Chapter 152: The Road Meets the Killer
Knock knock
Ye Tianfeng's footsteps sounded crisply in the stairwell on the second floor.
Gu Jianfei, who was standing on the stairs on the second floor, squeezed the two spirit stones in his hand tightly, didn't know what to say for a while, and looked at the high-spirited back of the young man in front of him with complicated eyes.
originally wanted to refuse the boy, but seeing the boy's sincere gaze, Gu Jianyun finally decided not to refuse.
"Little brother, wait a minute!"
Ye Tianfeng, who was walking, heard Gu Jianyun's words, his body couldn't help but tense up immediately, he was now very worried that this big brother Gu would go back on his word.
Stopping, Ye Tianfeng turned slightly to look at Gu Jianyun and said, "Brother Gu, do you have anything else?"
Gu Jianyun walked over slowly, and said with a slight smile: "Little brother, I don't know if you have time to accompany me in the evening?"
Ye Tianfeng smiled slightly and said, "Brother Gu, I don't have time tonight, but if you want to come to me, you can come to Hanhai Manor to find me during the day!"
Gu Jianyun thought to himself, and finally agreed: "Okay!"
Ye Tianfeng was quite puzzled, and when he walked to the door of the gambling stone workshop, more than ten black-clothed people had already appeared outside the door, all of them were masked with black gauze, holding slender short swords, blocking Ye Tianfeng at the door of the gambling stone workshop.
Gu Jianyun looked at the outfits of these black-clothed people, and said with a slight smile: "Little brother, when will you provoke the night?"
Hearing the word "night", Ye Tianfeng remembered the black rose, but in a blink of an eye, his gaze became sharp, looking at the more than ten black-clothed figures at the door.
Gu Jianyun smiled slightly and said, "Little brother, do you need me to help you solve it?"
Ye Tianfeng put the elixir into the spirit ring, and said with a smile: "No!"
Looking at the young man in black's heart-wrenching confidence, Gu Jianyun smiled slightly and said, "Little brother shoots directly!"
Knock knock
Ye Tianfeng walked step by step, and his momentum increased with each step, until he walked to the door of the gambling stone workshop.
rumble
A sharp sword burst out, blowing the robe into a hunting sound.
The steward standing outside the door looked at the more than ten black-clothed figures with fear, and the few spectators just now had already been frightened and fled in all directions, and the figures had completely disappeared.
Even the shops next to it are rare to see people at the moment.
A figure walked out of more than a dozen figures, and the young man's voice came: "Ye Tianfeng, you will die today!"
Feeling the aura released by this black-gauzed young man at this moment, it turned out to be a half-step yang realm, listening to the arrogant words and domineering momentum, Ye Tianfeng felt very unhappy.
Relying on the large number of people and the cultivation to be stronger than others, he always wants to be superior, and always uses this arrogant and domineering tone?
scold
Ye Tianfeng was slightly angry, and when he touched the long sword on his waist, he directly pulled the sword out of the sheath.
Poof
The distance of two zhang Ye Tianfeng came in the blink of an eye, and although the two men in black also drew their swords to resist, the speed was still not as fast as the long sword in Ye Tianfeng's hand.
I saw a sword light sweeping, and the two black-clothed people were wiped on their necks.
Puff puff puff
When the two black-clothed figures fell in a pool of blood, the long swords in the hands of the black-clothed people around them finally slashed towards their chests.
Woohoo
Five or six sword lights stabbed towards Ye Tianfeng's unstoppable chest.
"Fists and swords in one!"
Just under the steward's worried gaze and the hideous expressions of several men in black.
Ye Tianfeng's left hand was clenched into a fist, and the fist sword slammed towards the five sword lights.
Click
What was surprising was that the sharp sword light was torn apart by the young man's fist, and the fist slammed forward unabated.
Bell, bell, bell
The powerful fist momentum slammed into the long swords on the chests of several black-clothed people, shaking back the five or six black-clothed figures.
"What a punch!"
Gu Jianyun, who was standing in the stairwell on the second floor, looked slightly surprised.
scold
Ye Tianfeng's long sword was put into the sheath, and his eyes looked at the people who were knocked back playfully.
The man in black also noticed Ye Tianfeng's playful gaze and couldn't help but be furious.
"Get out of the way!"
The figure at the back of the man in black shouted angrily, stepped forward, looked at Ye Tianfeng and said, "It seems that you have made great progress during this time, but today my Moyu shot will end here!"
Ye Tianfeng covered his ears and said, "What's your name? cuttlefish? That's not a dead fish and rotten shrimp!"
Mo Yu smiled slightly and said, "Let you see my fame stunt!"
"Ghost Kill!"
Mo Yu snorted coldly, swung his long sword, and his figure appeared everywhere like a ghost, and the distance of two zhang was in the blink of an eye.
clang
Ye Tianfeng only had time to draw his sword to resist, and the sword light appeared in front of his chest.
Mo Yu's speed was extremely fast, and his figure appeared out of thin air like a ghost, and he actually suppressed Ye Tianfeng for a while.
"Big brother is doing well!"
The rest of the men in black applauded.
Ye Tianfeng found that it was difficult to detect the figure of this black jade ghost with the naked eye, so he closed his eyes slightly, and relied on his mind to perceive the opponent's fierce sword light.
Puff puff
Ye Tianfeng didn't take precautions in time, and there were wounds on his body.
Mo Yu found that this Ye Tianfeng didn't even look at him, and couldn't help but be furious.
swish
The figure circled rapidly, constantly attacking Ye Tianfeng's flaws.
Bell, bell, bell
Ye Tianfeng relied on vigilance, although his eyes were closed, his mind speed continued to perceive the range of three feet around, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, protecting the surrounding one foot tightly.
At this moment, although Ye Tianfeng did not observe with his eyes, he could sense the fluctuations of the surrounding aura little by little!
In the street about three zhang wide, Ye Tianfeng kept advancing and retreating, and Mo Yu was attacking frantically.
Woohoo
The sword in Mo Yu's hand went up and down, left and right, and broke Ye Tianfeng's flaws.
Ye Tianfeng has been in danger from the beginning, and now he can be slightly guarded.
After a pillar of incense,
Although Ye Tianfeng was bleeding from a wound on his shoulder, he did not lose his combat strength.
Although the long sword blade in Mo Yu's hand injured Ye Tianfeng, he did not have a fatal sword wound in his body.
And with the continuous display of a move swordsmanship, Mo Yu found that this Ye Tianfeng was gradually able to defend against his own sword blade, and the whole person closed his eyes and waved his sword, although he did not look at it, but he could always swing his sword to resist when his sword body was close.
From time to time, he can also counterattack with the help of sword moves, and Mo Yu is very unhappy!
"Rushing like the wind!"
Mo Yu's swordsmanship finally broke out, like a strong wind blowing, and the sword wind in Mo Yu's hand pointed sharply at his neck.
"A sword blossoms!"
Ye Tianfeng didn't want to fight with Mo Yu for a long time, the long sword was raised slightly, and three or four sword qi buds appeared, and with a sudden wave, half an inch of sword qi flowers suddenly bloomed in the wind, and the sword blade was pressing.
Woohoo
The sword qi flower gently greeted the sword spirit of the black jade outside.
Mo Yu looked at the sword qi flowers that appeared on Ye Tianfeng's sword body, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and there was a kind of disdain in his eyes.
However, just when the purple flowers collided with his swordsmanship that had gathered into the wind.
Woohoo
The swordsmanship that gathered into the wind was directly cut and torn apart by the purple flowers.
There were a few purple flowers in his eyes, and the flowers suddenly grew larger.
Before Mo Yu could react, the purple flowers slammed into the black robe's chest.
Poof
The purple flowers directly blasted Moyu into vomiting blood, and he was seriously injured when he touched it.
Looking at Mo Yu, who was powerless to fall in front of him, Ye Tianfeng smiled slightly: "You are a killer, you should have hidden in a dark corner and waiting for an opportunity to assassinate, but now you are thinking about how to be chivalrous?"
"Boss!"
"Big brother!"
Five or six figures immediately rushed to Mo Yu's body, supporting the seriously injured and dying Mo Yu, and his eyes glanced at Ye Tianfeng with hatred.
"Ahem... Ye Tianfeng, you... Sure enough, a... Very good opponent!"
Mo Yu looked at the high-spirited Ye Tianfeng and said with great admiration.
Ye Tianfeng looked at Mo Yu and said, "I'll give you a good time and let you get free!"
shout
The sword light suddenly bloomed, and Ye Tianfeng's figure and sword shadow suddenly came.
Puff puff puff
When Ye Tianfeng's figure passed by, five or six sword lights were crisscrossing and horizontal, and each sword light successfully killed one person.
"Uh..."
A bloody light burst out of Mo Yu's throat, and he looked at the street as if relieved.
Five or six black-clothed figures fell in a pool of blood, Ye Tianfeng's long sword was sheathed, and he turned to look at Gu Jianyun in the gambling stone workshop and said, "Brother Gu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you to clean up, junior brother farewell!"
Looking at Ye Tianfeng's dashing steps and figure, Gu Jianyun was horrified in his heart.
The flowers just now seem to be ordinary, but they are very lethal.
In a tall building deep in the street, a young man in black looked at the young man in the street in front of him with deep eyes, and he didn't know what to think in his head.
"Darkness extinguishes, I don't know ......"
Several black-clothed people behind him looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him and spoke.
Darkness smiled and said, "Get the corpses of those killers back!"
After half a pillar of incense,
In a gloomy room, Dark Extinguishing held an oil lamp in his hand, looking at the corpses of these killers, especially the fatal wounds such as the throat and neck.
Reaching out and touching the wounds on the throats of these corpses, Dark Extinction found that the wounds were smooth and smooth, not rough, or a little crooked.
"What a fast sword!"
The sunspot beside him looked at the wound touched by his finger and exclaimed.
Darkening gaze changed slightly: "The depth of these wounds is not much different, and they are as slender as silk, which shows that this Ye Tianfeng has a strong control over the sword!"
The man in black smiled and said, "Even so, it's not as strong as you!"
Darkening said with a deep gaze: "Indeed, as a killer, the sword in your hand is your second life, the faster the sword, the longer you can live!"
antique neighborhood,
Lin Qingyan's subordinates led the sloppy old man, hiding in the corner of the street, his eyes scanning everyone who passed by.
"Isn't that the one?"
"It's not!"
"And what about that one?"
"Uh, not really!"
The sloppy old man's injuries were temporarily stopped, and the young man next to him pointed to the young man in black who appeared and asked the old man.
The sloppy old man's cloudy gaze looked at the person who appeared in front of him, and he shook his head in the face of the young man's quick inquiry.
"Huh, how did this man get hurt?"
"Is it a brawl?"
At the corner of the antique neighborhood, there was a sudden noise of noise, which immediately attracted the attention of the old man.
In the discussion of the crowd more than ten feet in front, although the figure of a young man in black was injured in the shoulder, his resolute face and figure were moving.
The sloppy old man's eyes also noticed Ye Tianfeng who came out, and immediately pointed forward to the young man next to him and said, "It's that kid!"
The young man next to him immediately took out a pen and paper and drew a portrait of Ye Tianfeng.
Ye Tianfeng's footsteps walked slowly down the street, not treating the shoulder wound, just staring straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.