Lin Feiyang vividly described what it means to be a flexible fat man with action.

He held a long sword, relying on the advantage of weapons, moving up and down, and for a while, he was inseparable from Gao He.

There is no big opening and closing of the fantasy world, nor is it as earth-shattering as the Xianxia world, but every move and style is a naked killing machine, and they want to kill each other mercilessly.

The sword breaks through the air, and the clothes hunt.

One is tall and one is short, one is old and one is strong, and at this moment he seems to be the only protagonist in heaven and earth.

What made Chen Jingle even more sideways was that Gao He, with a pair of palms, really fought against Lin Feiyang without falling behind, and even had an advantage.

The palm of the hand and the long sword collided, making a "sonorous" metal crashing sound.

Chen Jingle's eyes widened, this is what Gao Junyi said, a thousand silk jade Buddha hands?

Terrible!

Seeing the duel of the top masters of this martial arts copy for the first time, Chen Jingle was extremely excited.

Although this world is only in the low-martial stage, Gao He and Lin Feiyang's combat power is close to the top of this world, and it happens to be the peak that Chen Jingle can understand at present.

If it's a higher level, he won't be able to understand it.

Chen Jingle's eyes didn't blink, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.

For him, such a master duel scene is rare to see.

What I lack most is the experience of confronting others, I have not experienced the test of life and death, and I can't appreciate the strength and potential that erupts in the fight between life and death.

However, Chen Jingle carefully noticed that Lin Feiyang had begun to gasp for breath, while Gao He was still idle.

You must know that Gao He's hair is white.

I didn't expect the gap between the two to be so big.

"It's not even as good as an old man, it's really useless!"

Chen Jingle despised Lin Feiyang, the villain, in his heart, and subconsciously ignored the fact that he couldn't beat this old man.

Ahem, I respect the old and love the young, right?

Gao He still had time to speak: "Don't you understand? What you did was wrong from beginning to end!"

He looked at Lin Feiyang's eyes, in addition to being fierce and fierce, there was also regret.

Lin Feiyang, who used to be his right-hand man, has fallen to the point where he is today, in fact, he also has part of the responsibility.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything.

Lin Feiyang gradually lost his support, but still laughed: "Don't talk about those bullshit truths! Truth can be eaten as food, can it be used as silver and two flowers? The law of the rivers and lakes is the law of the rivers and lakes!"

Gao He sighed: "Stubborn. ”

He didn't speak anymore, but his hand moved a little faster.

If it weren't for the nostalgia of the old love, he would have ended this battle a long time ago.

"Poof......

Gao He finally seized the opportunity and imprinted a palm on Lin Feiyang's chest, beating him to the point of blood spraying wildly, and staggering back.

"Die!"

Who knew that Lin Feiyang didn't care about Gao He, but took advantage of the power of this palm to jump and pounce on Gao Junyi with a sword.

"Gao He, even if I die, I want you to regret it for the rest of your life, and slowly grow old in remorse and torment until you die!" Lin Feiyang's face was hideous, and his eyes were full of madness.

A few zhang distance, in a blink of an eye.

Everyone's faces changed greatly, and no one expected this change.

Gao He's eyes were cracking: "Lin, fly, Yang!"

Gao Junyi, who was shrouded in the death crisis, was even more drenched in cold sweat.

Although Lin Feiyang's strength is not as good as Gao He, he is much better than Gao Junyi in the year of the weak crown, even if he is injured now, he is still a master of the Qinglong Gang.

No refund!

Gao Junyi gritted his teeth, countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and he was ready to fight for his life.

Chen Jingle, who was also in the attack range, was even more cold. The sharp sword aura seemed to cut through the skin.

Dangerous!

His eyes widened, looking at a sword that seemed to have nowhere to dodge, and with a "boom", something seemed to explode in his brain.

In the world in front of him, there is only this sword left, and nothing else, as if it has slowed down countless times.

The sharp chill from the tip of the sword pierced into the marrow.

Chen Jingle instinctively drew the knife, the horizontal knife came out of the sheath, and the edge flashed. I couldn't think about it too much, so I could only grit my teeth and use all my strength to slash at Lin Feiyang.

The action is even faster than Gao Junyi.

Eight methods in the well, military deception!

Kill!

At the moment of life and death, Chen Jingle was forced to use the knife technique used to save his life.

From beginning to end, he never blinked, his eyes stared at Lin Feiyang.

At this time, you must not be cowardly, once you coax, you can only die!

But even if it is death, he must see clearly how he died!

Everyone present only saw a burst of bright cold light lit up, as if the heavens and the earth were all lost. Lin Feiyang, who rushed forward from the front, was the first to bear the brunt, and couldn't help but squint for a while, except for the endless light, there was nothing else.

The people who were originally attracted by Gao He's fight with Lin Feiyang were shocked in the face of this cold light at this moment.

Because from this knife, they felt the breath of death. Dealing with this knife by yourself is not the slightest way to crack it.

Terrible!

Instantly drenched in cold sweat.

But Lin Feiyang, who was in the sword light, was vigilant in his heart, but he didn't take it to heart. In his opinion, although this knife is good, it is not enough to threaten his life.

His goal has been Gao Junyi from beginning to end.

"Ahh

However, only a scream was heard, and a figure quickly retreated.

It's Lin Feiyang.

I saw him holding a sword in one hand and covering his stomach with the other.

There was a wound more than a foot long, and blood gushed out wildly, quickly staining the shirt red.

The long sword in his hand was only half cut off, and half of it was left in place.

"Hey, such a divine soldier!"

Everyone took a big breath and looked at the horizontal knife in Chen Jingle's hand, their eyes wide.

It was actually a knife that cut off the long sword, and then slashed Lin Feiyang!

You must know that the long sword in Lin Feiyang's hand, although it is not a famous sword, was also bought from someone else at a high price, but a face-to-face kung fu actually made that kid cut it off with a knife?

And his knife was unscathed!

This......

Everyone suddenly felt that their brains were not enough.

What's going on?

"The knife just now already contains the true meaning of the knife!"

When everyone heard this, they were even more shocked.

If Lin Feiyang realized the sword intent, everyone would be surprised at most, but they would definitely not be shocked, after all, he was a famous master.

But the young man in front of him, at a young age, actually realized the intent of the knife?

Everyone present was dizzy, looking at each other, they could only envy and jealousy in their hearts, and suddenly felt that they had really lived to dogs for most of their lives!

Lin Feiyang staggered back, the corners of his mouth were bloody, the ribs in his chest were broken, and the newly added serious injury made him unable to hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

Blood is still flowing from the lower abdomen, and the consequence of blood loss is shortness of breath and blackness in front of your eyes.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and finally he smiled miserably: "I didn't expect that someone in my Lin would hunt geese all day long, but in the end a little sparrow was pecked blind." ”

laughed at himself, looked at Chen Jingle's eyes full of complex emotions such as resentment, hatred, and helplessness, and finally turned into a long sigh.

Gao He arrived with a gloomy face, his beard and hair open, like an angry lion.

He kicked the numb tendon of Lin Feiyang's elbow, and half of the long sword fell to the ground.

"You, very good, worthy of the title of 'Poisonous Dragon'!" Gao He's voice was cold.

Just now, he almost lost his dear grandson.

The loss of his son in his early years had already made him feel the pain of his skin, and if his only grandson died again, then his life would be meaningless.

"I, Gao He, have always promised to be trustworthy, saying that if I don't leave you a whole corpse, I will never leave it. ”

Gao He's voice was indifferent, picking up the broken sword that originally belonged to Lin Feiyang under his feet, and with a flash of cold light, a big head rolled to the ground.

Qinglong helped Lin Fei raise his head, his eyes were round, and he didn't blink to death.