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Li Qifeng's heart was silent.

The speed under his feet increased, and Li Qifeng held his sword obliquely, like a 100-meter sprint, and walked forward.

In front, more than a dozen guards were already half dead, and the corpses that were not yet completely stiff were constantly twitching, and the blood slowly flowed out, seeping into the ground and becoming dark red.

A big man, with white hair and a spear, stood in the middle of the road.

One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

Wang Pingping and the few remaining guards who could barely fight were holding weapons in their hands, guarding carefully.

"Leave Zhu Yuan, you can go!"

The white hair on his head was tied back casually, a handsome face, not happy or angry, and his voice said slowly.

"Don't think!"

The dark-skinned man spoke up.

The next moment, the spear suddenly pierced out, like lightning suddenly appearing in the night.

A powerful murderous aura filled the surroundings, and the leaves fell to the ground automatically without wind.

The sharp spear head continued to enlarge in the dark-skinned eyes of the big man, but the big man's pupils were getting smaller and smaller.

The powerful power made it difficult for the dark-skinned man to move half a step.

All that awaits is death.

Clang!

A crisp voice came out, and Dahan opened his eyes, feeling that the residual light of the setting sun was so hazy and unreal.

A figure stood in front of him.

Li Qifeng received a lightning-fast shot.

"Who are you?"

The white-haired man asked aloud with a spear on the ground.

"Sword Sect Li Qifeng!"

Li Qifeng said cautiously.

The white-haired man couldn't help but smile, and looked at Zhu Yuanwai, whose face was like earth, "I really underestimated you, and actually sought the protection of the Sword Sect." ”

Zhu Yuanwai's body trembled, and he hugged his son tightly, "Please, let us go." ”

The white-haired man smiled slightly and looked not far away.

A team of people appeared, and the front one was Zhu Yuanwai's wife.

His eyes fell on Li Qifeng's body, and the white-haired man said loudly: "You just took my spear?"

"That's the obvious. ”

Li Qifeng's voice is very soft, but he is full of confidence.

Nodding, the white-haired man's spear flickered, and he smashed it directly, like a blacksmith in a blacksmith shop making iron, familiar and calm.

On the side of his body, Li Qifeng's long sword slashed upward.

With a cold light, the tip of the sword slashed into the white-haired man's chest.

Either lose both.

Either the white-haired man chooses to retreat.

Their eyes met in an instant.

Li Qifeng's eyes were filled with endless resoluteness and decisiveness.

The white-haired man's eyes tightened, and the spear was withdrawn, blocking in front of him, stopping the advance of the tip of the sword.

"A bit of guts. ”

The white-haired man spat out a few words, and with a shake of the spear, it swept out, and the tip of the spear drew a wonderful arc, like a half-round waning moon in the night sky.

Around the waning moon, there are waves spreading.

The white-haired man used his internal force.

Taking a deep breath, Li Qifeng poured the little internal force in his body into the long sword, and in an instant, the sound of the sword roared loudly.

With a single move, Li Qifeng slashed his long sword towards the sweeping spear.

Bite!

A slight noise.

The red rays above the spear floated in the air.

The white-haired man's eyes became more and more surprised, although he used a trace of internal force, it was already very rare for Li Qifeng to dare to fight him.

"Good!"

A loud shout came out, and the spear in the white-haired man's hand shook again and again, almost instantaneously, and he stabbed out six shots in a row, and the six shots came out coherently, and the power was superimposed.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Li Qifeng's forehead, and the sword in his hand was a dangerous counterattack every time, but fortunately he could receive the attack of the spear every time.

Six attacks are performed.

The spear in the white-haired man's hand suddenly became sluggish, but a trace of unique temperament emanated from his body, and the spear, as if it grew on his body, like an arm, like a finger, was so easy to use.

A powerful pressure rushed towards him, like a prelude to a storm, dull and oppressive.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Li Qifeng closed his eyes, but his heart was completely open.

Everything around him gradually came into view, and Li Qifeng became very relaxed.

The spear drew circles in mid-air, circle after circle, like annual rings.

On the surrounding poplar trees, countless green leaves fell one after another, becoming fragmented.

A strong wind lifted the ends of Li Qifeng's hair.

The horses neighed and tried to flee.

Everything was really suppressed by him.

The white-haired man, like a mountain, slowly poured.

Collapse!

The spear burst through the air, like thunder in the midst of a sea of dark clouds.

The spear marched straight forward, with an endless momentum.

The buzzing sound is endless.

Li Qifeng stood quietly.

The spear was getting closer and closer, and the next moment, it was his throat.

At that moment, Li Qifeng raised the sword in his hand, his whole body bent down, his face was almost close to the ground, the sword in his hand was raised in reverse, and the tip of the sword blocked the path of the spear.

The sword bent exaggeratedly.

But Li Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief, his body arched, and the fierce force poured into the sword body, and the spear turned into a rebound.

"Good sword, good swordsmanship. ”

The white-haired man put away his spear and whispered faintly.

Li Qifeng smiled slightly, "Thank you for your mercy."

"Haha can break the trick of the shadowless gun, boy, you are indeed not ordinary, I like it very much, so I keep you and be my opponent. The white-haired man said freely.

Li Qifeng smiled and didn't say anything.

"Zhao Kunhao, what are you going to do?"

Mrs. Zhu, who was dressed in a strong suit, said with some displeasure.

With the spear on his shoulder, the white-haired man turned to leave.

"Poison Sanniang, I said that I would only help you once, but it doesn't mean that I will kill someone. ”

The loud voice of the white-haired man came.

Before Poison Sanniang could say anything, the faint words came again, "Don't kill this kid who fought with me, I want him to grow up and fight against me." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the horse neighed.

A bright light suddenly appeared.

A thin figure rushed towards Li Qifeng, and the speed was very fast.

The light was a dagger, and the thin figure was the thin man with hideous scars on his face that Li Qifeng had ever seen.

Li Qifeng's expression changed in shock, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

The thin man flashed easily, and the dagger stabbed Li Qifeng's throat.

A cruel smile appeared on the hideous face.

Li Qifeng wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The sword in his hand was raised, and Li Qifeng tried to stop it.

In an instant, a mouthful of hot blood sprayed on Li Qifeng's face, and the silver-white tip of the spear appeared on the chest of the thin man.

The spear flicked, and the body of the thin man was still in the depths of the dense forest.

"I said don't kill this kid, why don't you listen!"

Zhao Kunhao shook his head helplessly, his long sword fell, blood beads rolled down, and he strode away.

Poison Sanniang's expression became ugly, and she looked at the back of the departing figure, and her expression struggled for a long time.

"Zhao Kunhao, you will regret it. ”

The whispered words of gritting her teeth came from the mouth of Poison Sanniang, and her expression became fierce.