In front of him, he couldn't even avoid Tie Feng's attack when he fell into the house, Yang Jing's eyes flashed with fierce light, and the strength of the nine thousand catties in his body completely rioted, and that trace of internal qi was also running in the meridians. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Yanling knife in his hand slashed towards Tie Feng's lower waist, this knife far surpassed all previous attacks, and the air was somewhat split, emitting a piercing buzz.

Tie Feng was startled, and Yang Jing's sudden burst of combat power exceeded any previous moment.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed, and he faintly understood in his heart, and immediately regarded Yang Jing as the most dangerous enemy.

Rumble!

Blades collided, waves of air swept in all directions, and items in the store shattered.

A figure was rushed back by the force, and directly smashed the counter to pieces.

Yang Jing held the Yanling knife and slowly walked towards the other party, with a murderous aura on his face.

With the cooperation of his physical body and internal qi, his combat power soared, comparable to the acquired eightfold. Even if he is at the peak of Tiefeng, he is not afraid, it is nothing more than exposing his strength.

Now Tie Feng is seriously injured and his combat power has been greatly damaged, and it is also his will to survive it.

"Good guy, you are hiding deep enough, it seems that today's battle is indispensable for your provocation. ”

"Heh, whatever you think, it's just a dead man anyway. ”

Yang Jing said, raising his knife and slashing towards Tie Feng again.

This knife has a vague bit of power, as fast as thunder, splitting the mountains.

Seeing that he couldn't delay time when he spoke, Tie Feng knew that Yang Jing was determined to kill and would not delay the battle for other reasons.

Enduring the sharp pain in his chest, his left palm slapped the ground, and while his body jumped up, he slashed Yang Jing with a knife.

Bang!

Feeling the tremendous force of the blade incredibly, Yang Jing took a few steps back, his internal organs were turbulent, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth unstoppably.

Tie Feng swallowed blood, stopped his retreating figure, and his face was hideous but he was smiling: "Hehe, I didn't expect that a rookie in the Feihe Gang would have such great power." Legend has it that the strength of the physical body reaches 10,000 catties, and if it is gathered into a thread, it can reach the power of one jun. At that point, I really wasn't an opponent. But it's a pity that although the young genius knows how to rein in his edge, he is too eager and is destined to die here. ”

As he spoke, he was snorting blood, obviously unable to suppress the heavy blow brought by He Ru before. But his face was smirking hideously, his whole body was full of qi, and he looked extremely terrifying.

Yang Jing was not a little frightened by this, but was a little curious about the power of the other party's mouth. However, now was obviously not the time to ask, and Tie Feng could not be obliged to tell him, so he sneered, "At the end of the strong crossbow, it is just pretending. Just use your head to help the incense master with your surprise, and become my pedal to the top. ”

As he spoke, his body bowed slightly, and he walked like a horse, and rushed to Tiefeng in an instant.

When the Yanling knife in his hand was in the air, it turned into an arc, which was a little weird, and it actually had such a mysterious feeling.

When Yang Jing taunted, Tie Feng's pupils shrank sharply, and panic flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, he couldn't suppress the injury, and he thought that Yang Jing must be inexperienced and not brave enough at a young age. If you use your own embarrassment to make yourself afraid, maybe you still have a chance to live.

However, he didn't calculate that this opponent was a traverser. There are countless novels and film and television dramas that travelers have watched, so they can naturally distinguish the severity.

In fact, whether he was afraid or not, or saw that Tie Feng was strong and strong, Yang Jing had to kill him. The exposure of his true strength will bring him huge trouble, and it is absolutely not allowed to be leaked.

Facing the Yanling knife that slashed at him, Tie Feng chose to dodge this time.

Seeing that the other party easily dodged his slash, and before the blade reached the opponent's shoulder, Yang Jing controlled his body and twisted away.

Following this rotational force, the direction of the Yan Ling knife also changed. Although it was a slight difference, it was just chasing Tie Feng's neck.

Clang!

Tie Feng didn't think that Yang Jing's reaction would be so fast, and he didn't understand in his heart that the previous battles of this guy were all pretended, and his real strength was not brought into play at all.

In desperation, he hurriedly resisted with an iron knife. The combined attack of nine thousand catties of huge strength and internal qi made him retreat as if he had been struck by lightning, spurting blood.

Yang Jing forcibly stopped his spinning figure, ignoring the sharp pain in his ankles, and rushed to Tie Feng's body as soon as he rushed down.

Tie Feng's face changed greatly, but his figure was still retreating in the air, and he couldn't dodge anymore.

In a hurry, his rich experience allowed him to make the best choice, which was to go for the knife.

However, the Yanling knife was extremely fast, and the strength on it was even more terrifying, although this force was barely resisted by him, but the Yanling knife was sticking to the blade and gliding. Still halfway through, the force on it was a harvest, and the sudden change in strength made him uncontrollable, and the iron knife was almost about to be released.

But it was precisely like this, the iron knife slashed at Yang Jing's left shoulder by inertia.

Such a result could not tolerate Tie Feng's excitement, the sharp pain in his abdominal cavity, and the strength that quickly disappeared, all let him know what was happening.

Falling to the ground, blood gushing out, Tie Feng struggled to get up but couldn't.

"That's amazing, but I'll be waiting for you below, and I'm sure we'll be able to meet soon. ”

Tie Feng said, looking at Yang Jing's gaze full of resentment.

Shaking off the blood stains on Yanling's knife and not bothering to check the wound on his left shoulder, Yang Jing smiled: "If you are not afraid of loneliness, wait slowly, maybe I will accompany you in tens of thousands of years." ”

"Hey, Lee... Feihe, Li Yun... Crane no... Be... Good people, you are like this... Fu, sooner or later... Die... In their... Hand... On ......"

Tie Feng's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally his head tilted, completely losing his voice.

For his words, Yang Jing directly ignored them. He is making rapid progress now, if Li Feihe really wants to move himself, it will be a question of who will kill who at that time.

A traverser with a golden finger is beyond the imagination of you turtles.

Tsundere despised this guy, and then lowered her head to check the wound.

Fortunately, it was just a very ordinary knife, and it didn't even hurt the bones, but the wound was large, and the blood gushed constantly, and it was a period of cultivation.

The Pulp Cleansing Pill improved his body, and the strength of nine thousand catties, as well as the enhancement of the Solid Foundation Pei Yuan Gong, all made his physical strength far beyond that of ordinary acquired sevenfold martial artists.

But this was also his luck, and the knife was just the remnants of Tie Feng's dying counterattack. If you are at your peak, the bones will definitely be broken, and the arms may not be able to be saved.

Tear off a strip of cloth and bandage the wound according to the memory in his head.

Just as he was about to go out, his mind moved, and he quickly squatted down and searched through Tie Feng's body.

But soon, he completely believed the sentence in the novel that it was all a lie. It stands to reason that I have killed a few masters, but I have never seen anyone who can carry martial arts cheats with him. There were a lot of silver taels, but none of them were what he needed.

"Hey, I can't step on **** luck, I can't live this day. ”

Muttering to himself, he kicked open the door and came out into the street.

As soon as he saw the battle situation, he quickly rushed towards one side regardless of the wounds on his body. The wild goose sword is vigorous, and a corpse falls down every few knives, which is really majestic.