"Yifeng (Yang Yifeng), be careful." Wang Yiming's faces changed in unison, and everyone shouted urgently.

The so-called ten thousand exercises, only fast and not broken. The man's speed and attack angle were fast and ruthless, and Wang Yiming and the others who watched it couldn't help but change color in unison, such a speed of shooting was weird, and even Feixue, who was born as a killer, sighed to himself.

Originally, Yang Yifeng's momentum of the knife had already surprised everyone, but he didn't expect that the man who led the team in the Shangguan family was a hidden master, so it was a pity not to be a killer from this one.

Yang Yifeng was also shocked, only a blue knife light was seen in his eyes, and his whole body was as cold as being targeted by a poisonous snake. However, he has practiced Tai Chi since he was a child, and his state of mind is not comparable to ordinary people, perhaps the more dangerous the moment, the more he can stimulate people's potential, or the desire to survive. The spiritual platform was suddenly empty, not dodging or dodging, the wrist was flipped, and the unicorn golden knife was pushed horizontally, slashing towards the man's head.

At the same time, the right foot bent and raised, and a lightning kick hit the man's lower abdomen.

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, his move was originally just a false move, which was to force the opponent to panic, so as to expose the weakness of his body, and hit it with one blow. But he didn't expect Yang Yifeng to brake statically without revealing any flaws.

He could slash through Yang Yifeng's throat with a knife and kill Yang Yifeng, but he himself would also accompany him to his life, even if he dodged the golden knife, he couldn't avoid the attack on the lower abdomen, the golden knife was terrifying, and the strength of Yang Yifeng's kick was also amazing, before the foot arrived, the strong wind had already attacked his lower abdomen.

His feet slammed into the air, the man's waist twisted, and his figure passed sideways beside Yang Yifeng, landing behind Yang Yifeng.

"Yang Yifeng, very good, you are the first master I met when I stepped into the innate realm to excite me, although you are very strong, but I will let you see the gap between the innate realm and the acquired realm today, I will let you die clearly." The man sneered, held the blue dagger in his backhand, turned to stare at Yang Yifeng and said.

"What? Is he a congenital master? Yan Dong's face changed again, and he exclaimed.

"Big brother, it's over, I didn't expect the Shangguan family to have such a young innate master, how can I fight this." The prodigal son stomped his foot in discouragement, and his face darkened.

Although the Thirteen Taibao have their own unique knowledge, they are also outstanding figures among the top masters of the day after tomorrow, but everyone knows that there is a world of difference between themselves and the innate masters. Yang Yifeng's real strength may only be known a little bit about Yan Dong, but his realm is only the peak master of the day after tomorrow, even if he has a golden knife that can dominate the master of the day after tomorrow, but when he encounters a congenital master, he is also not sure of winning.

Aimir looked at Ximen Wuya beside her with a solemn face, her eyes were full of worry, although she didn't know what the concept of an innate master was, but at this time, she also saw that the situation was not good, and couldn't help but whisper to the Brothers Grimm beside her: "If Yang Yifeng encounters danger, you will give me a shot, and if you can't match the other party by force, use the gun in your hand." ”

As a killer, the Brothers Grimm are not only very strong in close quarters, but also very good at marksmanship, in the dictionary of killers, they don't care about the means, as long as they can kill people, they will do anything. In this situation, they don't pay attention to the spirit of martial arts, nodding, the two brothers have secretly put their hands into their waists and touched the handle of the gun.

Feixue was also worried about Yang Yifeng's safety, her eyes were hot, the short dagger had already appeared in her hand, and she was ready to rescue Yang Yifeng when her situation was critical.

Yang Yifeng turned around and stared at the man tightly, after the thrilling move just now, it seemed that he had walked between life and death, there was not the slightest fear in his heart, but the blood in his body was gradually burning, his eyes showed a scorching essence, the golden knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and the momentum of his body began to skyrocket, and his emaciated body looked much taller at this time.

Yang Yifeng's change made the man's eyes flash with surprise again, he snorted and smiled, and said: "No wonder Shangguan Wenhao's waste material would be defeated in your hands, if I hadn't broken through the innate realm not long ago, I'm afraid I wouldn't be your opponent, very good, killing someone like you will be more passionate." ”

"Nonsense, I want to see how powerful the Innate Realm is." Yang Yifeng snorted lightly, his whole body tensed up like a cheetah, and his eyes were full of strong battle intent.

"Hehe, I admire your calm mentality, but you are dead. Do it. The man smiled, his eyes were cold, and his figure quickly bounced towards Yang Yifeng.

At the same time, the alliance players who were holding torches around also rushed towards Wang Yiming and others, and a battle began in the mountains and forests.

Yang Yifeng didn't expect the other party's scheming to be so deep, and in order to disturb his own heart and let the melee come in advance, he was slightly stunned, the man had already arrived in front of him, the blue short dagger was condensed with killing intent, and the cold blade was already close at hand.

Yang Yifeng's figure retreated, the golden knife swept, and the knife was urged, slashing at the man's waist and abdomen, which was another move that ended in the same end.

Dodging to the side again, the man's face turned cold, after stepping into the innate realm, his reaction and speed have changed qualitatively, but in the face of Yang Yifeng's lose-lose play, he was very angry. The ruler is long, the inch is short, and the blue dagger is a sharp weapon for close-quarters killing, but the unicorn golden knife in Yang Yifeng's hand gave him pressure.

Maybe Yang Yifeng can't understand the power of the golden knife, but the man who fought against him has a personal experience, it is worthy of being the third treasure in the weapon spectrum, the knife qi emitted by the golden knife can hurt people, after all, Yang Yifeng is also a master of the peak of the day after tomorrow, the internal force urges the golden knife, the knife qi is more and more substantial, the knife has not arrived, the blade is killed, and the man has felt the pain of the skin.

"It's a pity that a good knife is too wasteful to fall into your hands, kill you, and this knife will be mine." After the man finished speaking, he pounced on Yang Yifeng again.

Instead of retreating, Yang Yifeng's blood boiled, and the golden knife once again picked up the golden knife flower, and the knife was as fast as thunder, and slashed diagonally at the man's chest.

The man's figure was as fast as lightning, and he had already reached Yang Yifeng's side, and the blue short dagger stabbed at Yang Yifeng's arm holding the knife.

Although the speed was slower than the man's beat, Yang Yifeng slashed out, his heart moved at will, the knife momentum drove the body, with his left foot as the axis, Yang Yifeng's body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the golden knife slashed at the man's back again.

This is the uniqueness of the second thunder style of the Thunder Thirteen Slashes, the knife is like thunder landing, the knife momentum drives the body, the whole body strength is infused into the knife body, and the perfect integration of the knife and the person. This move, also known as sweeping the entire army, is the most courageous move when dealing with the danger of being surrounded by an army.

The man's blue short dagger had already stabbed Yang Yifeng's arm, but Yang Yifeng, who was spinning, did not stop at all, the golden knife had reached his back in the blink of an eye, and there was a stabbing pain in his back, the man's face changed, and his body quickly fell forward.

After landing, the man felt a cold pain in his back, he knew that he was injured, if he hadn't fallen in time, I was afraid that he would end up being beheaded.

Turning over, the man's face turned pale, and although he couldn't see the injury on his back, he knew that the injury was not light.

At this time, Yang Yifeng's face was also pale, covering his arm with one hand, and half of his sleeves had been stained red with blood. The arm was originally stabbed by the man's blue dagger, but the rotation of his body was too fast, and the blue dagger cut his arm, and he was also seriously injured, and one arm was so heavy that he couldn't lift it.

"Hehe, it turns out that the master of the Innate Realm is nothing more than that, if you want to kill me, you can't live." A hideous sneer erupted in Yang Yifeng's eyes, and the golden knife had already reached the other hand, staggering towards the man.

At this time, the surrounding melee was fierce, although there was a gap in the number of the two sides, but the overall combat effectiveness of the 13th Taibao and the French team was very strong, and 30 people dealt with more than 40 alliance players, without falling behind, and the shouting of killing was deafening.

"You madman, it's good, since you want to die, then I'll fulfill you." The man endured the sharp pain in his back, tightened the blue dagger in his hand, and pointed at Yang Yifeng.

Yang Yifeng's eyes were full of crazy killing intent, even he didn't know that he was so thirsty for killing in his bones, perhaps it was the danger of the environment that inspired his inner fury, his miserable white face revealed the perseverance of not admitting defeat, and the golden knife was raised high again.

"Kill—" The two of them roared at the same time, and they collided again.

The golden knife slashed through the man's arm, a miserable scream came, the man retreated sharply, his head was covered with cold sweat, and the arm he held the knife was actually cut off by Yang Yifeng with a knife shoulder to shoulder.

And Yang Yifeng also had a painful look on his face, but a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was stabbed in the chest by a man, and blood was gushing outward.

"Yes-no-yes-scared? Don't want to die? I don't lose a life for a life. Yang Yifeng even changed his voice a little, and after finishing with great difficulty, he staggered towards the man, gritted his teeth and raised the golden knife with difficulty.

The man stepped back again and again, his eyes were full of fear, he felt the fear of death for the first time in his life, he never imagined that he would meet Yang Yifeng, a madman, today, to be honest, he really didn't want to die.

"Die!" Yang Yifeng no longer had the strength to walk in front of the man again, and the golden knife flew out of his hand, piercing the man's chest fiercely.

"You—" The man's eyes widened unwillingly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell backwards.

Seeing the man fall, Yang Yifeng also fell backwards weakly. An urgent shout came from his ears, and Blizzard rushed right behind him and hugged him.

"Yifeng-" Feixue hugged Yang Yifeng tightly, her heart seemed to be broken, and she cried loudly.

Yang Yifeng showed a smile of relief, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.