The sword was very soft, and through the air, it made a crystal clear crisp sound, as if it suddenly exploded from the snowflakes, and by the time Yang Ou reacted, the opponent's sword had already pierced Chen Zifeng's back.

"Poof!"

A long sword, with flesh and blood, came out of Chen Zifeng's back, and blood splashed everywhere.

"Huh? It was actually avoided and the reaction speed was not bad. A rather gentle voice sounded, and then, above the snow, two slender figures slowly appeared.

One is a man wearing a mask, who at first glance is a person from the heavenly realm, that is, a war walker, and the other, whether it is dressed or accented, is an authentic Huaxia person.

A pair of black-framed glasses, gentle and elegant, at this moment the young man was wiping the soft sword in his hand, it seemed that he was a little confused by the killing blow just now.

"Tell me, how did you get there?" He looked up at Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng, but they kept going back and forth between the two.

"Zifeng, are you okay?" Yang Ou asked nervously, everything happened too fast just now, without any warning, not even himself, he didn't notice it, fortunately, Chen Zifeng pushed him, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

What a swordsmanship!

"Big brother, I'm fine, a little injury." Chen Zifeng raised his head in a cold voice and looked at the other party, the other two were obviously from the Temple of War, so they were not easy to provoke.

"Luck." Chen Zifeng pulled out his sword and looked at the other party, a chill erupted in his eyes.

Without any greetings, he directly sneaked attacked, which made him feel a little surprised, because generally there is no direct conflict of interest, especially between Chinese people, this is not the case at all.

"Big brother, be careful, this person should be a paranoid, and a murderous madman, you see that his eyes have a very strong excitement about blood."

Chen Zifeng said in a low voice, because he was too familiar with this kind of look, he himself was a madman, but he rarely showed it.

Therefore, Ye Mo has always believed that Chen Zifeng is very suitable for living in the abyss.

"Luck?" The young man frowned, then shook his head again, his fingers were unusually slender, as white as a woman, and under Sven's glasses were a pair of eyes that revealed hysterical madness.

"I don't like this answer very much."

"Just like before, I came to a village, and one of the children in it called me a hypocrite."

"I didn't like that name, so I killed everyone in their village." The young man said with a smile, his smile was very calm, as if he was saying something insignificant, but such a smile made Yang Ou feel cold.

Because they happened to pass by that village before, and there were nearly three or four hundred corpses in it, lying in the snow with hideous faces.

At that time, they felt that something was wrong, and they did not expect to meet the murderer.

"I don't like your answer, so I want to kill you." The young man's toes tapped lightly on the snow, his face was calm and eerie, and killing seemed to him to be nothing more than a simple game.

"Young master, don't be too troublesome, we must rush to the city as soon as possible and investigate the reason." The masked man finally spoke, his voice as steady as a mountain.

"You also know to call me young master, then you know that everything must be listened to me."

"Don't forget, I am the inheritor of the goddess of war, and the hope of your branch, you will all be my subordinates in the future, if you don't want to die, shut up." The young man was still smiling, but Yang Ou couldn't see any smile in his smile.

The Warwalker hesitated, but sneered in his heart.

For example, some of the things that are happening in the world today have already been spread.

The so-called inheritors are not disciples of the gods at all, but just a container for them.

The man in front of him will die sooner or later.

However, if the goddess of war could descend to earth through the body of their branch, then they would reap endless benefits, which is why they humbled this young man.

What's more, it is rumored that the gods are reborn in this way, and their personalities will also be affected by their original bodies, and if this man has bad feelings towards their division, then all his efforts will be in vain.

So much so that the current temple of war is humbling this inheritor everywhere, no matter how many people the other party kills, it is not a disaster.

Yang Ou clenched the gun in his hand, his gaze was extremely firm: "Zifeng, the strength of these two people, the war walker, I can't feel it, but what can make me feel palpitations is at least a level 29 existence, as for that young man, it should be the so-called inheritor...... Very strong! ”

Even Yang Ou said that it was powerful, and it was naturally extremely terrifying, you must know that Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng are both top powerhouses, and their strength was all killed by war, but with the sword just now, the other party almost succeeded in a sneak attack.

"Up!"

The two did not hesitate, because it was almost certain that the other party had killing intent, so if they didn't take the initiative to attack, they would have no chance at all.

"Ding!" Chen Zifeng's long sword was lightly raised, and it followed the direction of the wind, and it was headed towards the young man's head.

"Two-on-one, I like it." The young man was in an elegant posture, and his long sword slashed through the snow, and suddenly he rose up.

Scold!

The two swords collided, and sparks flew in all directions, making a sound of metal grinding.

Chen Zifeng's sword was still built by Ye Mo, and it was also level 20, so naturally he would not lose to the other party.

And Yang Ou's spear was only level 15, and it was stranded because there was no material.

Whoosh!

The moment the two came into contact, they violently slashed dozens of swords.

In the sky, the shadow of the sword was heavy, stirring up the snowflakes in the sky.

"Strength, very strong, and battle instinct is also very strong, but if you don't use the move just now, two against one, we have a chance of winning."

Chen Zifeng calmly calculated, but he knew that the biggest threat here was the war walker who had been standing there with his hands on his back, if there was any danger, the other party would definitely take action.

"No way, your instinctive judgment is on par with me!"

There was a hint of depression in the young man's eyes, because the swordsman's specialty skill in the second turn was to strengthen the judgment of instinct.

Swordsman, every sword, is delicate to the limit.

"Whew~"

Suddenly, the opponent changed the attack line, the moves became straight, and the power became more and more powerful, and a soft sword actually used the effect of a heavy sword.

"It's as light as it gets." Chen Zifeng's eyes remained unchanged, unusually cold, "The other party's strength should be 3 levels greater than mine......"

Brush!

He stabbed his sword into a stone, and with the force of the rebound, it bounced away.

And at this moment, a figure passed by at a rapid speed.

- Battlefield Charge!

- Locked!

The young man looked at Yang Ou who was coming at great speed, and smiled disdainfully, his posture was like a flying goose, avoiding it lightly.

"Battlefield charge, that's not how to use ......" The young man was just halfway through his words, when suddenly, the battlefield charge, which had been avoided, suddenly adjusted its angle.

"Young master, be careful!" The leisurely war walkers on the side were not calm anymore.

But because of the fight just now, he was already some distance away from the young man.

Click!

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce the young man's body, suddenly, on the surface of his body, a war rune flickered.

- Shield of War.

This is the blessing of the goddess of war, a very high-level skill, and the young man, who can only use it once, can easily resist any attack below the legendary realm.

Bang!

There was a crashing sound.

Yang Ou's gun body twisted into an exaggerated arc, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

"Zifeng! Jump! ”

Yang Ou followed the inertia of the impact, and Chen Zifeng, who had been waiting on the edge of the cliff for a long time, jumped down without hesitation.

"Light Body!"

Chen Zifeng and Yang Ou both used a light body scroll at the same time, which Ye Mo used for their self-defense.

From beginning to end, Yang Ou and Chen Zifeng had no intention of killing those two, their purpose was to get close to the cliff.

……

"Damn, two lower humans! I wasted a precious blessing! The young man's face was very unsightly, and he kept cursing.

The Warwalker made a slight sound, as if surprised that the two men had fled in front of him.

"Young master, let's go......"

"Lao Guo, what should I do if I want to kill someone?" The young man's gaze was gloomy.

The war walker known as Lao Guo didn't seem to care: "If you go to the city, you can kill people." ”