This kid will shoot no matter how he says, and he won't give himself any time to prepare...... Xu Feng cursed in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It was too late to dodge, and Kankan put the crutches he was carrying in front of him.

The huge force came, Xu Feng felt that his arm holding the crutches was about to break, and his strength was full of energy, and the dust in the turbulent cabin was flying. Xu Feng backhanded his crutches horizontally behind him, like an agile cheetah, and jumped backwards and jumped behind a pile of sacks.

Is this a practitioner's blow?!

Xu Feng's heart stirred up a stormy wave. The narrow and dim cabin was low, and the two of them were about a zhang apart, and the young cultivator just waved the short sword in his hand lightly, and it actually emitted such a great power! If it weren't for the secret weapon in his hand to resist, I am afraid that he would have been seriously injured in one move! Rao was like this, Xu Feng also suffered a lot of internal injuries, like being hit in the chest by a giant hammer, and there was a burst of irritability in his chest and abdomen.

In the face of an enemy that is a hundred times stronger than oneself, a force that is completely crushed, the pressure of mountains and seas hits instantly, and even a smell of death permeates the bottom of the warehouse, in the face of such a situation, ordinary people have already given up hope, and even began to kneel and beg for mercy, Xu Feng has no fear, but gives birth to the courage to fight for his life.

"Huh!"

Shen Yilang couldn't imagine that the other party would be able to resist his own blow. Xu Feng's performance was really much surprising to Shen Yilang, and Shen Yilang seemed to understand why Shanshuitang spared no expense to deal with a young man who couldn't practice at all.

There was a brief silence in the cabin, and Xu Feng calmly stood behind a pile of grain bags, whispered his breathing, changed hands, and calmly drew his dark long sword from his cane.

Shen Yilang felt the coldness coming from the black sword on the side of the grain stack, and shook his head slightly, with a look of realization and disdain on his face. The figure was about to rise slightly, when suddenly there was darkness above his head—two sacks full of rice and grain smashed down from above.

With a roar, Jiang Liao fell from the sky.

Shen Yilang didn't think about it, he palmed it to the sky, and with a bang, Jiang Liao was shaken away from afar, the sack was torn apart like rags, and Shen Yilang's head and face were all over the head and face of rice mixed with dust, and he looked very embarrassed.

It was so troublesome to the two ordinary people, and the appearance in front of him was really detrimental to the prestige of the genius of Zhongzhou!

Shen Yilang was completely enraged by the surprise attack, and improved his skills to the extreme, his long hair flew behind his back, his clothes flew up between floating, and he didn't look at it, and the short sword in his hand swung towards the grain pile one after another.

Putting it to death and then being born, at this time, Xu Feng has put everything out of his heart, fighting frantically, whether you are a cultivator or not, Xu Feng uses feelings and calculations to try his best to capture the direction and speed of Shen Yilang's sword qi slash, and uses all his strength to toss and move, swinging his sword to meet him.

The wind whistled in the dim cabin, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sawdust mixed with rice was stirring in the air, and in a few moves, the one-person-high grain stack at the bottom of the bilge was chopped into piles of white rice scattered on the ground by the sword qi.

At this time, the grain ship was about to sail into the mouth of the Netherworld, the water surface was slightly rippling, the two sides were very open, the sky was cloudless, and the fierce battle in the cabin was perfectly hidden through the thick deck, and everything looked so beautiful.

A swarthy crossbow suddenly appeared in the air, and a short whistle sounded in the silence, and the man who was holding the cable heard the whistle, and before he could raise his head, he was pierced through the neck by the crossbow and fell down in pain.

For a time, 10,000 arrows were fired on both sides of the estuary, and the sound of arrows in the aggressive wooden boat came and went, and the sound of hasty escape on the deck of the big ship and the loud cries for help became chaotic.

Shanshuitang has never been good, not only doing river transportation business, more than a dozen gangsters are boatmen, picking up knives are robbers who kill people without blinking, the initial panic quickly stabilized, and everyone pulled out the bows and arrows and knives hidden in the wooden planks and grain bags, and began to organize a counterattack.

Just after a round of arrow rain, five or six shuttle clippers flew from both sides of the strait, with arrows and crossbows on board, dressed in strong clothes, and holding swords in the bow of the rivers and lakes stood on the bow of the boat and were eager to try. On a fast boat at the head, there was a teenager sitting steadily, the boy's face was a little pale, his black cloak was stretched behind him, a simple knife in his right hand, stable on the bow of the boat, and he calmly watched the approaching ship in the rain of arrows.

Behind the young man stood an old man with his hair in a high bun, his hands behind his back, his strength was restrained, his eyes were like sharp arrows, staring at the bottom part of the big ship, as if he wanted to see through the thick hull, which was where Shen Yilang and Xu Feng fought.

The distance between the two boats will be about ten zhang, Lao Dao jumped out of the shuttle boat, lightly touched his feet on the splashing white waves, flew straight onto the big boat, dodged several arrows and crossbows in the air, and slashed at the chest of the strong man holding the bow and arrow, and the strong man flew upside down, broke several wooden masts, and smashed on the side of the boat on the other side.

The man was like a tiger into a wolf pack, no one could resist it, taking advantage of the old way's strong boarding of the ship, the shuttle boat threw out its flying claws one after another, and quickly climbed to the big ship to kill.

Helping the crowd successfully board the ship, Lao Dao nodded slightly to the young man holding the Pu knife, his palms downward, his feet were forceful, there was a loud click, the hull shook for a while, and a big hole was stepped out of the deck several feet thick. The Taoist priest floated into the cabin, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and was meeting Shen Yilang's vertical and horizontal sword qi!

The sound of the intersection of gold and stone roared in Xu Feng's ears, facing the cultivator's sword, Xu Feng was about to exhaust all his energy, suddenly someone resisted, the pressure decreased suddenly, and the body was no longer able to support it, the injury cut by the sword qi began to burst out, the broken right arm drooped silently, and the left hand supported the ground with a sword, gaining a chance to breathe.

Xu Feng, who was holding on to his life, didn't know if he could take Shen Yilang's next sword. Seeing that the Taoist priest in the field blocked Shen Yilang's sword qi with a pair of fleshy arms, he was surprised in his heart, and finally saw a little hope for life, and his heart was relieved.

Jiang Liao was stunned by Shen Yilang's palm, and failed to see the scene of Xu Feng's hard support, at this time he woke up with a heavy body, and his tall body could only bow his head slightly in the cabin, standing firmly and slowly beside Xu Feng, staring at the crazy Shen Yilang without fear.

Although Xu Feng's performance in front of Jiang Liao was not calm, it gave people a sense of trust. Jiang Liao didn't know why Xu Feng had such a powerful enemy, but since they were brothers, there was no reason to be a bystander, let alone a cultivator, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came, he would also go up!

"Bullying two teenagers who don't know how to practice. The old man glanced at Xu Feng with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said indifferently.

Shen Yilang knew in his heart that there was no room for maneuver, and smiled indifferently: "Old horseman, I will even bully you today!"

"You are the one who sneaked up on my Akita gang, you are greedy for money and murder, and at this moment it is you who are talking nonsense, which really stains the reputation of Zhongzhou Longfeng! The old man will do the way for heaven today and abolish your cultivation!"

The old man's body moved, and he struck out a punch without any fancy punches, and the air was compressed like a burst, faintly mixed with the smell of high-temperature friction of metal.

Shen Yilang knew the identity of the old man, although the Iron and Stone Dao people had not appeared in the world for many years, but with one punch, there were no other people who could have such a momentum, with the cultivation of the Iron and Stone Dao people, I am afraid that the entire bow of the ship would be turned into powder with a full blow, and now it seems that the Akita Gang not only wants to kill people, but also seize the ship and take the grain. The Akita Gang set up a bureau, the praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch follows. He knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the Iron and Stone Dao people, and with a trace of remorse, he made a plan to save his life.

Shen Yilang snorted, the short sword drew layers of shadows in front of him, instantly laid down more than a dozen defenses, and then withdrew with both hands, protecting the vital points around him, and with the momentum of his fist like a cannonball, he directly crashed into the bulkhead, dragged out an afterimage, and quickly escaped into the water.

In Xu Feng and Jiang Liao's opinion, it was like a punch from the iron and stone chief, directly hitting a big hole in the bulkhead, and Shen Yilang didn't see how to block and escape.

"What a hero out of a young man!" said Daoist Tieshi as he looked at Xu Feng and said slowly, not caring about Shen Yilang's escape. Being able to resist the full force attack of one of the dragons and phoenixes of the four states with his mortal body, if it spreads in the cultivation world, I am afraid that it will set off an earthquake!

Although Xu Feng has a strange black sword, in the face of the coercion of cultivation, it requires a solid mind and accurate and rational judgment, all of which are indispensable, just like dancing in the crater of a volcano at the top of ten thousand feet, and the slightest negligence will be doomed.

There is an essential difference between a cultivator and a mortal, and if you have to talk about the difference, it is simply a world of difference. Even if you have the potential to practice, you must first understand the mysteries of heaven and earth, enlighten the Dharma between heaven and earth, and sense the subtleties of the world, before you can truly embark on the long road of cultivation.

His life was finally saved, Xu Feng collected his mind, endured the severe pain, solemnly stepped forward to the iron and stone chief, and gave a deep salute, thanking him for saving his life.

"Don't thank me, the person you want to thank is up there!" Iron and Stone Dao Chang pointed upwards and said unfathomably.