This sword attack is extremely concealed, extremely powerful, and in the moment when the minds of the people outside the door relax, it uses a thunderous thunderbolt-like means.

At this moment, only the cold light broke through the sky.

Wang Anfeng never expected such a change, and was a little caught off guard for a while, but he recalled that he was exactly what he looked like after Yi Rong at this time, and was misunderstood by Chuan Lian, thinking that he was a warrior in the Immortal Pavilion, and it was understandable, he did not draw his sword at the moment, but just took half a step back, avoiding the sharp edge of the long sword.

It was only because his right shoulder was injured by Zhao Zhengyong's sword four days ago, and he only shot with his left hand at this time.

The palm of the hand is slightly raised, and the fingers are flicked above the blade of the sword.

But I heard the roar of the voice, the strength of the sword was scattered when it landed, Wang Anfeng's body changed under his feet, his body turned sideways to avoid the sword edge, and the three fingers of his left hand were from the bottom to the top, and he put them on the sword body, and carried up the ten forces of Rulai, and the sword was like piercing into the stone wall and rock, and then he couldn't move half a minute.

The strength of the sword body spread.

Wang Anfeng had a faint stinging pain in the fingertips of his fingers, pursed his lips, and only opened his mouth in the original youthful tone, and said:

"It's me, Brother Chuan......"

The blade trembled slightly.

When he spoke, Wang Anfeng's expression was quite complicated.

Two years ago, when he left Fufeng County and went to Yakushi Valley, neither he nor Kawaren Mengyuexue had ever imagined such a result.

No one could have predicted that the day of farewell would be two years later.

There is nothing right or wrong to say, only to say that the world makes people.

The strength on the sword dissipated, Wang Anfeng let go of his fingers, breathed a sigh of relief, and said warmly:

"Brother Chuan, open the door first."

"Let's go in and talk about ......"

Before the sound fell, the long sword that had already dissipated its strength stabbed forward suddenly, extremely fierce and violent, Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, and suddenly there was a sound of Karakala, and the originally closed wooden door rushed directly towards him from both sides of the wall.

Wang Anfeng's heart sank, knowing that something was wrong, his toes touched the ground, and he had already swept out of the back.

Just because this place is relatively remote and the alley is narrow, even if he is very high, he can avoid the wooden door that has been smashed, but he never thought that suddenly two cold rays broke open the left and right wooden doors directly from the middle, and in the sound of clicking, one left and one right, straight to the young man's arms, and the sword stabbed straight from the middle, like a poisonous snake out of the grass.

As a martial artist, even if he cultivates to the sky, he is still just a person.

If he is pierced, even a six-rank martial artist like Zhao Zhengyong will be killed on the spot, let alone a seven-grade martial artist like Wang Anfeng, and if he resists with a golden bell cover, it will consume a lot of energy, and he will fall into passivity, which is really unwise.

The heart recites the Buddhist scriptures, the wharf moves the mountain, and the method of the ten forces appears again.

The nameless ink knife from the leader of the Twenty-Seven Companies roared, slashing through the void, turning around, and dancing out of a circle of cold light, but when I heard a few crisp clicks, the three weapons that were obviously sharp were directly cut open by this heavy knife, and they were inserted into the ground, and the roar did not stop.

The so-called siege and killing situation was broken in an instant.

At this time, the person who shot also appeared in front of Wang Anfeng.

It was not the Chuanlian that Wang Anfeng had thought before, behind the wooden door, there was a thin young man, dressed in brocade clothes and jade belts, looking about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, holding the hilt of a sword, as if he couldn't believe it, and his face was stunned.

On the left and right of each stood a stout man, less than five feet long, with an ugly face, and an average appearance, but at this time he was very alert, seeing this, he threw down the broken knife, and each of them pulled out a dog-legged knife, with a vigilant expression, staring at the young warrior holding the ink knife outside the door, and the one on the left pulled his throat and shouted loudly:

"I don't know which sect and which faction are the brothers? Want to come here for a piece of the pie too? ”

His face was vicious, but his heart was really shaken.

After learning martial arts, with some ninth-rate knife skills and tacit understanding, they have also let go of many martial artists and have a lot of reputation, even if they are not defeated, they will never suffer a loss.

It is really rare to be like Fang Cai, secretly attacking, but being stabbed by someone, directly smashing the weapon, in this Jianghu of Fufeng, only those masters with names and surnames can do it, and the young man in front of him looks young, and he already has such amazing skills.

At this time, the tiger's mouth in his right hand, which was holding the dogleg knife, was still sore.

With all his strength, he didn't know how much he could send, and his heart had already risen in his heart.

Wang Anfeng didn't answer when he heard this, his eyes swept over the three people, and fell into this courtyard, just like what he had just seen outside, although this courtyard is in a remote location, it is quite quiet, and the land is very clean, and a small field has been cultivated in the front yard, which is really suitable for seclusion and hiding.

But at this time, the wooden house in the courtyard was already in a mess.

The door of the house was wide open, and there were several slashing marks on the door, among which there was curling green smoke, which was the pharmacist Gu Qixiang that Wang Anfeng had noticed.

Crimson blood poured from the house.

Wang Anfeng's face became colder, and the twin brothers sensed that something was wrong, pretending to make a feint, and rushed towards Wang Anfeng, secretly preparing to perform a unique light skill stumbling footwork, taking advantage of the latter's defense, fleeing from the left and right sides of the young man.

Just after jumping out of two steps, Wang Anfeng's heavy knife in his left hand was raised violently.

The blade slashed through the air, creating a layer of energy that was almost visible to the naked eye, and swept violently.

The twin brothers' faces changed, and they hurriedly blocked them with the weapons in their hands, but they felt a crisp click, their hands were cold at first, and then a sharp pain struck, and their bodies flew towards the courtyard like fallen leaves, only to feel that the heavens and the earth were at a loss, and the heavy body was unusually light, as if it was going to ride the wind straight up to the sky.

In the midst of the explosion, the two men with about eight grades of internal strength and strength slammed into the green wall, knocking out a large spider web crack, which was directly embedded in the wall, and their limbs hung down, and there was no sound.

The two dog-legged knives that stood in front of the blade of the ink knife fell to the ground and shattered into slag.

The knife in Wang Anfeng's hand was already weighing a thousand catties, and he was in a rage, holding the Ten Powers Method, and making a move, purely in terms of strength, it was almost not inferior to the ordinary six-grade martial artist's blow, and only two eight-grade martial artists, how could they resist it.

The young man who had previously held a sword and plotted against Wang Anfeng had only come back to his senses at this time, his face was pale, and his heart was beating wildly.

In just a few breaths, the two masters whose martial arts are not inferior to themselves in any way have been defeated in one move, and there is no power to fight back, at this time, I don't know whether to die or live, my mind is here, there are big drops of cold sweat oozing out of my forehead, I swallowed saliva, and the palm holding the weapon is uncontrollable, trembling non-stop.

The air waves were rolling in front of them, kicking up dust like fog.

The warrior in the ink-colored power suit held the long knife diagonally in his left hand and stepped forward slowly.

The footsteps almost sounded like they were stepping on my heart.

His face was as cold as ice.

The long knife in his hand was like ink, heavy and unsheathed, but the blade was a cold snow-white, which made him feel more and more frightened.

Ignoring the trembling young man, Wang Anfeng stepped on his footsteps, and in the blink of an eye, he had already swept a distance of ten zhang and appeared in front of the wooden house.

He was afraid that after he went in, he would see the last thing he wanted to see.

Pursing his lips, Wang Anfeng put the heavy knife on his back and strode in.

………………………………………

It's about three miles west of the house.

An old man sat on a chaise longue, his beard was white, holding a volume of medical books in his hand, and a pot of tea was placed on the stone table next to him.

The leader had square eyebrows, a silver whip around his waist, and said in a deep voice:

"Seventh Elder, the news has been released."

"The person with the fastest foot in the rivers and lakes has arrived, and the martial arts brothers are also among them, their internal cultivation is not bad, and the sword skills are ruthless, if the medicine master Gu Yu is there, he will definitely suffer some injuries, and then the pursuit will be simpler."

The old man bowed slightly, put the medical book on his lap, frowned, and said slowly:

"That's for the best."

"Three holes of cunning rabbits, huh...... In the past two years, the remnants have grown a lot. ”

"When we were chasing after us, we also injured a lot of disciples in the pavilion, and not even a single one survived recently...... If it continues, although there is no major trouble, it is also annoying, and cultivating martial artists in our pavilion is not a simple matter after all. ”

When the half-kneeling warrior heard this, there was a cold sweat on his forehead, and he knew that the old man in front of him was secretly reminding himself that this matter had caused the pavilion to be unhappy, and he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and bowed down again, saying:

"Please rest assured, Elder."

"This time, we released the news of his whereabouts, and told those warriors that there was a secret book of medicine medicine in the medicine master's valley, and under the surging of the crowd, they would definitely be able to force out the horses and feet of the remnants."

"What's more, although the remnants of martial arts are not low and ruthless, they still carry a burden after all."

"We have already laid a net in this town, and as long as they show the slightest clue, they will not want to escape to life, and when the net is gone, we can capture all the remnants of those two sins."

PS: The first update is presented......