Some things, you will know what regret is after you have done it, some tastes, what is powerful, those few private soldiers heard the words of Lord An Fei, and did not react much, their master is one of the few remaining marquis of the empire, although he has long left the center of power, but in this place far away from the emperor, the prestige of the Marquis of Zose is unmatched, even if it is the original city lord Aloben, he has to give three points, and they are also rampant, no matter how big the young man in front of him is, kill it!

These private soldiers had some combat experience, and when they saw An Fei rushing up like a bamboo, two of them took a few steps back, while the others walked diagonally towards An Fei, blocking An Fei's companions on the one hand, and looking for an opportunity to attack from behind. [No pop-up novel network]

The fire sword in An Fei's hand stabbed forward at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, but the sword blade had already rushed out head-on before the scorching fire wave, and the low-level swordsman roared angrily, carrying all his fighting energy and swinging his sword sideways, plus the long sword handed by another private soldier sealed An Fei's sword momentum one left and one right.

The fire sword collided with the long sword, and a dazzling star burst out in all directions like fireworks, and the low-level swordsman felt a sore and numb feeling coming from his arm, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword, and the other private soldier didn't feel good, but they were holding it up. The other three private soldiers who bypassed saw An Fei's empty door exposed, and they roared and pounced together, and the bright sword blade stabbed An Fei's unsuspecting back.

The low-level swordsman's eyes showed joy, if An Fei wanted to turn back and parry, he would have a chance, if An Fei continued to attack, his companions could easily kill An Fei under the sword, but he just showed joy, but he was surprised to find that An Fei's speed suddenly accelerated, and he immediately saw a huge fire shield hit his head.

The low-level swordsman screamed, and jumped backwards with all his might, avoiding the impact of the fire shield by a fraction of a millimeter, and the other private soldier was not so lucky, An Fei's fire sword was picked and wound, and his long sword was pressed underneath, and then the fire sword was slanted upwards like lightning, the private soldier didn't react at all, An Fei's fire sword had pierced his throat, and when his body collapsed limply to the ground, a smell of burnt flesh had spread.

If An Fei's opponent is a great sword master, he can rely on overwhelming strength to restrain An Fei's weird sword moves, and the so-called 'one force will reduce ten meetings' is what it says. But in the case of inferior or comparable strength, An Fei, who can vividly exert his sword moves, has become a harvester of life, which can decide the life and death of his opponent in only an instant.

An Fei's body moved again, chasing after the low-level swordsman like a shadow, and An Fei, who was sharpened by a giant shield, now looked like a fire meteor, and his body was wrapped in flames. Although An Fei has judged the strength of his opponent before fighting, his character is always very cautious, and he will concentrate on fighting any opponent, and other strong people may have times when they are careless, but An Fei will definitely not.

The low-level swordsman had already tasted the power, and he didn't dare to parry at all, and he waved his long sword strangely while retreating, trying to use the sword to interfere with An Fei's actions, and the other three private soldiers followed closely behind An Fei, and Xia Maxi over there was stunned for a moment, and roared angrily: "What else do you want to see?

An Fei stopped suddenly, unexpectedly unaffected by any inertia, his body was extremely smooth and flipped out, the three private soldiers behind An Fei suddenly lost their target, and before they could react, a blazing fire sword fell from the sky and struck the face of a private soldier.

The embodied fire elemental sword sliced deep into the private soldier's bones, his nose, mouth, and forehead all turned in half, and his body fell to the ground as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, and there was no life at all.

Another private soldier reacted, turning around and swinging his sword and slashing back, but before his body could turn around, the huge fire shield had already slapped on his head, and the private soldier flew up like a straw, flying out of a full ten meters before landing on the ground, and the lifeless body slid a few meters more, causing the onlookers to exclaim in surprise and give way to a larger open space.

The death of his companion gave the survivor enough time to react, but unfortunately he made a fundamental mistake in his choice, perhaps because he had never suffered a loss since joining the Marquis of Zose, he did not run away but advanced, and the long sword in his hand stabbed An Fei viciously.

An Fei's eyes were not only quiet, but also very indifferent, he stared at the opponent's sword blade, did not make any movement, until the sword blade was less than twenty centimeters away from his face, then suddenly tilted his head, the sword blade grazed his face and stabbed over, and the fire sword in An Fei's hand pierced deeply into the opponent's chest at the same time.

One stabbed forward, the other rushed forward, under the squeeze of two speeds, the fire sword had already penetrated the soldier's back, but it did not bleed, and the fire sword that penetrated the human body exuded a very high temperature, which was enough to scorch the flesh and blood of the person.

The private soldier opened his mouth wide and looked at An Fei with dead fish-like eyes, and his body collapsed, hanging limply on An Fei's fire sword.

The giant shield in An Fei's hand swung out, and at the same time pulled out the fire sword, and the corpse of the private soldier was beaten out of the air seven or eight meters, and it landed at the feet of the group of private soldiers, looking at the corpse of his companion, that

couldn't help but stop, and in the blink of an eye, the three companions were in front of him, such a shock is not small, after all, everyone only has one life.

They stopped, but An Fei didn't, the huge shield across his chest, the long sword pointed diagonally downward, and strode towards the group of private soldiers. This is a wolf's challenge to a group of sheep, his steps, his eyes are full of contempt and disdain, as for whether it is fair or not, it is meaningless, the world is very realistic, the weak are always clamoring for fairness, but when one day he can stand on the peak of the strong, he will forget the magic weapon he once used.

Since Anfei decided to do it, he has already thought about what he should do and to what extent. According to Erte, the arrival of his An Fei will definitely cause a strong reaction from the Marquis of Zose, compared to his opponent, he has no connections, no qualifications, and more importantly, An Fei does not want to fight a protracted war with the Marquis of Zose, he is proficient in killing, but he is not familiar with political methods, it is stupid to attack the other with a short advantage, so it is necessary to use bloody means to intimidate those nobles who will definitely be restless, even if this method is extreme.

An Fei has always behaved like a rainbow, and Xia Masi's people have been a little sluggish after being injured one after another, especially the low-level sword master, it stands to reason that his strength is the strongest, and he should be in the position of the blade to help everyone launch a siege, but he was frightened by An Fei, and he retreated again and again, eager to retreat behind Xia Masi, which made the private soldiers feel even more uneasy.

"What are you *** doing? Don't you give it to me quickly!" Xia Maxi was annoyed and kicked the low-level swordsman's **.

The low-level swordsman was caught off guard and stumbled for a moment, but he still didn't mean to go to the front, at most he stopped where he was and didn't retreat. The five of them besieged An Fei together, and in a short period of time, An Fei killed four people, if he hadn't been retreating, maybe he would have been killed a long time ago, with this understanding, he would rather be driven out by the Marquis of Zose than go out to die.

An Fei, who was already approaching, suddenly took a vertical step, and then roared the tiger, swinging his fire sword and slashing at a private soldier with all his might. From the point of view of martial arts, every move can not be used with all strength, otherwise it will become a dead move. The move should be like spilling a glass of water, leaving some residue in the cup, so as to ensure the consistency and sufficient adaptability of the next move. The reason why An Fei's figure can be fast and slow, east and west, is because his mastery of residual strength has reached the point of perfection.

But now that the momentum of the private soldiers has been broken, and everyone's eyes have more or less uneasiness, An Fei has decided to change tactics, this method of fighting is more deterrent and, of course, more dangerous for himself.

The attacked private soldier screamed and raised his long sword to block, in the impact of the spark burst, his strength was far inferior to An Fei, the fire sword in An Fei's hand only slowed down for a moment, and then slashed at the private soldier's head, and it was impossible to see what kind of wound was cut, because the private soldier's hair had turned into a burning ball of fire.

The corpse had not yet fallen to the ground, the surrounding private soldiers had just let out an exclamation, An Fei's figure had turned to the left, the giant shield was swung out without sparing any strength, the fragile block could not compete with the ferocious impact force at all, and the long sword stretched out by the private soldier was knocked into his chest, and the body flew out upside down.

An Fei's moves suddenly became wide open, every move was used with all his strength, only some of those private soldiers were in an uproar and retreated, and they had forgotten to besiege and counterattack after being taken away, and those who stood in place and tried to resist were killed by An Fei on their backs, and every time An Fei attacked, one person would fall or fly out.

The low-level swordsman had already thrown away his weapon and burrowed into the crowd, and Shamasi didn't pay attention to him at all, just stared at the front in amazement, this was no longer a conflict, but a massacre, such a scene could only be seen on the battlefield.

Violence and art produce two completely different states of mind, when fighting purely with his own martial arts, An Fei has always been very calm, but now watching his opponents turn into fallen leaves like rolling in the wind, An Fei tasted the tyrannical pleasure of being dripping with joy.

Soon, there was no one around Anfei, and all the remaining private soldiers retreated behind Shamasi, pushing their master to the front regardless of morality. The magician beside Shamasi had recited the spell several times just now, but he never dared to release the magic, no matter what kind of benefits he had received in the past, it would not affect his current betrayal.

An Fei was already standing in front of Xia Masi, looking at the cold sweat rolling down like beans, there was no pity in his heart, this person must die, there are so many people who are willing to serve the nobles, killing them will not have much impact, only killing Xia Masi will make the nobles afraid.

"I know, he's An Fei!The one who terrified the people of the Shining Sands!" It was a civilian who remembered An Fei and called out a voice that had made Apa wait for a long time.

The numb and indifferent bystanders suddenly stirred, and an uproar swept through the audience like a wave, they didn't know the name An Fei before, but they had heard it many times recently.