In response, instead of a black shadow that continued to emerge from the shadows, a bright silver sword rainbow cut through the flames, and the assassin's figure reappeared unscathed.

Although what the Assassin wants is to strike suddenly in a fleeting moment, and only pursue the effect of killing with one hit, if it is about to fight fairly, it is probably a little lacking. However, the person in front of him is obviously not, at least the sword that slashes the Soul Burning Sword Yan, Feng Ren dares to say that basically no one below the realm level can do it.

But by the time the assassin, oh no, the swordsman to be precise, broke through the flames, Wind Tenacity had already retreated. His raised left palm slammed into the strength of Yu Wenkun and the others with a pitch-black dark thunder, and the newly added surging lightning tore apart the balance that had already begun to shake in a flash, but it was in the opposite direction.

Rumble!

The spiral strength of the armor-piercing cone-like was like a bamboo, and the sword and tiger head fist wind were pierced and burst straight through, and the sharp wind that was only three points weaker by castration even pierced the shattered sky flame together, until it penetrated the left chest of the person standing in front of it before it was basically extinguished and dissipated.

And, of course, the man's vitality dissipated along with it.

"Can't you make a move sooner?" Lao Tzu was almost played to death!" Yu Wenkun complained angrily, but there was a slight smile on his face.

Feng Ren said angrily: "You and I are willing to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead? In such a cold day, I have to fall motionless directly on the street, can you change this time? What's more, isn't this another cause of another one." ”

"That's what you brought on yourself, too. I've been waiting for you to make a move, who knows how slow. Also, as far as your cultivation is concerned, you can't freeze to death if you strip yourself naked and throw it in the snow for several days, will it be cold like this?" Yu Wenkun chattered endlessly.

At this moment, the two of them were stuck back to back, and the two opponents who were still alive were facing each other separately. However, it seems that Feng Ren and Yu Wenkun are currently only caring about themselves and bickering with each other, and they even ignore the enemy in front of them.

Finally, the completely ignored swordsman was a little breathless, but he also seemed to know that there was no possibility of a sneak attack now. Because no matter how much Feng Ren quarrels, the direction of his breath will never change. The same thing that didn't change was the Soul Sword in his hand.

"Excuse me, I'm a little curious about why you got poisoned and acted like you were fine. It was a blood-swallowing purple viper toxin, and there was no cure. Even a realm-level fivefold powerhouse couldn't suppress the toxins that had already invaded his body so quickly!" the swordsman was puzzled.

Feng Ren finally stopped pestering Yu Wenkun when he heard this, and the latter was also a little curious.

When Feng Ren fell to the ground before, Yu Wenkun saw his eyes, and instantly realized that there was no problem at all, but why he didn't know.

"Actually, what you see isn't necessarily the real thing. Sometimes, the eyes are deceived by you. Feng Ren smiled weirdly, and then freed his left hand to hold it to the ground, and a poisonous needle that fell from the ground was sucked into his palm.

I saw that the silver needle with a dark purple tip was only sucked into the palm of the wind tough, but only the tip of the needle touched the palm of the flesh, and it remained in a hanging state and swayed gently in the breeze.

"Understood? I wasn't stabbed at all, and I don't think I'm poisoned. The previous one was just acting for you to see. Sure enough, you improvised assassins who were ready to replenish were fooled. ”

Feng Ren casually threw out the absorbed poisonous needle, and the Soul Sword in his right hand began to shake slightly again.

The swordsman knew that he was going to strike again, but instead of taking a posture to meet the enemy, he raised his hand and made a stop and asked, "Even if you use the adsorption of palm power and are not poisoned, why do you know that there is a poison needle placed there?"

"I'm more or less willing to satisfy the curiosity of temporary people. So let me tell you, I'm a person who often can't fully concentrate on doing things, so I like to observe the dynamics around me at the same time when I do anything except practice or sleeping. For example, just now, after Zhu Xujian was hit by a person, the other party casually slapped him a few times as if he wanted to check, and then he didn't move. There's definitely something wrong with that, it's like thinking. Wind Ren shrugged and said that he was very easy to see through the other party's tricks.

The swordsman's face was very ugly, how could he have thought that his previous plan was not only seen through by the other party, but also used to turn against the army. At this time, his hand holding the sword trembled unconsciously.

But Feng Ren turned his head to look at another dark corner and shouted, "The guy over there, haven't you come out yet?"

The truth is that there really is no show there.

"It's all discovered, so you just let him show up, and it's obviously impossible to carry out a sneak attack. Even Yu Wenkun couldn't stand it anymore, he didn't know what the other party was still holding onto, and the obvious disadvantage didn't let the exposed ambush soldiers come to the field for reinforcements.

The swordsman replied, "No." There are only five of us, and you have just solved three of them. ”

"Since you still don't want to tell the truth, let me force him out. ”

I only heard a cold snort from Feng Ren, and the violent figure raised a heavy red flame sword wind, and dozens of translucent afterimages swept out under the rapid shaking of the scorching soul sword in his hand.

Walking with the sword, a line of scorching sword intent slashed down, and the flames and afterimages that had previously filled the sky seemed to be sucked by a strong force and frantically overlapped on the blade, and the strong wind that was divided and compounded gathered in one place, and slashed down under the leadership of the scorching soul sword, with an astonishing momentum.

The swordsman didn't expect Feng Ren to come as soon as he said it, and as soon as he got started, he would be so aggressive. However, at the same time as his face was embarrassed, the movements in his hands were not the slightest sloppy, and the swift silver sword rainbow like a meteor catching the moon was not weak, but it was a pity that it was somewhat small compared to Feng Ren.

On the other side, Yu Wenkun also moved, the violent lightning was like a thunder snake dancing in the sky under the guidance of the purple spear, and the opponent in front of him, who had already suffered a lot of trauma, was defeated and retreated, but it was also a realm-level cultivation, and he would not worry about his life in a short period of time.

In the flash, the two battle groups quickly exchanged nearly ten moves, and the situation was obviously overturned. And Feng Ren was like a cat playing with a mouse, obviously there were several opportunities to severely damage the opponent, but the result was only a sword blade on his body that was only slightly injured, but the scorching sword intent penetrated deep into the opponent's body through the wound, constantly scorching his meridians and internal organs.

The swordsman's heart was even hotter than his body, and he didn't understand why he and Feng Ren were obviously both realm-level cultivators, and the other party was still seriously injured according to the information, but it was he who was defeated and retreated in the battle.

After three more moves, the swordsman was hit by another sword in the right rib, and the repetition of Feng Tenacity's old skills did not cause too much trauma in substance, but the scorching internal strength was more and more injected.

With a roar, the swordsman who couldn't stand this kind of trickery could no longer dance the long sword in his hand like crazy, and the silver rainbow in the circle was filled with a fierce wind and swept wildly, which seemed to be amazing, but in fact it had lost a little inch, and it was obviously caught off guard after being forced to be in a hurry.

Seizing the opportunity, Feng Tenacious took a step further, and the oblique sword not only swung away the opponent's long sword, but also cut off his hair and turban. The swordsman himself is full of sword marks, and the appearance of this slope is very embarrassing.

The wind tenacity became smoother and smoother, completely ignoring the faint pain everywhere in his body, and after a few days of grievances, he had long wanted to vent well. However, what puzzled him was that the aura in the dark still existed, but he didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, so he just watched quietly.

Moreover, that person's breath is very shallow, and if there is no one, it is difficult to detect, so it must be not bad.

The most terrifying thing was that when Feng Ren realized the existence of that person, he suddenly felt a faint sense of familiarity, as if he had been in contact with him not long ago, which made him have to pay attention to the existence that could be fatal in secret.

The scorching sword wind swept across the cold and cold of early winter, and the red sword rainbow finally completely knocked down the bright silver sword after several attacks, and Feng Ren saw this with his left hand, and another soul sword was also held in his palm and stabbed out.

On the other hand, the swordsman, after the sword in his hand was taken off, he did not have the urge to take it back, nor did he immediately make the slightest dodge or block to meet the enemy, but quickly took out a gray cylinder from his bosom with both hands, and the material seemed to be made of fine iron.

With the shot of this cylinder, the swordsman's face seemed to have a trace of pain, but it was immediately covered by his somewhat cruel expression, and at the same time shouted, "Go and die!"

The sound of the machine sounded, and the swordsman trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and a trace of black gas quickly surfaced on his face.

It was accompanied by the swishing sound at the top of the cylinder, and a few bewitching purple lights shot out like raindrops, shooting away against the wind.

Hidden weapons?

The first thought that flashed through Feng Ren's mind was the poisonous needle just now, but he didn't expect it to be used like this.

The scorching soul sword in his left hand continued to stab straight unabated, and the flame waves that erupted from the blade devoured the first few poisonous needles in the blink of an eye, turning them into a small pool of molten iron and falling. As for the purple toxin, it was directly incinerated, and there was nothing left.

However, just as Feng Ren sneered in his heart, a sharp pain of déjà vu quickly diffused from his left arm again, and it was the feeling as if something was about to come out of his body, and the pain made the meridians twitch non-stop.

The sword fell, and it dissipated instantly.

The flame is extinguished, but the poisonous needle is still there.

Due to the large swing angle of the sword in the right hand, it was impossible to defend in time, and the sharp pain that spread from the left arm to the whole body made Feng Ren fall directly to the ground on one knee, and he couldn't help twitching and trembling, watching the dozens of points of purple light quickly amplify in his eyes.

And Yu Wenkun behind him had just killed his opponent, and when he turned around, he saw the inexplicable tenacity of kneeling.

The rapid approach of the poisonous needle was almost impossible to stop, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of Feng Ren's mouth.

Is it a secret or a destiny?

In the midst of the lightning and fire, a sudden force pulled Feng Ren's body from behind, and a wave-like barrier instantly surged in front of him, and all the poisonous needles shot into it, but they did not penetrate it, but suspended in the interior of the barrier, as if it was floating in the sea.

Feng Ren, who had escaped death, didn't even check the fate of those poisonous needles, but turned his head to look at his side, where a figure stood impressively.

The breath is exactly the same as the one that was secretly before!

The cold wind of early winter is still blowing......

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