The dark night suddenly flashed a cold light, and Jing Qidao came out like a dragon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sharp blade tore through the rainy night, mercilessly slashing through the front door of a gang, and in the scream, Pu Dao turned abruptly in an incredible way, from swinging upwards to slashing flatly, and with a crisp sound, he flew a long sword that attacked insidiously, and danced into an impenetrable sword light in front of him.

The slightly cold spring rain has already wet Xu Feng's long hair, and the rainy night is completely mixed with people, and between heaven and earth, the sound of killing is everywhere.

At the beginning, everyone focused on Jing Qi, and they couldn't help but despise the young man who came together. After more than a dozen rounds, I found that Xu Feng was a difficult opponent. Not only is his body unpredictable and elusive, but the black sword in his hand is even more powerful, and a thin sword dances in his hand with the magnificent meaning of a surging river.

In the rainy night after the bloodshed, the six gangs seemed to be united, but in fact, they had their own ghosts, slashing each other for decades, and who didn't want to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to weaken each other's power.

Jing Qi only brought one person to the appointment, which pushed this excellent opportunity to the extreme. In the eyes of the gangs, the current situation is that two fists are invincible to four hands, and the heroes can't stand the crowd. The more people in the gang, the more obvious this kind of thinking becomes, even if Jing Qi and the two of them exhaust their minds to slaughter all the other gangs, in the end, even if there is only one gang left, they can pick up a ready-made bargain and behead the two people at the end of the crossbow.

Jing Qi, who grew up in the gang, is well versed in the sinister nature of the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes, and has insight into each other's scheming to reap the benefits, so he also takes advantage of the situation of watching each other and not doing his best to kill as many people as possible and waste as many people as possible to reduce the pressure of fighting.

Jing Qi and Xu Feng seem to pick a straight line to kill, in fact, they have a tacit understanding to pick the direction of the two gangs to shoot, it seems that they are moving and fighting hard, but in fact, neither of them has tried their best, and everywhere the sword passes is to cripple people, or cut off their hands and feet, or hurt their eyes, this kind of selective slashing and killing makes the cold night give birth to a trace of cruelty.

Seeing that his brothers were overturned one by one, the Lord of the Blood Sakura Hall scolded the middle-aged scribe who spoke at the beginning: "Crow Chen, you fucking think clearly, I'm dead, and you can't escape." ”

Gang Leader Chen watched the power of others gradually decrease, and he still had a trace of joy in his heart at first, but as time passed bit by bit, he saw that Jing Qi and the two of them seemed to be flustered, but in fact, they were slashing and killing in a very orderly manner, and their faces became more and more solemn.

Crow Chen Fei came to the circle, pointed the long sword in his hand at Jing Qi, and said coldly: "Brothers, don't fall for Jing Qi's tricks, working together to kill this talent is the key, brothers of the Flying Eagle Society, follow me, kill!"

The Flying Eagle Club Chen Gang Leader has always had a good reputation in Nancheng, and his martial arts are very profound, and he is also quite popular with the gang. Before he finished speaking, the bosses who had been in battle for a long time gradually saw the clues in the field.

Everyone shouted again, raising their swords high, their faces were hideous, and the tide was surging towards Jing Qi.

The strength of the gangs was no longer reserved, and the swords, guns, swords, and halberds greeted Jing Qi and Xu Feng like a torrential rain.

There are just too many people.

There were only a dozen people who could really get in front of Jing Qi and Xu Feng, and the other gangs were waiting for an opportunity on the periphery, preparing to sneak attack.

In the face of the swarming swords, the pressure on Jing Qi's body increased suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and danced the Pu knife into a circle, protecting the vital points around him, the blade was outward, and the whole person was like a rotating knife array, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere he went, screaming again and again.

Crow Chen watched the battle calmly on the side, and finally saw an opportunity, the hilt of the sword suddenly turned in the rain, pulled out a rain flower, and the long sword that rushed out, like a tricky poisonous snake, went straight to Jing Qi's lower abdomen.

Seeing that he was about to be stabbed, Gang Leader Chen suddenly felt his wrist sink, and a silent huge force swept away his long sword, which shook the sword and buzzed, and the entire arm holding the sword was followed by a burst of soreness.

"Oh!" In the midst of the chaotic battle, Gang Leader Chen turned his head to see Xu Feng's cold gaze.

From the beginning of persuading Jing Qi to kill himself, Xu Feng focused on this person. The eldest brother of the Jianghu gang turned out to be an enlightened cultivator!

In the chaos of the battle, Xu Feng firmly locked on this person.

With a cold snort, Xu Feng exerted the power of the black sword with all his might, and slashed the two gangs in front of him, and his long arms shook, like a flying eagle fighting a rabbit, and directly took this person.

Gang Master Chen didn't dare to slack off, and waved his sword to greet him!

Xu Feng came out with all his might, and the person had already put the long sword in front of his chest in mid-air, using the sword as a knife, and even the person with the sword smashed towards Crow Chen without any way out!

Everyone is fighting, and if there is a cultivator present, even if it is just enlightenment, it will be much more passive. Therefore, Xu Feng wants to solve this person within five moves, which is completely a disregard for his life.

Xu Feng came too fast, and the Chen gang leader had no choice but to use his internal force to take on this domineering move of using a sword as a knife.

Rumble!!

The moment the two collided together, the sound of gold and stone resonating sounded. Gang Leader Chen was instantly knocked flying more than a foot away, and the long sword in his hand was also shocked several times, cutting through the rain curtain and shooting out!

Xu Feng took three steps back in a row before he stabilized his body, and his blood was churning.

A fiasco in one move!

Gang Leader Chen, who looked like a scholar, strongly felt the danger of tonight's battle, and he obviously had an absolute advantage, but an inexplicable panic rose in his heart.

The older the rivers and lakes, the less courage they have, and between life and death, life is the first priority.

He didn't hesitate anymore and ran away in the night.

He fled defensively, seemingly rushing forward without scruples, but holding the mechanism under his coat in his hand.

Xu Feng rose from the ground again, flashed behind Gang Leader Chen, and swung his long sword flatly, wanting to catch him off guard.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the darts in the sky covered him like a net.

Knowing the plan, Xu Feng was resolutely not afraid, and with a wild shout, he danced the black sword into a whirlwind, killing a hole among thousands of darts, the black sword tip was lightly touched in the back of the Chen Gang Leader's heart, and the Chen Gang Leader who was running was like a piece of thrown wood rolling on the ground a few times, and there was no movement.

There was also a dart nailed deep into Xu Feng's shoulder socket, and at the moment of the dart, Xu Feng's whole body suddenly stirred, and the pain instantly hit his whole body like electricity.

The night rain became heavier and heavier, and the coldness of the spring rain turned into a majestic and fierce summer rain.

Looking at the figure rushing and fighting in the night, Xu Feng's blood suddenly surged, and he sang loudly in the rain:

"Look ahead, the black hole! It must be the thief's lair! Wait for me to catch up and kill him cleanly. ”

The pain caused by the dart completely stimulated Xu Feng's ferocity, and also stimulated the evil qi hidden in the black sword, and one person and one sword killed the crowd like a mad demon.

The rain was pouring down, and it was getting heavier and heavier as if it were a pleasure. Xu Feng, who had entered the state of madness, looked like a ghost, rampage between swords and swords, and began to chant poetry and kill people at the same time.

Zhao Keman, Hu Ying!

Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming!

The silver saddle shines on the white horse!

Soaring like a shooting star!

Ten steps to kill one!

Thousands of miles without staying!

Brush off your clothes and go!

Hidden Strength and ...... Name!

"Chivalrous Journey" has just finished chanting the first four sentences, and there are already dozens of corpses lying at their feet!

Seeing Xu Feng so brave, Jing Qi, who had already been hit in many places and was covered in blood, was greatly shocked in his heart. Secretly, I have been in the ups and downs for more than ten years, and I have seen people who drink and get drunk, and it turns out that there are people who kill people and get drunk!

The state of killing drunk is like getting drunk, the more you kill, the more you want to kill, the more you kill, the happier you are, like drinking wine and side dishes, Xu Feng is a poem to kill.

Drunk and lying in the Daimyo's Mansion!

Wild swords in all directions!

As each line of poetry was chanted, a domineering and incomparable killing move erupted from the black sword, and countless gangs were swept away by the rain splashing.

......

On a rainy night across three streets and alleys, the two still stood quietly. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and some of the rain had already fallen on Bai Hu's body. But the brocade-robed scribe's body was still as clean as new.

Bai Hu knew that he had met a master today, so he didn't ask each other anymore, but just stood quietly.

As Xu Feng chanted "kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles", the calm face of the brocade-robed scribe suddenly showed a rare interest, with a sense of amazement and appreciation, listening to Xu Feng's murderous poems through the loud sound of rain.