The sword slave who was watching only made a sword instantly put Zhang Kaifeng in a desperate situation, and his grasp of the fighter was really terrifying.

The battle method of death, Zhang Kaifeng was not surprised, his face was the same, he did not think of a retreat strategy, but forged ahead. The foot suddenly exerted force, like the power of the mountain and the earth.

The sword finger turned into a palm, one pressed the face door of the short and thin sword slave, and the other foot exerted force again, and the whole person was like a long-standing cannonball bursting out of the chamber, and in an instant, he distanced himself from a thin sword and pushed the short and thin sword slave forward.

"Uh-huh!"

The attack that had been planned for a long time would be defused by Zhang Kaifeng in this brutal way, and when he reacted, it was such a humiliating scene, and the short and thin sword slave let out bursts of angry roars from his mouth.

"What the hell is called. Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly, pressed the face of the short and thin sword slave with one palm, and said with more force.

"Ahh

The strength of the five fingers is extremely heavy, as if it is about to pinch the head of the short and thin sword slave, where can the short and thin sword slave withstand this kind of force, and let out a miserable cry. In a trance, the thin sword that followed Zhang Kaifeng fell to the ground.

"Let him go!" roared, but it was the bloated sword slave who rushed over.

Zhang Kaifeng smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Since you want it so much, then I'll give it back to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Kaifeng shook it violently and threw the short and thin sword slave out.

The short and thin sword slave flew out like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't move in the air at all, because the hateful Zhang Kaifeng not only threw him out, but slapped him on him with extremely secret means, disrupting his internal breath and making him take care of himself, just blocking the sight of the bloated sword slave from the Austrian aid.

Worried about hurting his brother, his vision was blocked, and his instinctive reaction wanted to catch his brother, the bloated sword slave subconsciously reached out to catch it.

"Whew!"

The wind suddenly rose, like thunder and frightened away, the bloated sword slave was suddenly shocked, and his mind suddenly understood Zhang Kaifeng's insidious malice, if Zhang Kaifeng was allowed to strike a fierce blow and hit the back of the short and thin sword slave, even if he didn't die, he could only lie on the bed for the rest of his life.

At the critical moment, the bloated sword slave dodged sideways, forced to draw his sword, and slashed forward.

However, just as he made a decision, he was greeted by a thin sword, as fast as lightning, and Zhang Kaifeng didn't know when to get it. Under the influence of Zhang Kaifeng's internal force, a long sword bound him, and at the same time, a palm struck at his divine court.

"Bastard!" the bloated sword slave scolded. I almost died by my own stupidity.

Zhang Kaifeng designed traps one by one, and they fell into the trap step by step without knowing it, from one of them took the initiative to fight with Zhang Kaifeng, and the other watched the battle, seemingly taking advantage of it, and in the end they found that they were fools with a small eye on them. Even when he used his sword to stop Zhang Kaifeng, he expected it, and he turned the plan to set them up. Even the saber that captured the short and thin sword slave was in his calculations.

Hurriedly exercised, trying to break free from the shackles of the rapier.

Zhang Kaifeng frowned slightly, let go of Nei Yuan, and let go of the bound sword. At the same time, he kicked on the chest of the bloated sword slave who had the door wide open, and suddenly the whole person staggered backwards and flew out.

Ignoring the churning qi and blood in his body, the bloated sword slave who was out of the dangerous distance forcibly suppressed the chaotic internal breath, hurriedly swung several swords, and forced back the bastard who rushed over with his sword qi.

Panicked out of the sword, although the sword qi was terrifying, but Zhang Kaifeng was faster, and easily avoided the attacking sword qi.

As for the short and thin sword slave who was thrown out hard, he bounced a few times after touching the ground before stopping, and he was really smashed, and his head was in pain.

Seeing Zhang Kaifeng approaching quickly, the thin sword in his hand was like a spirit snake spitting mist, which was unpredictable and gave the bloated sword slave a headache, and the ancient sword pinned to his waist was even more fearful.

The thin sword approached quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it had stabbed into his chest, and the bloated sword slave drank in a deep voice, and the whole person's robe was swollen, like an inflated ball.

"Dang!"

The ferocious sword didn't pierce the protective strength of the bloated sword slave, and it fell straight to the ground along its chest.

However, when the tip of the sword stabbed on the ground, it slid past, and the blade of the sword bent, raising the tip of the sword again.

The bloated sword slave who took the next sword with an extremely hard breath felt numb in his chest, and when he didn't have time to send out a palm, he was already a blue-faced, sinister and vicious bastard, and he even made this kind of attack.

The sword changed direction and went straight to his crotch, even if he couldn't break the protective true qi of the bloated sword slave, it would disgust him. That's why the bloated sword slave scolded him, this young junior really did everything.

With one step back, his left foot kicking away the raiser, he stepped forward and slammed his right elbow into the bastard's chest. Zhang Kaifeng didn't dodge, turned his palm between his hands to block the ferocious blow, Nei Yuan was shocked, and the majestic shock opened.

Immediately, Zhang Kaifeng's figure turned, and he actually rushed straight to the lean sword slave, and then he was fast.

"Don't think about it!" the bloated sword slave's face changed, and he hurriedly chased after him.

"Sonorous!"

Suddenly, the sound of the sword roared, and the bloated sword slave's heart jumped. In front of him, there was a cold light like the moonlight blooming brightly, and then the silver light poured out.

The sword aura is like a dragon, thick as a mountain, running through the sky and the earth, with a chilling killing intent, which makes people frightened, and many people can't help but tremble.

The incomparable sword intent, with the breath of destruction, destroys the withered and decayed, and cuts through the earth! There is nothing to stop it, and no one on the battlefield can endure that terrible killing intent. If the sky is killing, the stars are moving, and the cold is in people's bones, facing such a sword, forcing people to want to bow and bow.

Receiving the sword head-on, who can not tremble in the face of such a close sword.

The pupils of the bloated sword slave were filled with silver, and they were submerged in an instant.

"Ahh

The reckless sword qi was like a gushing river, and the waves were thousands of feet high, and only the sound of screams was heard. It made people shudder, and the people who witnessed this sword all changed color, because they didn't dare to imagine that it was sword qi.

When the sword qi dissipated, Zhang Kaifeng was a little surprised, the short and thin sword slave was torn apart by the sword qi, only the bloated sword slave was still alive, it turned out that he was wearing treasure armor, but he was not very good.

The treasure armor on his body was already in tatters, the wounds were shocking, the wounds were bleeding like an infusion, and the whole person was covered with hair, if he wasn't wearing the treasure armor, it would be difficult for him to come alive from the terrifying sword aura just now.

"Brush!"

The shadow of the step moved, Zhang Kaifeng didn't give the bloated sword slave any chance, the figure moved, and the long sword in his hand was already on the man's shoulder.

"Do you know where you lost?" Zhang Kaifeng asked softly.

"We still underestimate you Zhang Kaifeng!" the bloated sword slave gritted his teeth, extremely unwilling.

"You don't just underestimate me, you don't take me seriously at all, I said that no one can measure my Zhang Kaifeng's ability so easily, but many people don't believe it. Then, Zhang Kaifeng smiled slightly and said, "However, I like others to underestimate me, how good." ”

The bloated sword slave laughed miserably and said, "Do you think you have won? ”

"Never, no one can disobey the will of the Sword Gate, all efforts in front of the Sword Gate are in vain, that is the gap between the ants and the dragon, you Zhang Kaifeng has grown amazingly enough, but in front of it you are nothing. ”

"A bunch of minions, do you think I'm going to be scared of them?"

"Haha, kill us, you will face the core disciples of the Sword Sect, and you will have no chance of winning at that time, you ....... ”

"Poof!"

Before the words were finished, Zhang Kaifeng had already cut off with a sword, and the bloody head was completely dead with unwillingness.