Qiao Feng was like a ghost in the dark night, he moved to the battlefield as if no one had seen him. It's not that everyone's eyes are blind, it's that Qiao Feng's speed is too fast.

The soft sword at his waist was his weapon, the soft light sword.

This sword was made by the master of refining, Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng became famous as a young man, and in his later years, he had his own unique attainments in the manufacture of weapons. This soft light sword is the work of Ouyang Feng in his later years. The soft light sword is a few millimeters thick, the sword body is one meter two, and the hilt is the size of two fists.

The soft light sword seems to be soft and weak, but when it faces the enemy, the sword body is like a tool spirit, rigid and soft, and strong when it is strong.

Qiao Feng's target was Wu Cheng, and he stepped on the moon and flew between his body, only a few meters away from Wu Cheng.

"Huh?" Wu Cheng has deep internal strength and sensitive ears and eyes. When Qiao Feng approached him, Wu Cheng sensed him with his sensitive sense of touch. To Wu Cheng's surprise, the president of the Qiao Family Chamber of Commerce was able to fly the eaves and walk the wall, so that he could do it with a good hand.

Scold~~~

I saw Qiao Feng's soft light sword swinging in front of him, and the white light, like the scorching light of the scorching sun, wanted to stab Wu Cheng's eyes.

Wu Cheng looked at the sword that Qiao Feng swung in front of him, it could still shine so brightly in the dark night, this sword must be a treasure.

Wu Cheng did not panic or fear. With a spear in his hand, he seems to be descending from heaven, the Buddha comes to kill the Buddha, and the god comes to kill the god.

The spear pointed at the soft light sword, and the spear head and the soft light sword heart were pointed. It stands to reason that the thickness of the spear head should be a little tougher than the soft light sword heart. How do you know that between the intersection of weapons, since there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

"What a deep internal force. Wu Cheng saw Qiao Feng again, in addition to his high praise for his plan, his martial arts were even more amazed.

"Master Wu, I haven't seen you for many days, I miss it very much. Qiao Feng's eyes were like the eyes of an eagle, staring at him tightly, as if Wu Cheng was his prey.

After Qiao Feng's words, the soft light sword 'poofed', like a soft water snake, slowly winding, and went towards Wu Cheng's heart.

The body of the soft light sword is only one meter two, and the length of the spear is twice as long as the soft light sword. Looking at the soft light sword entangled, Wu Cheng felt a fear and a threat, and always felt that the soft light sword was not simple on the outside.

Wu Cheng's guess is right, the soft light sword is not only soft with rigidity, but also rigid with softness. It has an even more subtle use, namely that the blade can be extended. This is the secret that Ouyang Feng deliberately added to the soft light sword when he was forging.

Watch the soft light saber strengthen inch by inch, and approach inch by inch. Wu Cheng immediately made a decision, and with a side palm, the spear was shaken away, and the spear opened outward with the soft light sword, and the extended soft light sword failed to hurt Wu Cheng by half a hair.

Shout~~~

One move failed, Qiao Feng recovered one by one, and the sword body that was extended by the soft light slowly retracted back to its original length.

"Master Wuhou, have you ever seen my daughter?" Qiao Bingbing went out with the heavy responsibility of killing Wu Cheng, and he has not returned yet, as a party, Qiao Feng wants to hear the ins and outs of the matter in person. To be exact, Qiao Feng wanted to know whether Qiao Bingbing was alive or dead.

"Your daughter. Wu Cheng suddenly thought of Qiao Bingbing's assassination that night. That night, Wu Cheng's heart was a nightmare, and it was an indelible black spot. The events of that night, like roundworms in the stomach, can only be held in their own bodies, and they will never tell anyone. This involves the consolidation of one's own position.

"What happened to my daughter?" Seeing Wu Cheng's hesitant gaze, Qiao Feng could conclude that Qiao Bingbing had assassinated Wu Cheng. As for what happened, Qiao Feng wanted to know for himself.

"President Qiao, your own daughter, you can't control it, looking for someone to ask me for someone is really ridiculous. Wu Cheng smiled.

"What's wrong with my daughter?" Qiao Feng looked at Wu Cheng coldly, he could ignore Wu Cheng's contempt, he could ignore Wu Cheng's teasing, he only wanted to know Qiao Bingbing's life and death at this time.

"I'll help you guess. It may have been caught, it may have been killed, and it is more likely that it ran away with a man. Wu Cheng knew that someone had appeared that day, but he didn't know who saved him. From Qiao Feng's words, the information he got was that Qiao Bingbing was missing. There are many meanings of disappearance, and Wu Cheng does not dare to conclude it. But there is one thing, even if Qiao Bingbing doesn't die, it won't be much better. Qiao Feng's worries made Wu Cheng understand.

"I'm ridiculous to ask you a dead man. Qiao Feng was patient enough, he just wanted to know a result. Even if Qiao Bingbing died, he could know why Qiao Bingbing didn't go back, but when he asked Wu Cheng again and again, not only did he not answer directly, but he humiliated himself even more with this matter, and Qiao Feng's patience had reached the limit.

"It doesn't matter who lives and who dies. Wu Cheng saw that Qiao Feng had murderous intent again, and he immediately became vigilant.

'Come back!' Wu Cheng sucked his palm, and the spear flew from the ground to his palm, and the human gun merged again.

"Let you see what a real murder sword is. Qiao Feng said coldly. The soft light sword in his hand, in Qiao Feng's hand, conjured up many sword shadows, and each sword shadow seemed to be the real body.

Qiao Feng's sword shadow is not a false body, but the speed of using the sword technique is too fast, so that what the naked eye can see is a sword shadow, which is completely different from the false body method and the sword technique.

'Yan Fei's nest!' Qiao Feng suddenly flew out, he turned himself into a bird, Wu Cheng's body was the nest he returned to.

The bird's nest is small, agile and light. Not only is it fast, but it can also change direction at will. Qiao Feng's swordsmanship is to take the dexterity and speed of the bird's finch and integrate it into the swordsmanship. Unleash your sword skills with dexterity and speed to take the enemy's head.

Wu Cheng's sword body, which had been extended by the soft light sword, was caught off guard. At this time, seeing Qiao Feng's smart swordsmanship, Wu Cheng's spirit increased a hundredfold, and today's battle is about life and death, and there is no room for distraction.

'Waves on the coast!' Wu Cheng looked at Qiao Feng's approaching body, he stepped on the earth, and there was an internal energy surging around him, only to see the spear turn into a hot wheel, a wave of the sea, stretching outward.

'Oh~~~' Qiao Feng's soft light sword penetrated through the monstrous strength of Wu Cheng's waves.

Forward, Qiao Feng's soft light sword wanted to penetrate.

'Ah!' Wu Cheng shouted, the spear in his hand, and the Hot Wheels style was even faster. The soft light saber is blocked from the power of Hot Wheels.

'Ah!' Qiao Feng was also not to be outdone, and he also roared.

Wu Cheng is on the ground, Qiao Feng is in the sky, and the two seem to be frozen here, consuming each other's internal forces.

"If you want to kill me, you're still a little tender. "Wu Cheng saw that Qiao Feng couldn't break through his 'Wave Coast', so he said out of too much confidence.

"You seem to have forgotten what happened just now?" Qiao Feng said meaningfully.

"Huh?" Wu Cheng seemed to remember something. Once again, he felt the breath of death coming towards him. He didn't know what would happen, seeing Qiao Feng at this time was like seeing Qiao Bingbing. Their father and daughter are terrible.

Shout~~~

The soft light sword in Qiao Feng's hand, the sword body suddenly extended, penetrating layer by layer, and hitting directly layer by layer.

Wu Cheng looked at the penetration of the soft light sword, he wanted to stop it, but he was in no hurry.

Wu Cheng knew that this time he was really going to die, he closed his eyes, and this time he didn't beg for mercy.

The soft light sword went down Wu Cheng's head, Qiao Feng looked at Wu Cheng and closed his eyes, his heart suddenly changed his mind, and the soft light sword suddenly turned around and wrapped around Wu Cheng's right arm.

Qiao Feng took advantage of the situation, and the soft light sword cut off Wu Cheng's right arm, and his right arm flew out with a spear.

'Ah!' Wu Cheng broke his right arm, and was kicked away by Qiao Feng, Wu Cheng fell to the ground heavily, and he could no longer fight Qiao Feng.