The sound of killing stirred the four wilderness, and the four figures on the wilderness echoed and killed, after experiencing the battle with bloodthirsty, Zhang Kaifeng's situation was no longer so passive, the light saber moves were domineering, and the magic sword dao sword moves rushed out, one person alone against three people, and he did not fall behind at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Is this what bloodthirsty people can do?" Zhang Kaifeng sneered during the battle.

The three of them were armed with blood-dripping swords, and one of them slashed with his sword, and his voice was always cold: "The frog at the bottom of the well." ”

The long sword shook, and the sword qi shook out, and the three sword qi headed towards the three bloodthirsty killers. The bloodthirsty three killers slashed forward with blood-dripping long swords, the iron sword broke through the sword qi, and three figures swept by, and the three sword rays pointed at Zhang Kaifeng's three vital points.

Jumping into the air to avoid the sword, and the three bloodthirsty killers also jumped up at the same time, swinging their swords and slashing, the four figures swung their swords in mid-air to fight, Zhang Kaifeng's mind became more and more calm, and each sword he swung out was extremely accurate, sparks burst out, and the cold light Dao was like a meteor transiting.

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

Four figures fell from the sky, the murderous aura was so strong that it could not be dissolved, these three bloodthirsty killers were very strong in martial arts cultivation, and the means of assassination were better than the previous two, and their skills were even more profound.

Can't spend it here, Zhang Kaifeng's mind is flowing, those gangsters don't give him much time, if he doesn't arrive as agreed, he will definitely think that he is weak-hearted, and the chase order will continue.

"Brush!"

The afterimage flickered, Zhang Kaifeng didn't choose to fight, and rushed out into the distance with light skills.

"Stop him!" the three bloodthirsty killers exclaimed.

The four Changshan four sons who were watching the battle only felt a shock and a breeze blowing, and after fixing their eyes on Zhang Kaifeng's figure had come to them, he was covered in cold sweat, if Zhang Kaifeng made a move, they would definitely not be able to stop it, but unexpectedly he didn't make a move.

And when Zhang Kaifeng crossed over to the thin man, the corners of his mouth moved, revealing a mysterious smile, which made Chang Shan Sizi puzzled, but in a blink of an eye, his figure had already appeared outside the zhang.

The three figures behind him were in hot pursuit, all looking at Zhang Kaifeng in front of them intently, and at this moment, a miserable scream sounded, which shocked the people of Changshan Sizi. The lean man struck a sudden stab, slicing a bloodthirsty killer in the back with a deep stab that would have been enough to decapitate him if the bloodthirsty killer hadn't reacted too quickly.

"Third brother, what are you doing!" The boss of the four sons of Changshan was furious, how could he give a knife in a good manner, this is the existence of provoking the killing god, it is tantamount to asking for a dead end, and if you don't do it, your sect will be wiped out.

"Brush!"

Just when everyone was stunned, Zhang Kaifeng moved, and the six illusions of the phoenix dance were unleashed, breaking through the void with a light sword, and stabbing at the injured bloodthirsty with a sword.

"Look for death!" a bloodthirsty man slashed at with a sword.

Zhang Kaifeng's body suddenly dispersed, the bloodthirsty sword missed, and Zhang Kaifeng's sword stabbed.

"How can I make you get your wish!" The bloodthirsty killer's eyes were full of cold light, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and the long sword in his hand slashed diagonally, fighting to the death for his life.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Kaifeng sneered: "Demon Blade!"

The demon blade shook with a decisive killing intent, this cold killing intent was actually not weaker than the bloodthirsty murderous aura, a sword full of murderous aura, the power of a sword was a thousand pounds, and it directly cut off the killer's long sword, and the sword resulted in the bloodthirsty killer.

"Where to go!" Seeing that Zhang Kaifeng was about to flee again, the remaining two bloodthirsty killers were furious.

"Stop them!" Zhang Kaifeng snorted, and the lean man drew his knife and slashed out his sword qi, heading towards the two bloodthirsty.

"Destroy you!" the two bloodthirsty men were furious.

Chang Shan's four sons' expressions changed, and their original intentions were forced to change: "Kill them, otherwise we won't be able to live!"

The four sons of Changshan were forced to fight, and Zhang Kaifeng took advantage of the chaos to flee here, and fled without looking back, regardless of whether the four sons of Changshan could resist bloodthirsty, but the bloodthirsty strength he was able to comprehend, and it was estimated that he could not stop it, and soon disappeared into the wilderness, and his figure disappeared completely.

Zhang Kaifeng ran quickly in the wilderness, he did not follow the original route, but changed the route, since his whereabouts were exposed, there must have been someone ambushed on the road ahead.

Suddenly, a cold murderous aura rushed out, and a figure fell from the sky, making Zhang Kaifeng hurriedly stop his figure, and the person who came revealed his true face, the person who came was a middle-aged man, dressed in a brocade and jade robe, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, obviously from an extraordinary background.

"Why did the seniors block the way for no reason!" Zhang Kaifeng's expression tightened, but his tone was also much more respectful: "May I ask the senior's surname." “

The middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, his breath was extremely strong, obviously a strong man who refined qi and transformed gods, he stared at Zhang Kaifeng, this kind of spiritual oppression of the difference in the realm made people feel that it was difficult to suffocate, this is the so-called martial arts will, and it has been refined into a personal will.

The so-called martial arts will is actually the will condensed by the spirit of people who practice martial arts, such as fist intent, sword intent, sword intent, etc., even if Zhang Kaifeng is brave and refined all the way, he is still only on the edge, and the sword intent is just scratching the surface.

Just as he was about to leave, a strong killing intent rushed over, making the real Zhang Kaifeng's expression change, and he had to stop, the middle-aged man said coldly: "Did I say you could go?"

"What does that senior mean?" Zhang Kaifeng was angry, but did not show it on his face.

"Stay away from Murong Tianxue in the future, she is not worthy of a country boy like you. The middle-aged man said coldly.

Zhang Kaifeng suddenly realized that this person was from the Murong family, but there were not many people who knew that he had a relationship with Murong Tianxue, and Murong Shangbei was one of them, as he expected, this person must have something to do with Murong Shangbei.

The middle-aged man's next words really confirmed what Zhang Kaifeng thought in his heart, and the man said: "Murong Tianxue will definitely marry my nephew Shangbei in the future, and I, Murong Feng, came here today to tell you and put away your thoughts." ”

"The younger generation understands the gap in identity, so naturally they won't move that mind. Zhang Kaifeng responded: "Juniors can go!"

"Of course, but you'll have to keep your sword. ”

Zhang Kaifeng's face changed, and he said: "This sword is a family heirloom, please redeem the younger generation and can't agree." ”

"Then you are determined to be the enemy of the Murong family!" Murong Feng's face sank: "Leave the sword, otherwise you will die!"

"It seems that the predecessor is fake with a sword, and he wants my life to be true. Zhang Kaifeng said angrily.

"Just ants still dare to bargain, today I will teach you a lesson!" Murong Feng said.

"I'm afraid that you won't succeed, rely on the old and sell the old. Zhang Kaifeng was also aroused.

"Bold!" Murong Feng was furious.

"Kill!" shouted angrily, Zhang Kaifeng drew his sword and took the lead.

Catching up with the sword blade with one hand, Murong Feng's gangster's internal force exploded, shaking Zhang Kaifeng's light sword, breaking in with one arm, his palm breaking through the wind in the blink of an eye, retreating violently, Zhang Kaifeng swung out a sword light.

Grabbing the sword qi with one palm and pinching and exploding, the speed of the fist rush was extremely fast, the speed of Zhang Kaifeng's retreat was not comparable to the speed of Murong Feng's punch, and the sword body of the light sword in front of him obviously showed a trace of arc.

Murong Feng's fist shook slightly, and Zhang Kaifeng flew out upside down like a cannonball, and the punch power that erupted from his fist came out from the light sword and rushed into his body, and his internal organs were churning, making his face pale for a while.

The moment he landed, the fist came again, the fist wind tore through the air and made a whistling sound, Zhang Kaifeng adjusted his mind and concentrated on it, this time he avoided the fist, and his waist sank to urge out the light sword, stabbing towards Murong Feng's chest. Surprised, or surprised, Murong Feng's expression remained unchanged, and when the tip of the sword was about to pierce his clothes, his figure suddenly retreated, and at this moment, a sword light shot out from the tip of the light-containing sword.

A roar sounded, and a rolling true qi appeared around Murong Feng's body, and the true qi crushed the sword into nothingness like an exploding qi wave, and Zhang Kaifeng was also impacted by this qi wave, and his body retreated again and again.

Murong Feng didn't wait for Zhang Kaifeng to rest and recuperate, and launched an attack again, a strong aura came all over the world, and his fists were still unpretentious, but Zhang Kaifeng was now a big enemy, and the light sword had to resist head-on, and this fist combined with Murong Feng's aura completely blocked his route to move, forcing him to face the enemy head-on.

Every sword didn't dare to be distracted, however, just as Murong Feng shook Zhang Kaifeng with a punch, his pupils shrank as he was breathless, and a huge fist appeared above his head, and the breath on the fist was surging, making his body obviously feel a sinking.

"Hmph, is this the case with the magic sword?" Murong Feng sneered, his fist continuing to press down.

His face turned pale in an instant, and the internal breath in Zhang Kaifeng's body was suppressed by Murong Feng's fist, and he suddenly didn't run smoothly, and a sword swing out suddenly failed.