As a master of the stream, although he has fought continuously, he thinks he should be fine if he takes down a kid.

"It's a good time!" Zhao Feng could tell from the speed of the horse bandit leader's sprint that this person was a master.

"At least it's an introductory martial artist. The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth were open, and he was in a happy mood, the current Zhao Feng was still a third-rate category in terms of internal strength, and the level of this horse bandit leader was just right.

"Then, use your life to repay the blood debt of the Gao Family Dart Bureau. ”

Seven kills with a bloody knife!

A cold light burst out of the air like a snake, instantly piercing through the oncoming sword shadow.

"Smack!" the leader of the bandits blocked slightly, only to feel that his left cheek was scratched, and it hurt hotly, and he staggered back a few steps.

The leader of the horse bandits covered his cheek, which had a bloody stain, and spat out a mouthful of muddy red blood, a little dazed in disbelief.

What kind of sword technique is this, such an evil sect? He didn't block it?

No wonder he dared to catch up with him alone, it turned out that this knife technique was so strong!

He looked up again and saw that Zhao Feng on the other side was standing in place for a long time, and he didn't take the opportunity to step forward, but just held a steel knife in his hand and looked at him with mocking eyes.

The leader of the horse bandits understood that Zhao Feng didn't take him seriously at all.

"Quench~, a dart player, dare to be a master in front of the master!" The leader of the horse bandits spat and burst into anger, the long knife in his hand lit up, and the internal strength already covered the surface of the long knife.

"Death to the boy!" the leader of the bandits looked up sharply and grinned.

The light of the long knife in his hand is even smoother!

The sword technique seems to have successfully reached a higher level with the blessing of angry emotions!

It's just that things are different from what the bandit leader thinks.

"Bah!" "Bah!" "Bah!" the leader of the bandits found his swinging knife, and the knife made a sound of iron.

Perfect Block!

The horse bandit leader's hands were trembling slightly, a little difficult to accept.

"Such a strange power?"

Zhao Feng held a knife in his right hand and easily blocked the attack of the horse bandit leader, and he didn't even retreat half a point!

"How is it, can you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy?" Zhao Feng asked with interest.

"No, you have to use a yin trick! You must kill this kid as soon as possible, this kid must be a master in the dart game! I have no choice but to use my master's top-secret killer weapon to have a chance to kill this dart player." A cunning and sinister light flashed in the eyes of the leader of the bandits, and his expression was crazy.

"Miscellaneous, let's die——!" The leader of the horse bandits roared, and the big knife in his hand slashed wildly, bursting out with the momentum of an indomitable life and death fight, and he wanted to fight with Zhao Feng in close quarters.

Water Dividing Knife Method: There is no life with me!

As soon as Zhao Feng fought with the leader of the horse bandits, he knew that his level was far above the leader of the horse bandits, and it was common to kill the leader of the horse bandits.

It's just that it's rare to encounter this kind of hysterical melee high-roller, no matter how many times he was cut back by the long knife in his hand, this horse bandit leader actually dared to stare at him with a fierce and unconvinced look.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but secretly say a pity.

This person has a superior mentality and excellent martial arts, but it is a pity that he is a scourge to past businessmen!

Zhao Feng couldn't help but feel a pang when he saw that the leader of the horse bandits was suddenly desperate and wanted to rush to a desperate crazy attack. "This horse bandit leader, is he going to fight the trapped beasts!"

Zhao Feng didn't dare to slack off, his spirit rose a little again, and his steps took a step back.

"Hmph, fooled! Sure enough, it's an inexperienced tender bird, fighting with the old rivers and lakes of twenty or thirty years, and it's still tender!" While Zhao Feng himself retreated half a step back, and his momentum was slightly lower, the left arm of the horse bandit leader quickly raised, revealing a pair of hidden crossbows hidden in the long sleeves.

This sleeve crossbow is small, only the size of a palm, and it is a delicate hidden weapon made of fine iron, which is extremely ingenious. It's a pity that only one short crossbow poison arrow can be installed at a time, and it needs to be installed manually, which is very cumbersome to use.

The range of the poison crossbow is only three or four feet, which is not far. However, the rate of fire is extremely fast, and it can be said that it can hit the target in a flash of light.

This is the hidden killer weapon of the horse bandit leader, which is rarely used on weekdays, and even when he just fought against Li Xing, he also hid and pinched it, and only when he was in an emergency to save his life, he would show it and make a last stand.

Once it is cast, if he can't solve the opponent, then he has no way to go, and he has only one way to escape.

The leader of the horse bandits held a crossbow with his arm, and with a "——!" sound, he burst out a three-inch long crossbow arrow, which shot at the vital point of Zhao Feng's chest.

Zhao Feng's spirit was highly nervous, his body and spirit reacted in a coordinated manner, and the long knife in his hand flicked to the top, and the crossbow arrow was missed on the target, "swish——!" A few inches of black light, and the faint sound of arrows almost stuck to Zhao Feng's left side, nailed to the grass behind him, and the tail feathers were still trembling violently.

"Poison arrow!" Zhao Feng's eyes squinted, and when he saw the short crossbow poison arrow that was constantly trembling on the grass, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and almost half of his soul flew away.

The horse bandit leader's move was also too vicious, first with a posture of wanting to pounce desperately, making him retreat half a step, and suddenly throwing out a secret crossbow to sneak attack.

If it weren't for the fact that his physique and strength were all superior, he would definitely be hit.

If this is hit by this poisonous arrow, his own little life will be entrusted here.

In the future, there is no need to think about the dreams of martial arts in the future, smiling at the rivers and lakes proudly, and returning to the hometown in fine clothes. This broke into the rivers and lakes, and sure enough, the head was hung on the neck, and the blood was licked on the knife edge.

After the leader of the horse bandits shot the poisonous crossbow, he did not wait for the result, and rushed straight with the long knife in his hand.

Seeing Zhao Feng blocking the crossbow arrows, his heart was cold.

This distance, this kind of speed can be reflected, no wonder his moves have been seen through and perfectly blocked.

It's just that it's too late to escape at this time, this dart hand has superb knife skills, and it is a dead word to show his back to the enemy.

"Empty door, leaking out!" The leader of the horse bandits sank his eyes, and the long knife in his hand slashed out a cold light, slashing at Zhao Feng, who was unstable.

"Hey, I almost got hit. Zhao Feng drove the knife cut by the leader of the horse bandits and sighed.

Don't look at this unstable posture, but it is precisely the starting posture of the moves in the Seven Kills of the Blood Knife.

"Seven Kills of the Blood Knife: Killing"

In an instant, Zhao Feng slashed out three times in a row, and the knife was bloody, as if a triangle of death exploded in the air.

At this distance, even Zhao Feng couldn't dodge it, let alone the leader of the bandits.

"I... I.. The bandit leader was stabbed in the throat and chest, blood splattered everywhere, and finally he just waved his arms weakly twice and fell to the ground.

"Poof. Zhao Feng inserted the long knife into the heart of the leader of the horse bandits, stimulating the last bit of blood qi and enveloping Zhao Feng's whole body.

"Huhu, this has qi and blood replenishment, and the feeling of releasing the blood knife and killing seven kills is really different. Zhao Feng was immersed in the pleasure of becoming stronger, almost unable to extricate himself, and couldn't help but let out a long whistle.

At this time, a line of words quietly pops up on the exercise modifier

"Shocked by a large amount, Mood +5"