Those people just now, in Yan Fei's eyes, no matter how high or low their cultivation is, they are just some bull ghosts, snakes, and gods, and it is not a big deal to kill them. But after all, this is Shijiabao, and it is necessary to come to find the gun saint by himself, how can it be possible to kill the son of the family.

But if you just endure it like this, it is not Yan Fei's temper.

So, Yan Fei snorted coldly.

"Hmph, the Shi family's marksmanship, I Yan Fei has learned it. "The Shi family's marksmanship is quite mysterious, and it is not only a set of gun skills in the dragon battle Bafang, but what Shi Yong is using at the moment is naturally another set of gun skills.

The words landed, and Yan Fei began to swing his sword to counterattack.

The momentum went first, and the arrogant spirit was strongly suppressed, which made Shi Yong's momentum suddenly weaken a lot.

Shi Yong was stunned for a moment, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, obviously feeling a little stunned by Yan Fei's momentum.

Sword movement.

The sound of the sword whistle is heartstrings, the sword roar is like a song, and the sword is like a rainbow.

Yan Fei's move, Shi Yong realized that what his third brother Shi Sheng said just now was by no means to grow the ambition of others and destroy the prestige of his own people.

Yan Fei's sword skills are too mysterious, and they seem to be amorphous, but every sword has a hidden mystery.

With the strong assistance of body and momentum, the advantage he occupied with momentum was quickly gone.

The gun has the use of the gun, the sword has the beauty of the sword, one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, Yan Fei relied on his body to use the near front, so that the gun used is not advantageous at all.

Suddenly, Shi Yong, who was still rushing forward just now, forcing Yan Fei to retreat, began to retreat one after another.

"The surname Yan really has two hits. While retreating, Shi Yong actually praised Yan Fei.

Yan Fei maintained about seventy percent of the combat power output, and replied: "Brother Shi praised it. ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Shi Yong is not weak, he is by no means Yan Fei's opponent, and Yan Fei obviously did not have a killer, otherwise, Shi Yong's life may not be saved.

After a few breaths, Shi Yong was forced to take more than a dozen steps back, his steps were already a little messy, and there seemed to be sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, another figure flew out of the stone house.

Sou!

"Big brother, don't worry, second brother help you, surnamed Yan, take me a shot." ”

The one who came out was Shi Sheng's second brother Shi Gang.

Shi Gang also has a silver gun in his hand, and the gun used by Shi Yong Shi Gang is obviously not as good as Shi Sheng's dragon spear, and it can also be seen from this point that the spear saint Shi Yan is focused on cultivating him, the third son Shi Sheng.

Even so, the bright silver spear used by Shi Yong and Shi Gang also had the quality of a king.

The cultivation of the two is also similar, both of them are in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm.

His shot relieved Shi Yong of a lot of pressure, so that one of the brothers was empty and the other was on the ground, and the two bright silver spears attacked up and down.

Two against one, two Saint Realm powerhouses, and they are both masters of using guns, which made Yan Fei forced to retreat again.

After recovering the disadvantage, Shi Yong and Shi Gang brothers from left to right, and even began to pinch Yan Fei, with a rather tacit understanding, Yan Fei relied on the drunken dream fugue style, dodging left and right, enough to be invincible.

The cultivators in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, even if they used high-level martial arts, they couldn't help Yan Fei.

Yan Fei, who cultivated to reach the late stage of the Human Sword Ying Heaven Realm, was comparable to the late stage of the Martial Emperor Realm of a martial cultivator, and his comprehensive combat strength was by no means comparable to that of three or five masters in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, and there was no problem with ten or eight.

That is, after a breath of time, Shi Yong and Shi Gang found that even if the two of them joined forces, they still couldn't help Yan Fei at all, and the advantage they occupied was soon gone.

Two brothers, two bright silver guns, were beaten by Yan Fei to dodge left and right.

Shi Shengxin, who was not far away, all mentioned his throat.

Shi Yong and Shi Gang were shocked, because they knew that many times, they looked like they were almost injured by Yan Fei, in fact, it was all Yan Fei's deliberate deviation, otherwise, they would have been defeated and injured by now.

"Third brother, what are you still doing in a daze, and you can't come to help the eldest brother?"

"Third brother, our three brothers haven't fought side by side for a long time, today's opportunity is very good, we can't miss the master, come on, come on, our brothers join forces, and we will meet this bloodthirsty madman for a while." ”

Shi Sheng was helpless.

If it weren't for Yan Fei's mercy, he would never have come back.

He really didn't want to fight with Yan Fei, because he could see that Yan Fei had always been merciful, otherwise the eldest brother and the second brother would have been defeated.

Shi Sheng had fought with Yan Fei, and he understood that he had no choice but to fight.

"Big brother and second brother, stop quickly, you don't have to fight anymore, even if you and I join forces, we will definitely not be his opponents. ”

"Third brother, it doesn't look like this came out of your mouth. ”

Shi Gang continued: "Third brother, the three of us brothers are the most arrogant of you, I don't usually see who you have served, what you said today is not your character." ”

"Big brother, second brother"

Shi Sheng was about to speak again, only to hear a sword roar, he hurriedly flashed his eyes at Yan Fei, but saw that the sword in Yan Fei's hand was trembling violently, and the sword light on the sword body was swirling.

"Brother Yan, don't. ”

Yan Fei obviously didn't want to play with Shi Yong Shi Gang anymore. Jian Yuan was infused, the greedy wolf sword trembled violently, Yan Fei's body flickered, his speed more than doubled, and his combat power output had also increased to eighty percent, and what was even worse was that this momentum suddenly increased by three points, and Yan Fei's momentum made Shi Yong Shi Gang frightened, and the momentum of the two of them was combined

, barely competed with Yan Fei, and at this moment they realized that Yan Fei didn't use all his strength at all.

In an instant, the strong suppression, Shi Yong and Shi Gang felt a sense of fear.

The movement slowed slightly, and at the same moment, Shi Yong and Shi Gang let out a miserable scream together.

Shi Yong's left leg and Shi Gang's left leg were almost in the same position, and they were hit by a sword.

The sword wound was not deep, about two inches, Rao was like this, and the legs of the two were quickly stained red with blood.

"Big brother, second brother. Seeing that the situation was not good, Shi Sheng hurriedly dodged and rushed to the front, and glanced at the sword wound on the leg of the two people, Shi Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Fei, with a little gratitude in his eyes, it was obvious that Yan Fei was still merciful under his hands.

Shi Yong and Shi Gang were full of shock, the two glanced at the location of each other's wounds, and recalled the moment when Fang had just been hit by the sword, as masters of the Holy Realm, they finally understood that the gap between them and Yan Fei was really not a little bit.

At the same time, the sword is wounded in the same position, and the large scale of the sword wound is almost the same.

If they don't understand it again, the practice will be in vain.

At this moment, Yan Fei was less than two feet away from the stone house, he raised his sword and looked directly at the stone house and said loudly: "Spear Saint senior, junior Yan Fei, I look forward to seeing you." ”

As soon as the words fell, an inconspicuous wooden stick shot out of the stone house, not fast, flat and flat. Yan Fei's sword eyebrows were raised in an instant, and his expression was nervous, as if he was facing a great enemy.