It was only when this knife shone into the void that he felt a trace of surprise, because this knife shot out, like an antelope hanging its horns, not only without beginning, but also without end, and the knife flew down like a rolling stone in a high mountain, sealing all of Lin Zhan's offensive routes, and even he himself did not know where this knife would eventually attack.

It all happened naturally, and it seemed that there was a mysterious force in the dark that was controlling Tang Feng's consciousness.

At this moment, Tang Feng suddenly understood that he had truly achieved "no knife in his heart".

- Because he has no sword in his heart, the sword is no longer in his hand, in his eyes, and in his heart.

Isn't this also a realm?

But in Lin Zhan's eyes, the knife is a knife, and it is a knife that is enough to make people deadly, although this knife is as thin as a cicada's wings and as light as a feather, but when it breaks through the air, it seems to weigh more than a thousand pounds, which makes people unable to grasp it at all.

If you can't grasp it, you can only retreat, but on these two boats, there is no way to retreat.

With no other choice, his speargun did not defend the counterattack, did not retreat but advanced, and with a flick of his wrist, he transformed into a hundred gun shadows and forcibly squeezed into the knife momentum.

The "Ding ......" knives and guns touched each other in a very small probability and froze in mid-air.

An unparalleled force from the blade forcibly shook into the speargun, and Lin Zhan only felt a strong electric current invading his meridians, and his qi and blood surged, almost spurting blood.

Only then did he realize how stupid his challenge was, and he sincerely admired his master's eyesight. When the master decided to set up a situation to deal with these people, Lin Zhan still didn't think so, thinking that it was a big fuss, but now he understands that to despise the enemy is to despise himself.

It's a pity that this came a little too late, and Lin Zhan could only raise his internal force to the limit and hold on. He secretly complained in his heart, knowing that in the face of such a heavy sword qi, it would be difficult for him to support it for long, and when he was weak, that is, when he died.

Thinking of this, cold sweat has soaked all over my body.

......At this moment, on the surface of the lake near the boat, a huge Lang rolled out in the air, and the water droplets shot out, like thousands of hidden weapons attacking the Tang Feng who stood still, and in the center of Lang Peak, a cold glow that seemed to be absent appeared.

This is undoubtedly a brilliant assassination, and the reason why it is wonderful lies in its sense of proportion.

So there is no doubt that the person who came is a master, an absolute master, only Lin Zhan knows, and the name of the person who comes is Lin Dong.

And Tang Feng's eyes were still so clear, just like the sky above his head, without the slightest impurity, nor the slightest surprise, and even the internal force that forced into Lin Zhan's meridians did not shake, looking so calm and confident.

He's sure to have a follow-up!

But whether it was Lin Zhan or Lin Dong, they knew that Tang Feng would definitely change their moves, but they couldn't predict how he would respond, because Tang Feng didn't move at all, just waited quietly, waiting for the water droplets and sword rays to enter his seven-foot range.

Lin Zhan and Lin Dong were all frightened, they had never seen such a calm person. At this moment, Tang Feng has truly achieved the state of mind of "Mount Tai collapses in front and the color remains unchanged".

Isn't this real, that a qiē is nothing more than an illusion? If it was an illusion, why was the smile on Tang Feng's face so clear and so terrifying?

The smile was like a flash in the pan, and the moment the smile disappeared from Tang Feng's face, the knife in his hand suddenly spun around, and naturally changed direction along an arc.

"When ......" Lin Zhan only felt that the speargun suddenly lost its center of gravity, and under the traction of a qi machine, it was like lightning to meet the sword light hidden in the center of Lang Peak.

The two of them were shocked in their hearts, and when they touched it, they were separated in an instant, and at the same time, their bodies were misplaced, and their swords and spears walked diagonally, blocking the direction of each other's possible attacks.

Tang Feng stood on the bow of the ship like a god, with a knife in his hand, and his whole body was windless, revealing an indescribable chic, and said coldly: "Let's go together." ”

Lin Zhan and Lin Dong glanced at each other, but neither moved.

Tang Feng took a step forward!

Facing Tang Feng's god-like momentum, Lin Dong couldn't help but take a step back. He had fought with Long Geng, but he was already too late, and now facing Tang Feng, he already had a trace of cowardice in his heart.

Tang Feng didn't speak again, the sharp mang swept, the cold air was all over the field, he had decided to use the knife to speak!

As soon as the knife came out, it was like madness, and when it came out of the void, it heard the wind of the knife whistling, as if it was squeezing from all directions.

Lin Zhan only gritted his teeth and raised his gun.

The surface of the lake suddenly became extremely murderous and warlike, and even the breeze could not squeeze into this solemn and stagnant air.

Tang Feng swirled between the two masters, like the wind fluttering, like a mountain dignified, and he controlled the sword intent all the time. When he didn't have a knife in his heart, he felt the soul of the knife, the life of the knife, and even tied his own flesh and blood to it.

He had never felt such a free state of mind, and he never thought that the life of the knife would be so clear and beautiful, and every qiē was produced inadvertently, as if every qiē was destined by God.

With the knife so far, it has reached the peak of the Zen realm.

However, after more than a dozen moves, even if they fought two to one, Lin Dong and Lin Zhan were almost desperate, because no matter how hard they tried, they were always at a disadvantage, and they were in danger.

With a clear roar, Tang Feng took a step forward, and the knife went with the momentum, without the slightest trick change, and slashed out.

Lin Dong and Lin Zhan suddenly felt like a mountain of pressure rushing wildly, this seems to be an ordinary knife, but it is clumsy, and no one is allowed to have any chance to block, only to retreat.

"Poof...... As soon as the poof...... retreated, it was the lake, and the two no longer had the courage to climb out of the water to fight, and dived away.

Tang Feng didn't pursue, nor did he want to pursue, but just locked his eyes on the huge building ship.

He knew in his heart that the real danger was still to come, but he was not afraid at all.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the tiger mountains!

If this huge building ship is compared to Tiger Mountain, Tang Feng has no choice.

The boat moved leisurely, no one made oars, no one rocked the oars, only Tang Feng stood on the bow.

Seeing that there was still a distance of three zhang from the huge building ship, Tang Feng let out a long roar, and the whole person slid across the water like a vigorous osprey, soared into the air, and landed steadily on the bow of the big ship.

The big ship was as silent as death, there was no trace of the breath of a living person at all, behind this silence, I don't know what would be waiting for Tang Feng?

I don't know, at least Tang Feng can't know.

He took a deep breath and calmed his mind completely. When his skills were slightly improved, he didn't even want to move forward.

It wasn't that he had changed his mind, or that he had found out that it was an empty ship, but that after taking a step forward, he already felt that he was in extreme danger, as if someone in the big ship was waiting to be caught.

In an instant, countless thoughts turned in his mind, and he even thought of giving up, but when he thought of Chen Ping's worried gaze, and when he thought of the war that Yelang Country was about to face, he couldn't give up.

Has the master already calculated Tang Feng's psychology, so he has laid this unavoidable dead end?

Past the deck, there was the forward cabin hall, the door was ajar, and there was no figure in sight.

The lake breeze blows slowly from the deck of the boat, bringing a breath of freshness to the lake's water. When Tang Feng's footsteps sounded on the deck, it was even more lonely because of the tranquility.

The surface of the ship seemed so calm, silent, and there was nothing like something going to happen. However, Tang Feng's spiritual consciousness caused by the improvement of the alien power in his body made him grasp the killing machine set against him without mistake.

He walked forward step by step, the knife had been secretly tucked into his sleeve, trying to slow down and slow down his every movement, maintaining a slow flow while his brain was running at high speed.

At present, the biggest problem is that we can only move forward, not backward, let alone walk away. He must find Princess Lingzhu and bring her back to the all-eating pavilion in order to defuse the pressure on the Chen family and eliminate a war that may be triggered by it.

He could only rely on himself, and the poison of the rouge buckle made him lose the strong help of Long Geng, making his trip a big gamble that he couldn't afford to lose. Once you lose, you will lose completely, and you will never even have a chance to turn the page back.

Facing such tremendous pressure, others would have a headache when they thought about it, but Tang Feng could still laugh.

He couldn't help but laugh, and only by laughing could he release the heavy pressure in his heart like a mountain. In his personality, it is precisely because he has the potential to be indifferent to everything that he can make him go to where he is today in the troubled times.

He smiled quietly, only a hint of a smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and after a smile, his consciousness, which had been vague before, immediately became clear, as clear as a knife cut.

He finally reached the door of the cabin, and after taking a deep breath, he was about to push the half-open door open, but when his large hand was only three inches from the door, it froze.

He already felt that behind this door, there was a crisis! Although this kind of crisis seems to be non-existent, it cannot escape his wolf-like sharp intuition.

He stopped, then shifted his body about three feet to the left before waving his palm.

"Boom ......" palm power shot out of the air, blasted to the center of the wooden door, and between the broken wood, more than a dozen "whoosh" explosions were heard, and more than a dozen green mangs as fast as lightning broke out of the door, and were marked in more than ten directions.

Its speed is not human, and the arrow is green, indicating that the arrow is highly poisonous. The enemy used a crossbow, a short arrow that controlled the zhì with a machine, and the speed was so fast that no one could react at all, if it weren't for Tang Feng's keen intuition, he was afraid of being sad about this catastrophe.

What made Tang Feng even more shocked was that the other party actually quenched poison on the arrow, which showed that the other party was completely unscrupulous and just wanted to kill Tang Feng.

This couldn't help but make Tang Feng tense his nerves like strings, and raise his spiritual sense to the limit at any time to cope with possible mutations.

With his sleeves dancing lightly and a knife in his hand, Tang Feng didn't dare to be careless, and waited for a long time before stepping on the broken wood and walking into the cabin hall.

The cabin hall is long and narrow, like a wide corridor, not like a place for hospitality. The decoration in the hall is luxurious and elegant, if it is not for the face of a strong enemy, Tang Feng really wants to sit down and taste a cup of tea and drink, which is equivalent to a comfortable enjoyment.

But it was only a luxury in his heart, and when he stepped into the hall, he felt several murderous auras floating in the air like a ghost.

Three murderous aura, three people, ambushed behind the wooden wall of the cabin hall, separated on both sides. As soon as Tang Fengren entered the hall, he was already in the middle of their attack.

But the most threatening enemy was not among them, but behind the curtain at the end of the cabin. Tang Feng was not sure of this person's existence, but he could feel the ubiquitous threat of the other party, and his martial arts were not much inferior to him.

He was almost sure that this person was the sect master of the Northern Turtle Sect, but in meditation, he denied his judgment.

This was not a fantasy on his part, but a feeling of his, a feeling that could not be explained. Every time he feels this way, he usually can't go wrong.

Does this mean that the other party's strength has exceeded Tang Feng's imagination?

Tang Feng took a deep breath again, allowing his nervous feelings to be relieved, and after some thought and calculation, he decided to take the initiative.

He has to take the initiative, this is his only chance of survival, and waiting for the opponent's offensive to form before moving is a dead end.

Of course, this is only an estimate of the form, and if it is right or wrong, it is impossible to predict what the outcome will be.

"Whoa......" His feet moved three times on the deck, as if he had taken three steps in a row, but in fact, he didn't move in place, but just moved his qi forward three steps, giving the other party an illusion of his current position.

When he had done this preliminary move, his blade stood diagonally, little by little to the center of his eyebrows.

In the process of lifting the knife, it is the process of gathering internal force, when the power of the Heaven Replenishing Stone accumulates to the peak, his wrist shook slightly, and the huge and incomparable strength suddenly exploded in the palm of his hand, and the seven-inch knife swelled out several feet of sword, turning into a lightning bolt and stabbing at the wooden wall.

Almost at the same time, the knife in his hand did not make a single stop in the air, cutting through the wooden wall, and at the same time the flying leg bounced away, as if the ghostly figure broke through the wall.

This series of continuous and complex movements was completely completed in the blink of an eye, with a high speed that is difficult to detect with the naked eye, and with incomparably precise accuracy, deducing an ultimate martial arts.

When this qiē had already happened, the master behind the curtain realized that the murderous aura had reached its peak in the shortest possible time, but it was too late to save it.

The cold light of the "...... Fighting" knife is like a flame, and if it penetrates a layer of tissue paper, it effortlessly cuts into the wooden wall, although the knife is outside the wooden wall, the knife is already submerged in the wall.

"Ka...... Poof...... There was no scream, only the sound of flesh and blood turning open and the strange sound of bones shattering, and the sprayed blood arrows splashed against the wooden wall, like a little red plum.

"Kara...... ......"Almost at the same time, Tang Feng's flying leg flashed like lightning and kicked another killer behind the wooden wall. Countless cracks appeared in the center of the wooden wall at the middle leg, and under the shattering inch by inch, a hideous and terrifying face was already bleeding from seven orifices, revealing beyond the wooden wall.