Ouyang Li was originally close, and the momentum was rapid, Mo Fei was strong under the pressure, and he could only barely turn sideways to avoid the vital point of his back. But when the shoulder was hit like this, it was also unsteady.

As a fierce blood force rushed into his body, Mo Fei's breathing was instantly disordered, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

In fact, even if there was no collision with Ouyang Li, Mo Fei would have been unable to hold on.

Before Mo Fei could swing his sword to resist, with the sound of wind in his ears, a thick-soled boot kicked Mo Fei his temple.

Bang, it sounded like thunder in Mo Fei's ears, Mo Fei's fragile head couldn't withstand such a huge force at all, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted directly.

Mo Fei fell to the ground, his headache splitting, his limbs fluttering, and he struggled to stand up, but his right hand holding the sword suddenly trembled, began to lose strength, and some could not hold the hilt of the sword.

"No!"

Mo Fei clasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword was on the ground, but his face was pale and looked shaky.

"Still not letting go?"

Guard Feng Qi sneered, and then kicked Mo Fei in the chest.

With a bang, Mo Fei fell to the ground, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and the crisis of life and death was in front of him, but he couldn't exert his strength at all.

"The peak of the spirit level, is it so strong, it can't even catch a single move from them......"

Seeing that Mo Fei was still holding the Cangxue Sword, the guard Feng Wang remembered the order of the young city lord, sneered, stepped on Mo Fei's right hand hard, and kept rotating and crushing on his toes, and the clicking sound sounded one after another.

The blood in Mo Fei's right hand gushed out, staining the Cangxue Sword red, as well as the nearby land.

Mo Fei's face was colorless, and his eyes began to blur a little, he could feel that his right hand had lost consciousness, and the only relic Zhou Yao left him, the Cangxue Sword, had also been taken away.

Xia Shan took the Cangxue Sword, looked back and forth, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally laughed.

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it, it's really this sword! Father said that in the entire Liuyun Island, except for the Liuyun Sect, there is a Nirvana-level blood weapon, only more than four hundred years ago, there is another mysterious powerhouse who made a big fuss in the Liuyun Sect, but unfortunately the first battle of the year, disappeared, no one has ever seen it again, I didn't expect to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it, and it took no effort to get it. Wang Kui, Ouyang Li, you have merit, rest assured, when you return to Zangfeng City, this young man will not treat you badly!"

Wang Kui and Ouyang Li stood on the side, the horizontal flesh on their faces laughing like crying. The two looked at each other and sighed that their lives had been saved this time.

Xia Shan glanced at Mo Fei again, and said, "You kid is also a good man, and he didn't say a word when he was about to die." ”

Mo Fei spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and his eyes stared at Xia Shan like a jackal: "Who are you?"

"Do dead people need to know my name?" Xia Shan suddenly stepped forward and kicked Mo Fei on the bridge of his nose, "Aren't you very powerful last night, killed so many of my subordinates, what, not now?"

Mo Fei's nose bone was shattered, flesh and blood were flying, the pain was almost shrinking into a ball, and the intense humiliation and anger boiled in his body like magma, and he remembered the scene when Zhou Yao died last night.

"Grandpa, I can't even keep your relics, what's the use of keeping my life!"

Mo Fei's eyes were blood-red, like a wolf in a desperate situation, seeing Xia Shan's second foot coming again, he didn't know where he got the strength, opened his mouth, and bit Xia Shan's toes hard.

Although the boots were thick, Mo Fei's teeth pierced into it like iron nails.

"Ahh

Xia Shan shouted, a delicate fan-shaped magic seal appeared in the center of his eyebrows, looking at its lines, there were at least more than twenty, with the emergence of the divine blessing seal, the blood power surged, he shook Mo Fei's mouth, and the strength of the peak of the Qing rank was undoubtedly revealed.

Mo Fei was continuously shrouded by the two guards at the peak of the spirit level with their momentum, and he was able to bite Xia Shan hard, which also surprised the two guards, and at the same time he was in a cold sweat, this is the young city lord of Hidden Wind City, there are only thirty-six cities in the country of wind, and each city lord is powerful, otherwise, Xia Shan would not be bold enough to raise a group of robbers.

"Damn it!"

The two guards picked up the blood weapon and were about to kill Mo Fei, Xia Shan's face was hideous, and he shouted: "Wait a minute, this damn untouchable dares to bite me, I will chop him with my own hands!"

Xia Shan had never been so seriously injured since he was a child, and he happened to be holding the Cangxue Sword in his hand, and said, "Boy, aren't you going to take the sword back?"

After speaking, a sword pierced into Mo Fei's thigh, Mo Fei twitched for a while, and his pupils began to dilate.

"Haha, waste, why don't you bite now, you bite me!" Xia Shan laughed cruelly, pulled it out violently, and plunged in again, gushing blood splattering his clothes.

The guards next to him glanced at each other, and they all felt a chill behind them.

Xia Shan was about to come for the third time, when suddenly, a palpitating feeling came, as if he was standing beside a wild beast, about to be swallowed in one bite.

At the same time, one hand brushed the sword body of Cang Xuejian, the sharp blade cut through the palm, and blood flowed down the sword body, but this hand grasped it extremely firmly, and Ren Xiashan couldn't move a single inch with all his strength.

"What's the situation?"

Xia Shan involuntarily let go of his hand, took a step back, and looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes wide open.

"This ......"

I saw that Mo Fei, who had fallen to the ground, sat up at some point, and his broken right hand was automatically picked up like someone was fiddling with a puppet, and in just a few seconds, his right hand was intact as before.

Immediately, Mo Fei re-grasped the sword with his right hand and slowly stood up, what he saw in his two eyes was not a pupil, but a reflection of a starry sky.

"Again...... Here we go again, killing gods, killing gods!"

Wang Kui and Ouyang Li's faces turned blue, their legs were weak, and they wanted to escape, but they couldn't exert their strength at all.

"Puff puff ......" The two of them had and urine flowing in their crotches.

Xia Shan frowned: "What killing god?"

Wang Kui's tongue trembled: "Last night, he was like this, the big boss couldn't stop his sword, fast, too fast!"

After Wang Kui finished speaking, he couldn't stand anymore, and fell to the ground softly, he knew that he was dead, and he was able to escape yesterday because it was dark and rainy, and he was divided into several groups to find an opportunity, and now it was so close that it was too late to turn around. Wang Kui wanted to cry.

"Maybe, there's still a chance!"

Wang Kui looked at the two guards at the peak of the spirit level, and this look directly stunned, because at some point, the heads of the two guards were no longer on them.

"You, don't come here, I'm Xia Shan, the young city lord of Tibetan Wind City, my father is one of the thirty-six city lords of the Wind Country, if you kill me, my father will definitely help me avenge it! Even if I can't kill you, all the villagers in Wuyang Village will give me a funeral!"