The streamer came, its speed was extremely fast, obviously there was no mercy on his subordinates, and he was determined to take people's lives, Hang Yong's heart trembled, and when he saw the senior brother with a sluggish and dazed face before the arrow, a force emerged from nowhere, and he rushed forward.

But from the blows that the middle and third-grade martial artists used to stand up, even if he tried everything, it was useless, and the best outcome was to be nailed to the ground with his junior brother.

The sword spike given by his mother still hangs on his waist.

It was that day that after he had the courage to finish talking to the men in black, the boy who always liked to squint and smile threw it to him, saying that since it was something given by his mother, he should naturally protect it.

Hang Yong clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and raised the bright yellow sword spike.

Mother...... Children are not filial......

Boom wave erupted!

The furious arrows were instantly grabbed, and the viscous gas wrapped on them tore and flowed, and the sound of clothes turning rattled with rattles.

Hang Yong opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw the young man who led Qingtao's ride in front of him, and the arrow that was almost fatal was held tightly in his hand.

Wu Feiwen, who was riding the wind and controlling the sky, recognized Wang Anfeng, who had been shocked by the rain of arrows before, and his expression was slightly flustered, but he found that Wang Anfeng no longer had the terrifyingly strong bow in his hand from last time, but became cheerful, and laughed loudly:

"What a guts! Good martial arts! ”

"I think you'll be able to catch it a few more times!"

With a long whistle, Wu Feiwen stepped on the visible air brick wall in the void, rose again, pulled the strong bow in his hand in relay, and in the blink of an eye, an arrow was ready to shoot out.

At this time, there are already many warriors outside the valley who have heard the news, and the warriors of the rivers and lakes like to watch the master fight, and there are not a few people who die every year, but they are still happy to do it, and at this time, seeing this arrow is like a dragon and tiger, they can't help but exclaim.

Some knowledgeable martial artists loudly explained to others how domineering and fierce this move was, if it was an ordinary martial arts practitioner, even if there were a dozen or so in front of him, there would only be a dead end, and he would be shot through.

The arrows were like streamers, and the mechanism that Yu Chi Jie and Huang Xiaoping worked hard to get out was activated, and the huge boulders and rocks smashed down, and the thickness added up to the bluestone was three points thicker than the ordinary mountain wall and was easily pierced.

The arrow castrated unabated, up to the young man who had blocked the arrow earlier.

Only when the arrow was about to pierce the man directly, the young man took a step to the side, raised his right hand, and the arrow in his hand was held like a sword, resting on the streamer.

A deep footprint was made under his feet, and the arrow that was enough to pierce the green mountains was easily blocked.

The young man raised his eyes and looked out with a blank face.

At this time, even Wu Feiwen knew that it was not good, and his body retreated sharply, but at this time, Wang Anfeng, who had no strong bow in his hand at all, seemed to be unrelenting, and took a step forward suddenly, his face was cold, and his right hand was actually full of pale gold.

Holding the arrow, he raised his arm to exert his strength, and threw it violently, and the arrow in his hand broke through the air in an instant, bringing up the vast momentum of thunder breaking through the sky, and suddenly broke through the distance of more than 100 zhang, and directly passed through Wu Feiwen's shoulder from behind.

Wu Fei's tattoo method froze for a moment.

A gentle voice sounded in the air.

"Please be merciful......

Outside the valley, the warriors who were about to watch the excitement on the treetops and rocks couldn't help but exclaim, and saw an elegant middle-aged man wearing a white cloth robe, coming with his hands.

Wu Feiwen's heart was slightly relieved, and the stinging pain appeared in his heart at this time.

The next moment, the second arrow broke through the sky like a meteor, and without the slightest hesitation, it directly pierced through Wu Feiwen, who was slacking off in shape, and pierced through the heart neatly, and the arrow rotated and brought up a piece of blood.

And it was only at this time that the dull sound of thunder breaking through the air kept remembering, Wu Feiwen's body fell like a kite with a broken string, and in the thunderous roar, Wang Anfeng withdrew his right hand.

Hang Yong's eyes moved behind him, and he saw the blood stains left along his palm.

There was a dead silence.

After a few breaths passed, Wu Feiwen's body slammed on the ground, and he was also a clever martial artist who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, coupled with his ruthlessness, he fell off his head and hit a big stone at this time, and died a miserable death, which made the onlookers couldn't help but gasp, and their scalps were numb.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at the hero who had been moving the rivers and lakes for 23 years, and said calmly:

"Killed, so what?"

Jiangdong hero Cao Donglin stood in the air in a virtual step, this understatement of ability can be regarded as a rare skill even if it is placed in the entire rivers and lakes, and it is also light-hearted, adding a bit of calm and unhurried bearing.

The surrounding warriors are all dressed in strong clothes, only he is wearing a white dress, the clothes are simple, and the fabric used is just a coarse cloth that ordinary people can weave a horse in a few days, this is the most ordinary person wearing, but in Cao Donglin, there is a taste of returning to the basics.

On the left followed a withered man, like an ancient corpse, covered with a black robe, the wind blew and rattled, and on the right side stood a tall swordsman in the void, his eyebrows were like knives, and his bearing was extraordinary. Hearing Wang Anfeng's answer, he couldn't help but smile.

Cao Donglin sighed when he heard this, and when he saw Wu Feiwen, who had fallen down and looked miserable, he said regretfully:

"Death is great, but although life is precious, but the matter has come to this point, there is nothing that can be done, but it is a pity that Brother Wu's archery skills of flying beads and stars are going to be lost in the rivers and lakes."

His voice paused slightly, and he looked at Wang Anfeng again, a little stern, and said:

"And even though Brother Wu behaved inappropriately, he didn't hurt a person's life, but he was a little rude in his words, and his crime was not to death, but he ended up like this, this little brother, isn't he half ashamed in his heart?!"

The eyebrows are clear, and when he speaks, there is a sense of righteousness, which makes people can't help but admire in their hearts. And behind Cao Donglin, there was already a martial artist who said angrily:

"Before coming here, Cao Daxia has already told us that this time I came here, don't be reckless and talk to you first, as long as I hand over the son of Wang Tiance, we won't do more killing, but I never thought that you would be so cruel."

"Brother Wu is just happy to see the hunt and wants to fight with you, but you actually made such a hot move, and originally thought that because of Wang Tiance's debts, you were implicated in the morality of the rivers and lakes, but now, the rumors are not the slightest mistake!"

"Kill them!"

As soon as he was killed, he said it in a cold manner, and there were dozens or hundreds of warriors hiding around the crowd behind him, shouting.

Human nature likes blind obedience the most, and many martial artists don't understand what happened at all, but when they saw that a master had died on their side, they subconsciously shouted.

In a moment, it was already like a tsunami of mountains and mountains, as if the people of Shenwu Mansion were what people thought and the trend of the times, and they were bound to die here.

The so-called general trend of people's hearts, which has been fermented in the rivers and lakes for three months, once it breaks out, is so fiercely colliding, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, pouring down, the power of one person, in the face of such a general trend, can almost be vulnerable to a vulnerable attack.

Without an order, Qing Taoqi didn't move, but the palm holding the weapon couldn't help but burst out, but Hang Yong, who was saved by Wang Anfeng, couldn't help it, hugged his junior brother, and shouted:

"Are you all blind!!"

"That person just now clearly wanted to kill my junior brother, if it weren't for him, my junior brother would have already been shot by him, in your eyes, it can be regarded as a joy to see the hunt, and it can be regarded as not hurting a person's life?!"

The martial artist froze slightly, then seemed disdainful, and sneered:

"What the remnants of the Shenwu Mansion said is not enough to believe! I was still a man in the Shenwu Mansion who dared to be, but I didn't expect that there would be such a nonsense! ”

Hang Yong's eyes were split, and he shouted angrily:

"I'm a disciple of the Willow Sword Sect!"

Everyone froze slightly, and then their eyes gathered on an old man with gray hair, who was wearing a light cyan robe and holding a long sword, although he looked old, he was quite clear, and he was the head of the Liu Jian faction.

Hang Yong had already seen his master at this time, his face was full of joy, and he shouted, but the old man was off his sight, and at this time, everyone around him was violent, and he couldn't help but think of anything else, just gritted his teeth and said:

"My disciples of the Liu Sword Sect came quickly to punish the evil and promote the good, walk the rivers and lakes, and fight the sword, but I never thought that in just one month, you have already taken refuge in the Shenwu Mansion!"

"After today, there will be no more disciples of you in my Willow Sword Sect!"

After finishing speaking, he felt that the eyes around him had not relaxed in the slightest, and he gritted his teeth and drew his sword, cut off a piece of his clothes, and threw it down, saying:

"The relationship between you and me is like this clothes, one sword and two paragraphs!"

As far as the ears were heard, all of them were Mr. Liu's righteous admiration voices, which were overwhelming, and a section of pale cyan clothes hung down.

Hang Yong had already been stunned for a long time, looking at the appearance of the ancestor who thought he was a chivalrous hero in his eyes, eager to clear up the relationship with him, and watched the hem of the clothes fall into a dirty ditch, and the green bamboo-like blue was also full of dirt.

Hang Yong was powerless to sit on the ground, the last time he escaped death, he hugged his junior brother, held the sword in his hand and cried, but this time he laughed bitterly, leaning forward and backward with laughter, his eyes were red, and he said:

"It wasn't blindness, it turned out to be blindness!"

"The rivers and lakes are like intrigue in the court, not blind, but blind, hahaha......"

Wang Anfeng was expressionless, standing in the middle of the two sides, Mo Xiaoqi endured the fear of coming out, and pulled away the laughing Hang Yong, Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at the martial artist who had made a lot of nonsense before, and said slowly:

"Do you recognize Wang Tiance?"

The martial artist replied coldly, raising his head and saying:

"No, I didn't."

Wang Anfeng said again: "Then you have a relative who died at the hands of Wang Tiance?" ”

The warrior's expression changed greatly, he spat a big mouthful, and said again and again: "Uncle, my father and mother are alive and well, but it's not like your dead father and mother, don't curse me with words!" ”

Wang Anfeng was silent, as if puzzled, and said softly:

"You don't know me, and you don't have a grudge against my father, so why are you here today?"

The tall warrior straightened his waist, glanced at everyone around him, and said loudly with his fists clenched:

"For the morality of the rivers and lakes, for the unjust soul, for this grievance in my heart!"

"How, can't you?!"

Wang Anfeng muttered his head and said:

"Chivalry and righteousness, what a warrior does, a breath in my heart, what a heroic man does."

"If you come to kill me, you can."

The warrior sneered, but only held the sword in his right hand.

As if encouraged by it, another man in his forties dressed in Taoist robes stepped forward, his eyes widened, and said:

"Wang Anfeng, Lao Tzu and you have no grudges in the past, and there is no enmity recently, the reason why I came here, when your father was a general of 100,000, my father died at the hands of your father, should I kill you?!"

Wang Anfeng seemed to have nothing to say, and said softly:

"Avenge your father, it's right, it's time to come!"

"Wang Anfeng ......"

For some reason, Cao Donglin, who had the feeling of being the leader of the crowd before, seemed to have no existence at this time, just stood aside, looking at the people in the rivers and lakes, true or false, and angrily said his reasons.

Raising his eyes and sweeping over, he saw that he did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles in the distance, rushing here just to see the lively Jianghu warriors, who were secretly excited, and exchanged words with each other.

knew now that this matter would soon be passed on to the entire rivers and lakes, and this thing, which might have had a mixed reputation, has completely become a good thing and a chivalrous thing to avenge the ancestors, and he is an indispensable part of it.

Thinking of this, a secret smile appeared at the corner of Cao Donglin's mouth.

Trend......

Wang Anfeng stood silently, and heard angry shouts in his ears one after another, some of them were indeed sincere, the words were like blood and tears, and some of them only came to help the fist.

And the three hundred Qingtao who were still there seemed to have disappeared at this time, and in the angry scolding, he was the only one who could bear it, the hatred of his father, his mother, and his relatives.

In my mind, the scholar who was always smiling seemed a little blurry.

It seems that what I see is always just a back.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, looked at what he saw, only saw the appearance of weapons on all sides, and the sound of angry shouting in his ears was endless, and for a while he had the illusion that the whole world was the enemy.

The situation has been tense, and after this accusation has stopped, and the opposite side has completely occupied the name of righteousness, there will be a visible tragic fight, and then killing people will be nothing more than chivalrous deeds.

Fierce fighting......

Wang Anfeng chuckled, and the laughter grew louder.

Seeing the appearance of this enemy in the world, a rare pride suddenly rose in his heart, and he suddenly took a step forward, and the Yan Sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and shot out violently with the chain mechanism.

This move was fast and ruthless, and it was sudden, piercing the martial artist who had spoken the most vigorously before.

The chain roared, and the length was no longer enough at this time, purely with a strong internal force weapon, and then violently pulled it down from the cliff, and grabbed it in his hand.

The sound suddenly stopped.

With a pair of eyes of disbelief, looking at Wang Anfeng, who had a grandmaster in charge and dared to take the initiative, compared to the hustle and bustle of Fang Cai, the silence at this time was almost terrifying.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at the gentle and elegant Jiangdong hero, who had never made a move, and looked at the tall swordsman next to him, he had never liked to kill, but at this time, he did not hesitate to directly kill the struggling warrior in his hand with internal force.

The seventh-rank martial artist was almost vulnerable in front of him, and then threw this martial artist who thought he was lucky to the ground, looked at the surround that suddenly fell silent, raised his hand to connect the dots, and said loudly:

"He will kill me for the sake of his heart. Some of you want to kill me for the old vendetta, some want to kill me for the morality of the rivers and lakes, and some want to kill me for the help of your friends, Wang Anfeng has never seen you in the past, and you have never dealt with me, but since it is the revenge of Wang Tiance, then it is natural to be on me! ”

"Today, the wronged are repaid! Revenge for revenge! If you want to be chivalrous and righteous, come here! But whatever Wang Tiance did back then, Wang Anfeng is here to bear! This sentence is here, and it will be counted at any time in the future, even if there are thousands of troops and horses in the future, he wants me to be on the head, and come! ”

A pair of pupils seemed to be out of the sheath of a sharp sword, sweeping left and right, the sword in the right hand was inserted into the ground, the left hand was the palm, and the false lead was raised, as if the warriors of the rivers and lakes were invited to fight, calmly dealing with hundreds or even thousands of warriors of the rivers and lakes, and said loudly:

"Who is going to take Wang Anfeng's life today?!"

No one moved.

Wang Anfeng smiled harmlessly as if he had been in the past, took a step forward, and immediately boiled as if an angry beast was roaring, enveloping the pride that rose to the sky in his heart, and laughed:

"If you don't come, then I'll come!"

"If you don't kill, I'll kill first!"

The five-grade martial artist, a three-thousand-year-old dragon blood ginseng cultivated qi and blood, the foundation of the Buddha's foot protection divine skill, and the momentum brought by the endless bloody battle broke out.

There is a vortex between heaven and earth.

Wang Anfeng's black hair danced wildly, and a punch slammed out.

"Gale, !!"

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