Then it spun and spun so fast that the edges of the whirlpool became blurred, and a sharp whistling followed. 【Reading.com】

The swordsman of Nawei was shocked when he saw An Fei suddenly disappear, and a strange whirlpool appeared in front of him, but he had no choice, because he had already heard the screams of his companions, so he could only continue to pounce forward, this was his only chance.

Three sword rays hit the whirlpool one after another, but they were all swallowed by the whirlpool, and the swordsman couldn't judge how much his sword had destroyed, in fact, there was no need to judge, no matter how much he destroyed, it was insignificant compared to the wind blade released by An Fei, and the whirlpool didn't seem to be affected much.

A sneer appeared at the corner of An Fei's mouth, his right hand stretched out in the air, grabbed the whirlpool, as if attracted by an invisible force, all the wind blades were concentrated in An Fei's palm, and a two-meter-long spear appeared in An Fei's hand. Although An Fei still can't release mid-level magic, his manipulation of magic elements can already be described as wonderful, the qi elements are arranged very densely, the spear emits a light like substance, especially the blade of the spear is even more cold, giving people a cold feeling that penetrates into the bone marrow.

An Fei stabbed upwards with a spear in one hand, stabbing at the center of the swordsman's eyebrows with incredible accuracy.

The swordsman roared angrily, and he swung his sword to slash the blade of the spear, and he was sure that his full blow could destroy the magic weapon condensed by any demon and martial arts cultivator, although he had never seen the opponent's weapon, it was very strange, but he couldn't withstand his blow!

What made him unbelievable was born, he used all his strength, and the strength contained in An Fei's spear was not small, and under the fierce collision, he felt that the long sword in his arms was like a spring, and involuntarily bounced high, and An Fei's spear also popped down, and the whole spear turned into a giant curved bow, and after receiving such a heavy blow, the elements still did not disappear, which made him wake up to how skilled An Fei's ability to control the elements was, and how powerful his spiritual power was! This news is extremely important to the organization, of course, first he has to ensure that he survives, a dead man has no way to pass on information.

An Fei's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he flew up like lightning, and kicked at the blade of the gun, and the blade was picked up extremely quickly, and at the same time, his right arm reached forward, and when the spear returned to a straight line, the sharp blade was less than a foot away from the opponent's eyebrows.

At the moment of life and death, although he used his spare strength in time to slash the blade with his long sword, the strength of this time was not enough, and the spear in his hand drew a slightly curved arc last time, and hit the chest of the sword master.

A ripple visible to the naked eye flashed on the body of the sword master, which was the reaction of the talisman fighting qi to the impact, and a blood line flew out of his chest, and the entire body also flew upside down.

This time, it was An Fei's turn to be unforgiving, his body rose vertically, caught up with the opponent's fall, the spear in his hand flickered, and the golden rooster nodded his head, that was the sword master had just suffered a heavy blow, and he was unable to parry at all, so he could only carry the fighting spirit to protect himself, An Fei's three shots were all stabbed at the part he wanted to attack, and the opponent's fall was even more urgent, and the brilliance of the fighting spirit on his body was also much dimmer.

When the swordsman rolled on the ground and struggled to get up, An Fei had already landed on the ground, holding the gun in both hands and picking the eyebrows of the swordsman. The gun style is cold, the gun is clear, and the marksmanship is his mastery, but it can't be used in that world, but it shines here!

The trapped beast of the swordsman was still fighting, swinging his sword to block An Fei's spear, who knew that An Fei's hands were wrong, and the spear momentum instantly changed from up to down, and stabbed at the right calf of the swordsman like lightning. With Ernest's strength, when he learned An Fei's marksmanship that day, he also retreated again and again, how could the swordsman compare to Ernest? There was no time to parry, let alone dodge, and the blade of the gun was pouring into his calf.

That swordsman let out a cry of sorrow and bent down to grab An Fei's spear, but unfortunately, the most important thing in Panshan marksmanship is the continuous momentum of the gun, one move after another, as long as the enemy is injured, every subsequent move has become a killing move that falls into the well, and the action of bending down to grab the spear is just his instinctive reaction, which is too naïve from the perspective of swordsmanship.

An Fei pushed left with his left hand and pulled the spear right with his right hand, and slammed the spear at his right side, the blade was still in the opponent's calf, and the swordsman let out a heart-rending scream, and the two legs were involuntarily pulled into a split hip, and the blade of the spear tore the skin and threw it out.

Without waiting for the other party's screams to stop, An Fei pulled his left hand to the right and pushed his right hand to the left, and the blade of the gun that was thrown to his right side swept back with lightning speed, and the sharp sound of breaking the air was really terrifying

Although the swordsman of Nawei was injured one after another, he still had a certain ability to react, and bowed his head in time to avoid An Fei's deadly attack.

An Fei didn't wait for the move, he flung back with his old left hand, the spear looked extremely smooth in An Fei's hand, and shrank like a spirit snake, and then An Fei stepped forward with his right foot, and the blade of the gun stabbed out again, stabbing into the opponent's chest.

That for the swordsman's clumsy swing of the long sword to block, the repeated injuries of the fighting spirit will also be exhausted, and his degree at the moment can only be described as clumsy compared to An Fei's degree, and when his long sword was about to hit the spear, he pounced on the ground. The spear had pierced his chest against the blade of his sword.

The swordsman stretched out his left hand and grabbed the spear, raised his head and looked at An Fei with bloodshot eyes, as if announcing to An Fei that he had finally caught it!

An Fei showed a sneer, pressed down with his left hand, raised his right hand with his right hand, and lifted his arms with a force, and actually lifted the other party into the air.

In this case, the swordsman could no longer hold on to the spear, and involuntarily turned his head in the air, and every roll brought out a rain of blood, and before he could fall to the ground, he suddenly felt a cold in his back, and then a pain, An Fei's spear had pierced into his vest.

An Fei never had any mercy when he stabbed the spear into the opponent's back, his hands had relaxed, not confronting the resistance he felt, and slid forward along the barrel of the gun, at the same time, he took a step back, and took his hands back, seeing that the other party was about to fall to the ground, An Fei grabbed the barrel of the gun and stabbed again, and his body shape changed to rush forward.

The sword master's chest once again soared a cloud of blood mist, the spear had pierced his body, poking out from his chest, and this blow completely robbed him of all his life!

The swordsman slowly fell to the ground, An Fei also let go of the spear, and at the same time relaxed his spiritual power, countless wind blades quickly differentiated into free elements, and disappeared into the air, if there was a coroner from the patrol team at this time, it was estimated that he couldn't guess what the murder weapon was if he wanted to break his head!

An Fei slowly turned his head to Susanna's side, the battle ended almost at the same time, she had already eliminated one opponent before, and the remaining one barely supported two times was cut into two pieces by Susanna's diagonal shoulder strap, and the mid-level swordsman who fought against Black Eleven saw that the situation was critical, turned around and wanted to escape, but under the front and back attacks of Suzanne and Black Eleven, he didn't even survive a move, and lay on the ground softly.

Maybe it was because he felt that his performance today was too poor, and he was forced to hurry by a person who was not as strong as himself, and Black Eleven's expression was a little sneering, and he roughly checked the corpses of the three middle-level sword masters, and turned around and walked towards An Fei.

"Anfei, we're too risky today!" Black Eleven said with a wry smile.

"It's not a risk, at least I know how terrible the mist is. An Fei said slowly.

"But I've told you before......!

"What you say is that you say and what I realize are two different things. An Fei interrupted Black Eleven's words, because he killed the black ghost, the other party sent a strong hand to keep an eye on it, An Fei felt that there should be some access to the magic fog, there should be other reasons.

"Luckily, we got rid of all their mages first, and if they had the help of an undead mage, it would probably be us who are lying on the ground right now. Black Eleven sighed, he felt a lot of headaches, the order he received was just to tell An Fei to be vigilant and tell the cause and effect of the incident, but he didn't expect that the people of the Demon Mist would attach so much importance to An Fei, and the people who dispatched were all elites. Even in Baishan City, high-level swordsmen are rare powerhouses!

"It's strange now that their combined strength is already very strong, if it was a hard-fought battle, we might not be able to win, why would they have been quietly following us? An Fei frowned, if there were undead mages among those three mid-level mages, even if there was only one plus the strength of the other two mid-level mages, it would be enough to bring him great trouble, and with such strength, he should not be willing to choose the tail line.

"What do you mean...... Do they have reinforcements?" Black Eleven's face was a little pale. If he wasn't very afraid of the Demon Mist in the past, he could run away or hide if he couldn't defeat the Demon Mist, but now the task is to destroy the Griffin Flying Squadron of the Shining Sand Empire, where will he have the energy to deal with the people of the Demon Mist?

"Does the people of the Demon Mist know we're going to Moramachi?" asked Anfei.

"Who am I going to ask?!" Black Eleven smiled wryly again.