The atmosphere seemed to freeze all of a sudden, except for Nie Feng and the blood killer who were facing each other in the center, even Long Datong and the three black-clothed youths, as well as the father and daughter not far away, were almost stunned for a moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Long Datong never expected that his little boss would have the ability to resist the sword warrior Sanchongtian, not only that, but even injured the other party and vomited blood.

The three black-clothed youths were completely frightened, they also never imagined that the three protectors of the Dharma, who had always been bullying the weak and majestic, and whose murderous reputation could even terrify the hearts of most swordsmen within a hundred miles, was actually injured by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of them.

"This ...... It can't be!"

It was the fierce-looking one of the three black-clothed young men who spoke, and in a state of extreme disbelief, he finally broke the silence at the moment with a word.

After the blood killer spit out a mouthful of blood, his complexion calmed down a little, the long sword was slowly raised, and his fierce eyes stared viciously at the young man who was also dressed in black not far away, his wrist shook slightly, and the more vivid blood red condensed from the palm again, and slowly climbed up along the sword body.

"Don't you give up? It's really a bit of trouble now......"

Nie Feng muttered to himself, of course, his voice was extremely soft, even Long Datong beside him didn't fully hear it.

But just when Nie Feng's eyebrows were slowly tightened, the blood-colored long sword pointing at him from afar on the opposite side was not completely impregnated with the more vivid blood red, the more vivid blood red seemed to be weak, and when it reached two-thirds of the size of the blood-colored long sword, it finally had to stop after desperately struggling to move forward a few inches.

"Ahem......"

The blood killer, whose face was gradually becoming flat, had a flush on his face again at this moment, accompanied by a cough, a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the bright color on the blood-colored sword in his hand, after this cough, was like a leaky water bottle, and the height of the water level dropped rapidly, until it finally retracted into the palm of his hand.

"That's it!"

The Blood Killer's long sword swung, choked, and retracted its sheath, although its fierce eyes were still the same as before, the vicious color was slowly hidden by it.

"Boy, the means are not weak, and you can fight with me to lose both! It seems that no matter how much you compare, it will be difficult for you and me to distinguish the winner from the loser within a hundred moves, but unfortunately, I have other things, and I don't have that idle time! I'll let you go today! But don't be complacent, this road has made our Dragon Horse Gang suffer, but it really hasn't happened, there must be someone in front of me to take the place, you just wash your neck and wait......"

Immediately, the Blood Killer reached out and dusted off the corners of his clothes, put on a dashing and indifferent demeanor, and waved lightly at the other three beside him.

"Let's go!"

Leading the way, the Blood Killer strode towards the horse not far from the side. But in Nie Feng's eyes, the Blood Killer obviously had a feeling of being a little lustful, and his pretended chic pace did not have the lightness and arrogance of the previous one, but brought a touch of heaviness.

The three men in black, you look at me, I look at you, with a stunned and extremely unwilling look, but after glaring at Nie Feng viciously, they all turned around and quickly left with the figure of the blood killer.

In less than a cup of tea, the four men in black were gone.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Nie Feng finally couldn't stand it anymore, and after quickly putting the sword into the sheath, he coughed sharply twice, and after squirting out a small mouthful of blood in his body again, his face slowly calmed down.

The fight just now, although it ended with him having a slight advantage, but after all, the strength of the swordsman Sanzhongtian's attack is not negligible with a child's fist, and the blow of the blood killer with all his strength also caused Nie Feng to suffer a lot of internal injuries, but in order to deter the enemy, he held back and did not attack, at this moment the enemy has gone, but the suppressed injury is difficult to continue.

"Boss ......"

Long Datong turned over and dismounted, strode to Nie Feng's side, and reached out to support the latter's body that was slightly shaking.

"I'm fine......"

After Nie Feng exhaled a long breath, he slowly waved his hand to Long Datong beside him.

"But I have to find a safe place as soon as possible, I need to heal for a while. ”

Nie Feng's words were naturally only heard by Long Datong beside him, who nodded slightly, and then helped Nie Feng to the side of the dark horse.

"Little ...... Little brother!"

Nie Feng's figures paused slightly, and they turned their heads to look at the father and daughter not far away, and at this moment, the old man had already taken a few steps to catch up.

"Old man Wen Zhonglang, thank you again for the little brother's rescue. ”

Wen Zhonglang bowed deeply, and when he stood up again, he held a delicate wooden box in his hand.

"Little brother, we met in Pingshui, and thanks to the rescue twice, my father and daughter are very grateful. This little thing was obtained by accident, and it is useless to put it on me, but maybe it can help the little brother's injury, so make a thank you gift to the little brother, and I hope you don't dislike it!"

Wen Zhonglang gently rubbed the wooden box in his hand, then raised his hands flat, and held it in front of Nie Feng with a precious look, his eyes showing a look of gratitude.

"The difficulty of being anxious is what should be done, and the old man is serious. Besides, those people just now have a grudge against me, so I don't need to say thank you, this ...... Please take it back!"

Nie Feng stretched out his hand and gently pushed it, making a gesture of refusal.

"Little brother, the gift is not very valuable, it is just a little bit of my father and daughter's heart......"

Wen Zhonglang wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Long Datong on the side.

Long Datong grabbed the wooden box in Wen Zhonglang's hand firmly in his hand.

"Hehehe, boss, don't refuse, I'll take it for you first!"

When he saw Wen Zhonglang's look of surprise and worry, Long Datong grinned, "What do you see, I have already changed my ways, I don't believe you ask my boss! I just collected it for my boss!"

Wen Zhonglang looked at Long Datong, who was nearly thirty years old, and looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of him again, and soon his face turned with joy, and the original worry was swept away.

"Hehe, congratulations!

Wen Zhonglang smiled and made a congratulatory look, then stared at Nie Feng's face slightly.

"The little brother's injury must be treated as soon as possible, and if it is delayed any longer, it will damage the meridians! The old man still has important things to do, and it is inconvenient to stay longer, so I will leave! Two brothers, take care!"

"Take care!"

There was a hint of surprise in Nie Feng's eyes, but it didn't show it obviously.

Wen Zhonglang bowed deeply again, turned around and walked quickly to his daughter who was weak in the breeze, and the two led the horses not far away, stepping on the slanting sunlight, and slowly walked away.