body.

Without waiting for Jiang Feng to speak, Xu Lao just said coldly: "In front of me, you are not qualified to get away with anything, I mean the same as Qiao Lao, killing people pays for life, it is justified." ”

Although compared to the Qiao family, the loss of the Xu family is slightly smaller, after all, Xu Chengde is not dead, but he was abolished by Jiang Feng, but only a Xu Kun died, but unlike Qiao Yan who is a disciple of Qiao Lao, that Xu Kun is the son of Xu Lao. The son was killed, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and Xu Lao's hatred for Jiang Feng would definitely not be half a point less than Qiao Lao.

Yes, although he said this simply, he had already made up his mind in his heart that he must not let Jiang Feng die too happily, and he must torture Jiang Feng to death, otherwise, he will not be able to eliminate the pain and hatred in his heart!